In the night, like nothing had happened, He Teng woke up before dawn as expected, and He Zhilan also got up with him. When He Teng went to wash up, she went into the kitchen to make him breakfast. Since their food supplies were limited, she could only make a bowl of noodles. She thought, she would buy more ingredients during the day. After all, the kitchen was fully equipped. The next time He Teng was home, she could cook and eat with him.
As she watched He Zhilan get up early like a little wife, preparing breakfast for her husband - once he was done washing up, she served him the hot noodles, urging him to eat before heading out. For a moment, He Teng was a bit distracted. Her smiling face as she served the noodles seemed to strike his heart violently. It then imprinted her smiling face deeply into his mind, lingering for quite a while.
He Zhilan only returned to her bedroom to continue sleeping after He Teng left. She got up at around eight to look for Jennifer downstairs.