" Besides," Hai Tang shook her head." Who told you that a couple sleeps in separate rooms when their relationship isn't good? What are you thinking about in your little head every day?"
"Our parents sleep in separate rooms!" Hai Yuan retorted. When the two of them quarreled, they both wished that the other party would die early."
Hai Tang's smile stopped. She suddenly remembered that her adoptive mother, Shu Mei, and Hai Yuan's father had indeed slept in separate rooms.
They didn't even eat together. Shu Mei was always at home with Hai Yuan, while Hai Yuan's father was often out socializing.
For so many years, the Hai couple had been interacting in this way. She was even used to it, but she did not realize that Hai Yuan actually cared about it.