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"Senior, please take a seat. I'll go get you some tea."
He Lin Cheng sat on the sofa, glancing around the living room. The decor was simple and elegant, with beige sofas adorned with a vase of fresh flowers, creating a clean and comfortable atmosphere. A few stray dog hairs remained on the sofa.
Yun Li went to the kitchen and retrieved a tea cake from the upper cabinet. She filled the kettle with water and set it to boil. Opening the packaging, she broke off a piece and placed it in a teacup, waiting for the water to heat up.
As the kettle continued to boil, Yun Li worried that He Lin Cheng might feel bored alone, so she stepped out to chat with him.
"It'll take a little while longer. My dad says this is Pu-erh tea. I've learned a bit about brewing tea from him. You can try it later and see how I do."
Yun Li's tone was noticeably more distant than before.
He Lin Cheng chuckled softly. "I don’t really know much about tea either; as long as it’s drinkable, that’s fine by me."
Yun Li sat upright, suddenly at a loss for words, feeling a bit awkward. Noticing her discomfort, He Lin Cheng reassured her, "You don’t have to feel burdened. Let’s just interact like we used to."
Yun Li smiled faintly.
He Lin Cheng looked at her and said, "Yun Li, I was serious about what I just said. Can I pursue you?"
His words were gentle and soothing, unlike Jiang Shiyu's forceful and domineering demeanor.
"Senior, I consider you a very special friend. Rather than a romantic partner, I would prefer to have you as a lifelong friend. Besides, I might not have the courage to love someone again. I’m afraid that might disappoint you."
He Lin Cheng maintained his calm demeanor, his words comforting and never offensive.
"Yun Li, this decision comes after careful consideration. I've had feelings for you for quite some time now, especially with everything that has happened over the years. Since we are both single, I believe it might be fate. All I ask is for this opportunity; whether you can come to like me is up to my efforts."
Yun Li got up to turn off the fire and began to brew tea, pouring it into the teapot only after the third attempt. She emerged with a cup and the teapot, the transparent vessel revealing a reddish-brown liquid, a color that had developed from long storage.
She poured a cup for him and placed it in front of him. "Senior, give it a try."
He Lin Cheng took the cup, blew on it gently, and took a small sip, savoring the flavor. He smiled and nodded; the tea was rich and aromatic!
"If you like it, there’s plenty more. You can take some with you later as an apology."
Downstairs, Jiang Shiyu sat beside the director on a lounge chair, each looking somewhat forlorn with their respective dog. Jiang Shiyu lazily ran her fingers through the director's fur. "Are you hungry?"
"Even if I am, I have to wait until that kid comes down to feed you."
The director let out a soft whine.
Shu Ran and Cheng Zhou approached from another direction, spotting Jiang Shiyu and the director sitting in the chairs.
"What are you doing here?" Shu Ran asked.
Seeing the director, she quickly realized something and smirked. "Oh, you got kicked out? Looks like the director got dragged along too—serves you right."
Jiang Shiyu shot her a cold glance before her gaze fell on the sight of their intertwined hands. "We’re not from the same world; don’t come near us."
Shu Ran scoffed lightly. "You think we want to? We just wanted to laugh at your misfortune."
"We're leaving," Shu Ran said as she and Cheng Zhou walked away.
The man and his old dog were left in solitude once more.
Shu Ran had the key and opened the door directly. As she changed her shoes, she remarked, "Jiang Shiyu and the director are downstairs; you can't imagine how pitiful they look—hilarious! I could die laughing."
As she turned around, she saw He Lin Cheng sitting on the sofa and Yun Li standing up. The atmosphere felt oddly tense.
"Senior He, what are you doing here?" Shu Ran's eyes darted back and forth between them, clearly misunderstanding the situation.
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