The Ones Who Linger, the Ones Who Do Not

When Boss Luo returned with a basket full of osmanthus flowers, a group of people had arrived in the living room. They were all rather old. In Luo Qiu's impression, he could call some of them by name, while others were extremely vague.

They were discussing something, and his uncle Luo Shan was also on the phone, talking to someone.

Luo Shan was not here. She was in Grandma Xiao Chun's room at that moment... The door was closed.

Most likely, these people had all seen Luo Qiu, but none of them took the initiative to greet him. Instead, his uncle Luo Shan covered the phone for a moment and said, "Oh, this is Luo Qiu."

Then Luo Shan continued talking on the phone. Only then did these senior relatives nod at Luo Qiu before returning to their murmured discussions or furrowing their brows in thought.

Luo Qiu remembered Grandma Xiao Chun's words. After putting down the basket, he silently brought tea to these senior members of the family tree.

A smile and hot tea would keep things from becoming cold and distant.

"Oh... Thank you. I didn't expect Brother Qi's child to have grown so big. Long time no see. Come visit your uncle sometime."

Yes, it was merely a matter of whether one took the initiative... Whether sincere or false, what mattered to Luo Qiu was only that it was an old woman's hope.

"If I get the chance," Luo Qiu replied.

At that moment, an elderly man suddenly said, "Luo Shan, since Mom has managed to regain consciousness, why don't we ask her what she wants? That way, we won't end up arguing later and damaging our relationship."

The man sitting across from him frowned. "What time is it, and you're still going on about this? It's