Memories gathered once more.
Lu Qingyan bowed his head to press a kiss upon her forehead.
His voice was light and shallow, "Sweet dreams."
Then he returned to his office chair to bury himself in work.
Come noon, he had called Jiang Nanshu for lunch, taking her out to dine at a restaurant and then leading her back in the afternoon.
She was listless, not even feeling like touching her phone.
"Lu Qingyan, you're not keeping your word. I don't want to deal with you anymore," Jiang Nanshu propped her head up, her tone filled with dejection.
Lu Qingyan didn't seem to mind much, countering, "Is it unpleasant being with me?"
Jiang Nanshu thought for a few seconds before replying, "Not really. It's just that you have to work and can't accompany me all the time, so I get bored."
Considering Lu Qingyan's feelings, she couldn't voice anything that might hurt him.
As expected, Jiang Nanshu's response cheered him up a bit, and he relented, "Then I'll call Xu Xi to keep you company."
