"You did? Why didn't you give it to me last night?"
"Mm. Wait here," he said promptly, not responding.
Qian Meng unwound her arms from his neck and watched him disappear into his closet. Curious, she followed him and found him opening a drawer.
"Let me guess, you got me a boyfriend t-shirt that you wore during these days? For me to wear and remember you by?" she teased. "Are you going to give me a love token?"
"Sorry to disappoint you, Mrs. Mo. You don't get my t-shirts. Now, close your eyes."
Qian Meng laughed and closed her eyes, leaning against the door frame as she waited. "Alright, they are closed."
She heard his footsteps as he approached and she could tell he was standing in front of her.
"Open," he ordered.
