Gu Yun hurried to the kitchen to stir-fry two dishes, both light-flavored. He served Zhiqian a bowl of the old hen soup that he had stewed in the morning to pad his stomach.
After lunch, Zhiqian tilted on the sofa watching TV. Gu Yun went to the kitchen to wash dishes. Shortly, he finished and came out to say to Zhiqian: "We're out of oil at home..."
His voice abruptly stopped because he saw Zhiqian tilt there, already asleep.
He walked over lightly, noticing how Zhiqian maintained a dignified posture even while dozing off. Slowly, he bent down, and as his hand just touched his shoulder, Zhiqian awoke with a start, "What did you just say?"
"Nothing, I said if you're tired, go sleep in bed." Gu Yun's voice was tender enough to drip with warmth.
Gu Yun added, "Don't worry, I won't drop you."
Zhiqian: "…"
