On the drive back.
Dim streetlight filtered into the car through the windows.
Fu Hanchuan's gaze kept straying inadvertently to the boy's hair. Those gray-and-white floppy ears still drooped, their black edges blurred in the dim light, making them look like rabbit ears growing from his head.
Fu Hanchuan's lips curved faintly without betraying anything.
Wen Yanyu lowered his head and worked on a sweet potato, peeling away its skin bit by bit to reveal the sweet, soft flesh inside.
Fu Hanchuan froze at the sight of the sweet potato held out to him.
Wen Yanyu said, "Let's eat together."
Fu Hanchuan accepted it in a daze.
Wen Yanyu peeled another sweet potato.
The sweet scent of roasted sweet potatoes filled the car.
Fu Hanchuan took a small bite. A faint sweetness touched his tongue, and as he swallowed, warmth spread to his stomach, warming his whole body along with it.
Sweet and soft.
He had a large appetite, and the sweet potato wasn't particularly big. He finished it in a few bites.
Seeing this.
Wen Yanyu moved to peel another one for him.
Fu Hanchuan suddenly reached out and caught the boy's wrist. Leaning closer, he took a bite of the sweet potato that had only had two or three bites taken out of it, under the boy's puzzled gaze.
???
Wen Yanyu was baffled. "Are you hungry? I can just peel another one for you. Why are you eating mine?"
Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes to look at him. In the dim yellow light, his gray-blue eyes were as clear as aquamarines, their usual coolness softened a little.
Fu Hanchuan braced his left hand against the seat back and held Wen Yanyu's wrist in his right. His hand was long-fingered and strong, with well-defined knuckles, and he gripped