"L-Lin Tian?"
Gan Yan Yu pressed one hand against the crack in the door, her eyes wide.
Lin Tian did not waste words with Gan Yan Yu. He grabbed the doorknob and prepared to pull the door open.
A flash of panic immediately crossed Gan Yan Yu's face, and she quickly grabbed the doorknob from inside as well.
But how could that malnourished little body possibly compete with Lin Tian?
Lin Tian easily pulled the door open.
Along with it, the girl stumbled and fell out.
"Ah!"
She landed squarely in Lin Tian's arms.
The girl clutched at Lin Tian's clothes and looked up.
Before her stood Lin Tian, his brows deeply furrowed, though his eyes held a trace of helplessness.
Gan Yan Yu knew.
She could not run away now, even if she tried.
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It had only been a week since Lin Tian had last come to Gan Yan Yu's home.
Yet the apartment had already become this messy.
Beer cans littered the floor, from all sorts of brands and flavors.
So she was trying to stay awake while sampling different flavors too, was she?
The trash can was stuffed full of takeout containers.
Gan Yan Yu had clearly promised Lin Tian that when he was not home at noon to cook, she would still eat properly.
And this was what she called eating properly? Convenience store boxed meals and thirteen-yuan pork trotter rice?
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Lin Tian cleaned up all of Gan Yan Yu's trash.
He even packed up the various meal boxes and tossed them outside the front door.
Gan Yan Yu sat on the sofa, with her cello beside her.
Curled into a ball, she watched everything before her helplessly and blankly.
Like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for the judgment about to