Dong Enyu was in the kitchen slicing apples, the knife in her hand moving up and down without really cutting, her face expressionless, her eyes unfocused.
Suddenly, the knife was snatched away from her.
The woman snapped back to reality, blinking as she saw Yong Le standing beside her, casually setting the fruit knife on the counter.
“If you’re going to zone out, go sit over there.
The way you’re holding that knife is scary, like you’re possessed or something.” Yong Le jerked her chin toward the dining table, signaling for her to go rest.
“I’m not tired, just...
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