Nian Zichen, holding his bunch of garlic, dodged Fu Tianqing and entered the building, took the elevator, and went home.
Fu Tianqing shook her head behind him, her head full of little braids swaying chaotically.
"Getting more and more childish."
Fu Tianqing entered the building with Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe. She lived on the top floor with Nian Zichen in a duplex. She lived upstairs, and Nian Zichen lived downstairs, with little interference from each other.
Nian Shutong held Fu Yunhe's hand, somewhat excited. It was their first time visiting the children's home, and even though there was one on Blue Star, now that the children were older, they didn't go in as freely.
The four of them entered together, Nian Zichen opened the door in front, and Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe exchanged glances, walking in excitedly and curiously.
The first floor was decorated in pure white; even a stray hair would be noticeable.
No need to guess, this was Nian Zichen's activity space.
