Aunt Chen walked to the door and mechanically took out her keys from her bag, preparing to open the door. Then, she remembered asking Chen Yuan's classmate to deliver food to her husband last night. The lock had long been broken.
Silently, she stuffed the keys back into her bag and pushed open the old steel door of the house.
Squeak—
The door opened with a push.
Aunt Chen dragged her tired body into the house and tried her best to sound normal. "I'm back. Last night, you…"
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw someone in the living room whom she had not seen for almost three months. She stood rooted to the ground and rubbed her eyes to confirm she was not hallucinating.
Aunt Chen then mumbled, "Y-Yuan Yuan?"
Chen Yuan helped Uncle Chen to the living room for breakfast.
