Sometimes I feel a distance between us, but at this moment, I feel we are so close.
At least, in this world, he would eat the leftovers of Ye Fanxing, because he never treats her as an outsider, they are such intimate people.
Ye Fanxing sat in the white chair, gently looking at Fu Jingyu, watching him finish the noodles.
Fu Jingyu put down his chopsticks and saw Ye Fanxing leaning on the table, tenderly gazing at him, with a silly smile on her face.
"What are you laughing about?" he asked, puzzled.
Ye Fanxing said, "Watching you is pleasant."
"..."
Fu Jingyu stood up, too lazy to bother with this idiot, cleared the bowl, then left the kitchen and returned upstairs with Ye Fanxing.
After washing hands and rinsing mouth, they rested a while before going to bed.
In the morning, while Ye Fanxing was still asleep, Fu Jingyu got up quietly, careful not to disturb her, to wash up.