In the early morning, Huai Shi woke up in his tent and heard a boiling sound from outside.
He got up, still groggy, unzipped the tent, and saw a pot set up in the middle of the campsite with thick soup already boiling inside.
The tent next to him had already been taken down halfway.
Lily looked at the two tent poles in her hand that seemed to have been snapped by her own doing, completely baffled. "This should be the way to pack it up, right? That's what the instructions say…"
Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh. "You're holding the instructions upside down."
"Eh? Oh…"
Lily was first taken aback, then she had a realization, and immediately stiffened. Turning her head and seeing Huai Shi, she subconsciously hid the broken tent behind her.
"You're up?"
"Yeah, I went to bed early last night," Huai Shi rubbed his messy hair. "Didn't we say we were going to see the waterfall today? I thought I'd get up early to prepare breakfast... You made soup?"
"Yeah."
