Before long,
Chen Yao emerged with red-rimmed eyes, carrying a wooden box. "Father, Senior Brother Wu's room has been tidied up. When I go buy groceries later, I'll purchase the other necessities as well."
"Good!"
Chen Shan nodded, rose, and walked over to Chen Yao. Taking the box from her hands, he said, "Put this in my room! Go out and buy groceries!"
With that, he carried the box back to his own room.
Wu Tao found it hard to say anything. He could only offer a stiff thanks. "Thank you, Junior Sister A-Yao. Sorry for the trouble!"
Chen Yao sniffed and said gently, "Senior Brother Wu, there is no need for courtesy. You are my father's disciple, which makes you A-Yao's senior brother. Please drink your tea slowly, Senior Brother Wu. A-Yao will go buy groceries and make dinner first."
With that, Chen Yao left as well.
Wu Tao could only sit down. Sighing inwardly, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
It was fine tea, even better than what he had drunk at Delightful Immortal Restaurant last time. Yet in these circumstances, he could not taste its flavor.
"A-Yao went out?" Chen Shan came out of his room at this moment.
"Mm!"
Chen Shan gathered his emotions and said, "It is better to keep her brother's things in my room, lest the girl faces them every day and has her feelings stirred by the scene."
Hearing this, Wu Tao felt an indescribable bitterness. He thought of his previous life, of the grandfather who had loved him most dearly passing away. When a family member died, which relative would not be heartbroken? Yet someone always had to swallow their pain and comfort the others.
That was what Chen Shan was doing now.
"Wu Tao, go rest for