When Shi Yen stepped into the living room, Yuan Shun had already returned to the couch. His feet were casually propped on the coffee table as he sat lazily; his head tilted back on the headrest, his eyes closed, listening to the mellow music.
He wore a dark long-sleeve shirt with sweatpants, looking as comfortable and smug as ever.
Without opening his eyes, he said, relaxed, "Are you joining me, Yen?"
Shi Yen glanced around the room, looking for something to keep herself from moving towards the couch he was sitting on. "I came to serve a noise complaint," she said.
Yuan Shun opened his low-lidded eyes, lifting one of his arms over the headrest. "It's not loud," he said.
"I wanted to read something," she countered, picking up a book she picked from a shelf. She chose a translated version of Hesiod's Theogony, a piece of Greek myth and literature.
