The aroma of stir-fried vegetables filled the kitchen as Lu Nian stood by the stove, carefully stirring the food. In the living room, Auntie sat comfortably on the sofa, eyes fixed on the drama playing on the television.
Yichen walked into the kitchen, his voice light with surprise.
"Lu Nian, what's this? A sudden surprise?"
Lu Nian glanced over his shoulder, forcing a small smile.
"I… moved back here."
"So suddenly?" Yichen frowned, curiosity in his eyes.
Lu Nian hesitated, his fingers tightening around the spatula as if he were trying to suppress something inside. His smile faltered, but he quickly masked it with a playful tone.
"Ah… I missed you. That's why I decided to move back again."
Before Yichen could respond, a familiar voice cut through the air.
"Seriously?"
Zhaoyan appeared at the doorway, his sharp gaze locked onto Lu Nian. Lu Nian's expression shifted, the corners of his lips stiffening as he turned back to the stove, refusing to meet Zhaoyan's eyes.
