"Okay, I got it," Gu Yu said with a doting smile, looking at Tang Yuran. "I promise not to touch you, let you have a good night's rest. Is that okay?"
"Hmph." Tang Yuran gave him a forceful glance, grudgingly indicating it was okay.
"By the way, I've already sent out your visa application materials," Gu Yu said, sitting in the chair opposite Tang Yuran, watching her eat, and suddenly speaking up.
"What visa??" Tang Yuran raised her head in puzzlement.
"The visa for America," Gu Yu said, his fair, slender hand supporting his chin as he looked at Tang Yuran, speaking slowly and languidly. "In about two weeks, the visa should come through. Then we can go to America together and bring my parents back, okay?"
"Um... okay," Tang Yuran hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head.
Gu Yu's parents, she realized, it had also been more than five years since she had seen them.