(Guys, you can reread the previous chapter. I got the chapter order wrong; the previous chapter was today's first chapter.)
Three minutes later, at He Zheng's home.
"Ye Lin, you mean He Zheng still has something to take care of?"
"What on earth is he doing? He's always like this. Once he goes out, he doesn't even call home. I'm so scared something might happen to him."
In the living room, Yang Qiao brought Ye Lin a glass of water, then went on with her housework, grumbling about He Zheng's impatience. Though she complained, there was more worry than reproach in her words.
After softly reassuring Yang Qiao that nothing would happen, Ye Lin looked around the room.
The birthday hat An Ke had prepared for He Zheng last time was still sitting on the living room cabinet. A complicated look crossed Ye Lin's eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to be back there again.
Before he knew it, Ye Lin had become lost in thought. Before he could snap out of it, Yang Qiao suddenly seemed to remember something. She rummaged around, found a key, and held it out to him.
"Oh, right, Ye Lin."
"He Zheng told me that if you came back before him one day, and he wasn't back yet, I should give you this key."
"I think he left something for you."
Ye Lin froze for a moment. Looking at Yang Qiao holding out the key, he seemed to realize something, and his gaze instinctively shifted toward the locked door.
One minute later.
Although Yang Qiao was also curious about what He Zheng had left behind, he had specifically told her not to look.
Ye Lin glanced back at Yang Qiao, who was cooking in the kitchen. He stepped into the room, then