Sunday (2/8)
“Where’s my phone?” he asked casually.
She shrugged. He looked at Elle’s simple, normal face and went over and kissed the top of her head. They searched for the phone all over the human-covered suite
“It’s not the ideal moment, but I still want you to meet them,” he answered with an awkward smile. JZ felt a poke on his back and he turned around. “Mom, dad,” he said as he led them a step closer to view Elle, “let me introduce you to Elle. She’s my newest songwriter, and before that, she was a published poet. Soon, she’ll be returning to teach English to first graders. Elle, this is my mom, Mrs. Li. This is my dad, Mr. Zhong.”