After dinner, Tang Zhongyi wanted to take Ning Zhao for a walk, and she didn't resist, obediently following him out.
The Tang family stayed in the house, watching them. Mother Tang sighed, "Such a good girl, how did she come down with such a disease?"
Father Tang said, "I think she's doing quite well, much better than some others I've seen with the same condition; it's just concerning her parents... Well, let's keep it from them for now."
"Zhaozhao, my name is Tang Zhongyi. Call out my name."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhao lifted her head to look at him, and Tang Zhongyi looked at her full of anticipation.
Little did he know that after just a glance, Ning Zhao would continue to lower her head.
Tang Zhongyi felt a touch of disappointment but knew that her willingness to be close to him now was already extremely rare, so he did not insist.
"Zhaozhao, can I call you that?" Tang Zhongyi asked as he looked at the girl's profile beside him.