Huo Jingtang lay on Qin Yucen's bed, with one hand lightly placed over his brow, shading his eyes, as the dim light outlined his perfect profile.
Qin Yucen closed the door behind her and walked to the bedside with the bowl in her hands, placing it on the desk next to the bed. She then sat down by the bed, gazing at his straight nose, and softly said, "Feeling unwell, right? Who asked you to show off by drinking so much? Look, my dad and Little Uncle are both drunk."
Huo Jingtang removed his hand from above his eyes, his gaze falling on her fair face, "Although they are drunk, they are also very happy, aren't they? I'm just keeping them company to the end."
"Yeah, I haven't seen such a carefree smile on my father's face in many years." Qin Yucen could deeply feel that her father was very different today; although he still didn't talk much, all his words were in the wine, "Jingtang, thank you. It's all because you came. My dad must feel reassured entrusting me to you."