His gentle and deep voice echoed in the empty room, which was especially quiet.
Shen Zhijin changed his shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room.
The flowers in the white porcelain vase there were already showing faint signs of wilting.
He changed the water and put the newly bought white camellias into it.
Looking at the bouquet of flowers, he said, "Today, I was quite busy at school and went to the shop late. The florist said that the red ones were sold out and only the white ones were left. Next time, I'll leave work early and buy you the red ones, okay?"
No one answered and it was quiet.
As he spoke, he took the peaches to the kitchen and carefully washed them before placing them on the dining table.
After tidying everything up, he took his computer out.
This time, he really did have a lot of things to do.
