After taking Little Cicada out for a ride and having a late-night snack, Chen Shi'an got home a little later than usual.
Chen Shi'an opened the door carrying a takeaway box of stir-fried rice noodles. As soon as he stepped inside, he smelled the sweet fragrance of sweet soup.
"Sister Wanyin."
"You're back, Shi'an?"
Hearing him, Li Wanyin leaned out of the kitchen to look.
She looked as though she had only recently finished showering. She wore a cotton house jacket and cotton slippers, with a stretch of fair, delicate ankle showing between her slippers and the hems of her pajama pants.
She had washed the dirty clothes Chen Shi'an had changed out of for his evening shower along with her own. They were fluttering together on the drying rack on the balcony, including a black-and-white school uniform-the outfit she had worn for her return to high school.
"Are you making Tremella Sweet Soup, Sister Wanyin?" Chen Shi'an asked with a smile as he changed his shoes.
"Yes~ I haven't made sweet soup in ages. I happened to have tremella, red dates, and snow pears, so I made some. It's still quite dry these days, so it'll help moisten things up." Li Wanyin returned to the kitchen and took out two bowls to fill, looking back to tell him, "It's ready. You can have some first, Shi'an."
"Okay. Little Cicada just treated me to a late-night snack. I brought back some stir-fried rice noodles for you too."
"Really! Do you still have room for sweet soup, then...?"
"I do. My throat's dry after eating those noodles."
Chen Shi'an carried the box of noodles over and sat down at the dining table.
Li Wanyin walked gracefully out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of sweet soup. Fat Cat liked sticking close