The phone in Song Qingchun's palm continued to vibrate. She pulled her gaze back from the man and lowered her head to click the message open. Su Zhinian had sent over two harmless jokes.
Song Qingchun was prone of laughing at cheap jokes, but due to Little Sesame, she found herself unable to laugh when reading these two jokes that normally would have floored her.
Standing not far away, Su Zhinian had been keeping an eye on her. Noticing the lack of a smile on her face, he continued to send her more jokes. His actions warmed her heart. When she read the twelfth message that he sent, a faint smile appeared on her face.
When he saw that, he finally stopped what he was doing. Staring quietly at her lowered profile, he eventually lowered his gaze, ignoring the people around him, and sent her a message saying, "I'm sorry for my inability to be there for you when you're sad."