"Uncle Gu, that is... my cup," Tang Yuxin's words were still hanging in the air when the cup returned to her hand, now empty.
"Is there more?" Gu Ning seemed very thirsty, having sweated quite a bit. It was visible, the sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Yes, hold on," Tang Yuxin gripped the cup in her hand. She initially planned to get another one, but she decided against it. She'd already used the cup. What was the point of getting another one now? Besides, she wasn't one to fuss over such things.
She refilled the cup with water, leftover from the kettle she boiled in the morning and had left to cool. The temperature in the courtyard wasn't too hot, the water felt cool to the touch and was comfortable to drink—neither too cold nor too hot.
Gu Ning took the cup from her and began to drink.
He sat down with the cup in hand, "Any food around?"
Tang Yuxin thought a bit, then glanced into the kitchen, "Only noodles."
