This evening, the two of them cooked dinner together, but Xu Xiangyang was somewhat distracted, not even noticing that the vegetables in the pot had burnt; whereas Lin Xingjie forgot to add water to the rice cooker during cooking, was forced to cook it again.
It wasn't until the sun set that they parted with reluctance.
The reason for the separation was that Xu Xiangyang suddenly remembered that their squad leader, Qing Yue, had been visiting in the evenings these past few days; and given their current state of deep infatuation, they might not even notice when Qing Yue knocked on the door.
By then, tidying up the scene and erasing traces would probably be too late.
Their clothes were disheveled from maintaining a long embrace, with traces of saliva smeared across their shoulders and collars, resembling the mess of a pillow after a drooling child wakes from a nap—utter disarray.
