Han Xin didn't respond immediately. Instead, he placed a small food bag on the desk, his movements deliberate. "I am sorry," he said, his voice steady but sincere.
"I should have told you yesterday where I was going and how long I would take. I have never been in a relationship before, and I have a lot to learn."
Xiang Yu blinked, caught off guard. He hadn't expected the apology to come so easily, without argument or resistance. A small smile tugged at his lips as he leaned back in the chair. "Well," he said, his tone lighter now, "at least you admit when you are wrong."
Han Xin nodded, his expression softening just a fraction. "This is my apology gift," he said, gesturing to the food bag.
Xiang Yu's curiosity was piqued, and he reached for the bag and opened it. Inside were neatly stacked bento boxes, filled with colorful fruits and a rich, hearty breakfast.
