He went out for a run, and Bai Zhi felt relieved; otherwise, the two of them being in the same house would indeed be awkward.
Breakfast was easy to prepare: porridge was cooked, then omelets were made, and finally two small side dishes were made using things from the fridge. That was about it.
By the time he returned, the meal was just being served.
Duan Xingzhi came back from outside, all sweaty from the run. As soon as he entered the house, he saw her placing things on the table. The warm aroma made the scene in front of him seem somewhat unreal, yet surprisingly comforting.
Bai Zhi saw him return and smiled, "Back already? You should go shower first, then come to eat."
Duan Xingzhi responded, returned to the room to shower, and when he came back out, he had already changed into the shirt he had to wear for work, once again that familiar cool and indifferent look that Bai Zhi knew.
