The afternoon sun was golden, filtering through the dense foliage of the Small Ye Rong trees into shifting beams, then piercing the glass windows to dapple the table.
Zhou Li bowed his head to eat, and the spots of light danced onto his face.
Li Nan couldn't help but imagine Zhou Li's fair, delicate face getting sunburned into a Dalmatian pattern. She chuckled quietly.
"What are you laughing at?"
"My wife just had a baby."
"What?"
"Nothing. Have you decided on your university choices?"
"I have."
"Where are you applying?"
"Caiyun Province. If my scores are high enough, I'll go to Caiyun University; if they're a bit lower, then Chunming Institute of Technology."
