Fried chicken and bubble tea, potato chips and cookies, she sat next to him and ate for quite a while. Probably because she was too full, she went to lie down on the sofa by herself.
She played games on her phone for a bit, and after a while, it finally quieted down around her.
She fell asleep.
He looked at the time and saw that it wasn't early. Staring at the mess on the table, he just frowned slightly, got up, went to the lounge, and brought a thin blanket to cover her. He adjusted the air conditioner to a higher temperature and then resigned himself to cleaning up the table, putting the leftover food into a bag and placing it by the table.
After finishing all that, he sat back in front of the computer. His gaze fell on that glass of juice. He inserted a straw, took a sip, and found it a bit cold, but his heart felt warm.
Looking sideways at her on the sofa, his originally stern face softened a lot, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips.
