After sending away the guests, Ming Shu found a steamed bun and ate it as she walked tiredly towards her room.
Squeak—
The room was refurbished. Red silks hung in the room. Red words were pasted everywhere.
The red candle burned slowly. The lighting in the room made it look ambiguous.
There were some food and drinks on the table.
Ming Shu finished the last bite of the steamed bun and closed the door.
She could see the figure behind the screen. She glanced at the food on the table. In the end, she poured two glasses of wine and walked toward the screen.
Shen Pin was sitting on the bed. When Ming Shu walked in, he raised his head. His eyes were filled with happiness.
Ming Shu sighed. She should have eaten two more steamed buns before coming.
Ming Shu passed him a glass of wine.
She wanted to just drink it normally, but Shen Pin stopped her. They had cross-cupped wine.
