Until Zhou Ye Bookstore closed, Qin Yuwen was still standing behind the counter in a daze, completely bewildered.
Because it was raining today, Xu Xinian had not come. She was the only employee at the bookstore, but fortunately, there were not many customers on a rainy day, so she was not too busy.
What day was it today, exactly?
She felt like she had forgotten something important, yet that important thing seemed to have nothing to do with her, so she could not remember it no matter what.
How strange. If it had nothing to do with her, why did it feel so important?
Unable to figure it out no matter how much she thought, Qin Yuwen could only clock out first and stop thinking about it.
She took an umbrella from the bookstore and headed toward the Family Building, soon returning home.
When the elevator doors opened and Qin Yuwen stepped out, she immediately caught the delicious scent of food.
Was... Zhouzhou cooking?
Seriously, why was Zhouzhou cooking with the door open?
Qin Yuwen arrived at Luo Ye's door. The front door was left slightly ajar, so she pushed it open, poked her head in, and looked toward the living room.
Although today was Su Baizhou's birthday, she had still made the things Luo Ye liked to eat.
For the two of them, birthday celebrations no longer distinguished between whose birthday it was. After all, neither of them celebrated birthdays alone.
When they were together, it meant the two of them celebrated together.
By having a nice meal together.
Following the scent, Qin Yuwen slipped inside. While Luo Ye and Su Baizhou were both in the kitchen and had not noticed her, she quietly sat down at the dining table, already prepared to eat.
Not long afterward, Luo Ye