It was late at night, already past midnight.
Chen Xu saw Chen Ziqi huddled in a chair, clutching a hot water bottle, barely able to keep her eyes open, and said, "We're closing, come help me."
"Huh?"
Chen Ziqi, still groggy, lifted her head and realized what was happening. She tossed aside the hot water bottle and helped to bring in the tables and chairs, while saying, "Aren't there still people here?"
"You're so sleepy, I told you to go back earlier, but you insisted on staying," Chen Xu said.
"You think I'm that heartless? It's your first day of business, of course I had to stay and help," Chen Ziqi said, her movements not slowing down.
"Actually, you're just scared to go home alone, aren't you?"
"..."
Chen Ziqi chose not to respond.
The two of them quickly finished with the few tables. Chen Xu pulled down the shutter, locked it, and walked her back to her rented place.