You are like the warm sun

Chapter 19 His Compromise
"Knock Knock Knock-"

Tang Wan came to the door of 201 with a bag on her back and a plastic bag in her hand and knocked several times.

No one came to open the door.

Her eyebrows twitched and she couldn't help but think of the worst.

He wouldn't be playing suicide in there alone again...

"Click."

The door that opened in front of her interrupted the dangerous speculations in her mind in time.

The young man who opened the door looked down at her. His black hair was a little messy, with a tuft of hair sticking up. His delicate eyebrows were shrouded in a hint of gloom.

Tang Wan smiled at him: "Shao Zhouci, good morning."

He pretended to close the door.

She quickly stretched out her leg and blocked it with her foot. If he closed the door, her foot would definitely be caught.

Shao Zhouci held the door handle and stared at her expressionlessly.

She looked back calmly.

"..."

The two of them stood facing each other at the door for a few seconds. Finally, he withdrew his hand, turned around dejectedly, and looked as if he didn't care.

Tang Wan pursed her lips and smiled.

She carried her things in, put down her backpack, and then put the plastic bag in her hand into the kitchen. She took out the things one by one, "Since you gave me extra money yesterday, I bought you some vegetables. The vegetables in the refrigerator are all wilted and can't be eaten. I also bought some fruit..."

The living room was silent.

She looked back and saw him slumped on the sofa with a listless look on his face.

He has been in a low mood since yesterday.

Looking at the tightly closed curtains, Tang Wan thought for a moment, walked over and opened them a little. Warm sunlight poured in through the window gaps, and the light and shadows danced on the coffee table like elves.

Shao Zhouci raised his hands to cover his eyes, "Close it."

"Getting some sun will make you feel better." He put down his hand, pursed his red lips, and his face was full of rejection.

"Can you open it a little? It's too dark in the room and I can't see clearly." The girl's voice was as gentle and pleasant as the Wu dialect in the misty Jiangnan region.

"There is a light."

"Leaving lights on during the day wastes electricity."

"..." Shao Zhouci pursed his lips in annoyance, turned his back to the window, and said, "Whatever you say."

He compromised again.

From yesterday to today, he seemed to have been too indulgent towards her. He wanted to refuse, but whenever he was met with her gentle kindness, the resistance in his heart turned into compromise when he spoke it out loud.

He buried his head in the pillow in frustration.

Tang Wan thought he was sleepy and did not disturb him.

At half past eleven, she went into the kitchen.

After washing the tomatoes and carrots, she was about to cut them into pieces with a kitchen knife, but there was no kitchen knife in the kitchen. Then she suddenly remembered something.

When she left this morning, she was afraid that he would commit suicide with a knife again when he was alone at home, so she put away all the sharp objects in the house.

She wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, then went to the sofa and looked at the person lying on it.

At home, he was dressed casually. Without the baggy school uniform, his lean, slender figure was clearly visible, a delight to the eyes. At this moment, one of his legs was slightly bent, his right hand covering his eyes, his injured left hand resting delicately on his abdomen. His sleeping posture was casual yet somewhat dignified.

Tang Wan's gaze lingered on his straight, slender legs for two seconds, and she tried her best to remain calm.

She bent down, reached for a bag under the sofa, and took it out carefully. Just when she was halfway there, the person on the sofa moved.

Suddenly, she was as if she had been cast into a spell and could not move.

Shao Zhouci raised his arm slightly and tilted his head to look at the girl who was very close to him. His eyes were a little confused and his voice was hoarse, "What are you doing?"

Tang Wan was silent for two seconds, then calmly dragged the bag out from under the sofa and said, "Get something."

He glanced at it, not quite interested or curious.

(End of this chapter)