She walked into the restaurant and saw Nan Sichen, who was dressed in beige casual clothes, sitting at the dining table. He looked aloof and elegant, noble and indifferent. His legs were crossed, one hand holding a book while the other was holding a tea cup. He was reading diligently, undistracted.
She had never seen this side of Nan Sichen before, and it softened her heart. She greeted him with a smile, "Hi, you're already back?"
Only then did Nan Sichen look up at Qin Yin. His gaze was deep and bright, and he responded with a subdued nasal sound, "Hmm".
He put his book aside and said, "Let's have dinner."
Grinning, Qin Yin tossed her bag onto the sofa, washed her hands, and then sat down.
She, puzzled, asked Nan Sichen, "Where are the others?"
Nan Sichen began to uncover the lids over the dishes, revealing the food on the table, and casually replied, "They are on leave."
"Huh?" Qin Yin was momentarily lost, "Leave for what?"
