By the time the last dish was washed, it was already light outside.
After tidying up the kitchen, Wen Linyu was ready to leave.
An Li huddled on the sofa, covered with a soft blanket, watching Wen Linyu eagerly.
"Did you used to take care of my aunt like this?"
An Li suddenly brought it up, causing Wen Linyu's expression to pause.
Wen Linyu didn't say anything, reaching for the jacket on the sofa, "Rest well."
"Wen Linyu."
Just as Wen Linyu was about to head out, An Li couldn't help but call out to him.
Her clear eyes sparkled, seemingly gathering all her courage to ask, "You used to care for me because of my aunt, and now, what's the reason?"
Wen Linyu had no answer.
Wen Linyu looked down at the door handle.
Some things he couldn't deceive himself about.
On the way to buy ingredients, Wen Linyu had pondered this question more than once.
He even wanted to ask himself whether it was really An Yeqiu's instructions that brought him here?
