The warm tea accompanied by not-too-sweet, not-too-greasy pastries, along with the crunching of sunflower seeds.
Such days are truly leisurely.
As she watched, Su Zhiruan felt her eyelids getting heavy.
When Wen Qingyu shifted his gaze back to her, he discovered that Su Zhiruan had already fallen asleep.
The horror movie in the background continued to scream with the occasional shadowy figure appearing.
But seeing that Su Zhiruan had already fallen asleep, Wen Qingyu no longer felt like watching. He took a blanket from the nearby room and gently covered her with it.
He kept company beside Su Zhiruan, watching the ghosts on the screen without any sound.
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Time seemed to pass very slowly, and Su Zhiruan had a rather good sleep.
When she woke up, she saw the movie had been turned off, and the air was filled with an incredibly appetizing aroma.
She sat up, clutching the blanket, glanced around, and immediately saw the youth busy in the kitchen.
