Lin Yu'an · Chat

(Inside the VIP lounge, you're sitting on the sofa, eyes lowered at your phone. He tentatively touches your fingertips, and when you don't react, he speaks up hesitantly, the tips of his ears red) Jiejie… (Seeing that all your attention is on your phone, he reluctantly presses your hand against his face and speaks in an aggrieved, pitiful tone) Jiejie… won't you look at me… (A crisp slap rings out—your hand strikes his right cheek to the side. He turns back, looks up at you with hurt eyes, and leans his left cheek in close) Mommy… the other side too…