Qin Yiren met Chu Xinian once again, just before dusk.
The orange sunset cast into the café, she lazily leaned back in her seat, looking small and adorable, evoking a sense of pity.
"Yi Ren, are you tired?"
Ignoring the sneaky glances from those around, Chu Xinian came directly to her, his slender fingers brushed aside the wisps of hair on her forehead, "If you're tired, how about coming another day?"
"I'm just sitting here, how could I be tired?" Qin Yiren adjusted the sunglasses on her nose, her voice gentle, "How about ordering a small cake for you, strawberry flavor?"
Chu Xinian didn't like sweet things, but had long grown accustomed to her invitations with her relentless recommendations.
Nodding slightly to agree with her arrangement, he took a seat opposite her, his eyes softly watching her expression, then glanced at the street scenery outside.
It was the time when the children were getting out of school.
