At two in the afternoon, Yan Wen woke to Xie Yunshu knocking on the door.
Mo Chengzhou opened the door. Xie Yunshu was already used to it. Even when the two slept separately, Yan Wen would go looking for Mo Chengzhou at night. She had seen it several times herself. Besides, there was nothing strange about a young couple sleeping together, and she trusted Mo Chengzhou's character.
Xie Yunshu held a bowl of beef noodle soup in clear broth. "Xiao Wen still hadn't gotten up, and I was worried going without food would upset his stomach, so I brought him some noodles. Xiao Cheng, sorry for the trouble, but please make sure Xiao Wen eats them."
Mo Chengzhou took the bowl. "Of course, Auntie."
"Sorry for the trouble. I'll head downstairs, then."
Mo Chengzhou set the bowl on the bedside table, bent down, and softly called Yan Wen's name. After a few calls, Yan Wen stirred and opened his bleary eyes.
Mo Chengzhou slipped his hands under Yan Wen's arms and lifted him into a sitting position against the headboard, with a pillow behind his back. Then he picked up the bowl, lifted a mouthful of noodles with the chopsticks, blew on them to cool them, and brought them to Yan Wen's lips.
The aroma made Yan Wen open his eyes in surprise. Seeing the noodles already at his lips, he opened his mouth and ate them. The scallion-scented noodles slid down into his stomach, banishing the last of his drowsiness.
"Delicious!"
"Auntie brought these up and told me to make sure you finished them. You didn't even have lunch, and she was worried about your stomach."
Yan Wen nodded and lowered his head to eat the noodles Mo Chengzhou held out. "Did you have lunch, then? What did you