"You've been hungry for half a day. Come and have dinner." I'm a little guilty, and a little flattering said to her.

Of course, I don't think it's necessary for me to feel guilty, because even if she does, I have grand reasons to explain it.

I don't know why, but I still feel guilty.

She did not speak, took a few bites of chopsticks and put them down.

"What's wrong with you? It feels like you have a lot on your mind. I asked.

"Is there any news from your police friend?" She asked.

I was thinking of her daughter, and I was relieved.

"He hasn't notified me yet....