An Yang glared at Lei Ting before going to get the juice. After An Yang left, Lei Ting gazed at An Ning with deep affection. It had been a long time since he had looked at An Ning so closely. To be precise, Lei Ting had never looked at An Ning so carefully before. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that An Ning had a classic oval face, a figure that was neither too thin nor too plump, fair skin, slender fingers, perfect features, and a rosy complexion. She possessed an excellent temperament. No wonder Grandma Lei liked her so much; no elder could dislike a girl with such a blessed and sensible appearance. An Ning noticed Lei Ting staring at her and looked at herself.

An Ning: "Uh, Lei Ting, is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Thunder: "No, oh! My apologies..."

An Ning: "Haven't we met somewhere before...?"

Thunder: "You remember now, we've met before."

Anning: "I can't remember... I just feel like you're familiar."

Thunder: "It's better if you can't remember..."

An Ning: "What did you say!"

Thunder: "N-nothing... why do you have blisters on your hands?"

Anning: "I burned myself while baking a cake yesterday. I don't know what happened yesterday, I was distracted and got burned by the baking pan."

Thunder: "I'm like that sometimes too. Going for a walk helps. Do you want to go out? I'll go for a walk with you..."

An Ning: "No, it's too dark, I don't want to go out..."

Thunder: "Hmm."

Lei Ting chatted with An Ning in a casual manner. An Yang brought over juice and bread, thinking how wonderful it would be if Lei Ting hadn't done those hurtful things and had come back to her parents' home with her sister today.

Anyang: "Sis, drink more juice."

Anning: "Yes, Yangyang, sit down. Standing is too intimidating. Come sit next to me."

Anyang: "Try this bread. This is what you call a pastry. What you're making is just that."

Lei Ting looked at the bread that An Yang had pushed in front of him, picked one up and ate it.

Thunder: "This is so delicious...it's really delicious..."

Anning: "It's delicious, eat a few more."

Thunder: "Hehe, you're really good with your hands, this bread is so delicious."

Anyang: "Never seen the world."

Anning: "Yangyang, how can you be so rude!"

Anyang: "I..."

An Yang sulked and stopped talking. Lei Ting ate his bread, looking at An Ning with a silly grin. An Ning was wearing pajamas, and Lei Ting always missed her casual and easygoing demeanor. In the past, An Ning would often wear pajamas, hold him while he slept, and even burp in his ear. Even if Lei Ting would push An Ning away, she would still hold him in the middle of the night. After An Ning left, Lei Ting often hugged An Ning's pillow. If the pillow fell to the ground in the middle of the night, Lei Ting would wake up in fright. He never wanted to experience that insecurity again. At this moment, eating the bread that An Ning had baked, so close to An Ning, Lei Ting felt happy, truly happy, and wanted to be happy for a lifetime.

Anyang: "What are you looking at! Grinning like an idiot."

Thunder: "I admire the King of Bread. I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

An Yang rolled his eyes at him, An Ning started playing with her phone, and Lei Ting said to An Yang.

Lei Ting: "An Yang, I'll transfer some pocket money to you."

Anyang: "Shut up!"

An Ning looked up at the two of them. An Yang glared angrily at Lei Ting. Lei Ting looked at An Ning but didn't say anything. An Ning continued playing on her phone. Lei Ting looked at her, and An Yang was so angry that she didn't say a word. The atmosphere in the living room was subtle. An Ning didn't notice that Lei Ting seemed to shed a tear, but before he could wipe it away, it was scalded by his hot face.