Shen Weiyi found her slippers and got up to go to the living room.
The house was quiet, save for the occasional sound of keyboard tapping.
Sheng Ting, holding his laptop, sat in the living room. The evening sun streamed in from the balcony, casting light on his figure and accentuating the contours of his face, as if a filter from an old time had been applied, gentle and hazy.
"Awake?" Hearing footsteps, Sheng Ting looked up and greeted her with a smile.
"Have I slept for long?" Shen Weiyi had just woken up and was still a bit disoriented.
Sheng Ting glanced at the time and said, "Yes, it’s almost five o’clock." That meant she had slept for over four hours.
She usually napped for about half an hour, so it was surprising that she had slept for so long this time.
Could it be that his bed was more comfortable?
But, it did indeed feel quite comfortable. She didn’t know what kind of mattress he had bought, but she might consider buying one herself to try.
As Shen Weiyi randomly thought about this, she heard Sheng Ting ask in a gentle voice, "Do you want some water?"
"Mm-hmm!" Shen Weiyi nodded.
She then saw Sheng Ting put down the laptop, get up, walk to the dining table to pour a cup of warm water, and come back to hand it to her saying, "Drink."
Shen Weiyi grabbed the cup and sat down on the couch. After drinking half the cup of water, her head cleared completely. Looking at his laptop screen on the sofa, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did you stay in the apartment all afternoon?"
If she remembered correctly, he was supposed to have a class that afternoon.
"Yes, I asked the professor for leave," Sheng Ting replied.
"Professor Zhuang’s class?" Shen Weiyi guessed based on the way he had mentioned the word ’professor.’
"Yes," Sheng Ting responded while continuing to sit next to her.
Shen Weiyi blinked and suddenly asked, "You didn’t tell him that you took leave to take care of me because I have a cold, did you?"
Shen Weiyi’s expression froze instantly.
Sheng Ting looked up at her and laughed, "I’m kidding. I told him I wasn’t feeling well and the professor advised me to rest properly."
This man was becoming increasingly improper, mixing truth and lies in a way that made it difficult to distinguish.
"There’s porridge simmering in the pot, would you like some?" Sheng Ting asked after teasing her.
"Mm-hmm!" Shen Weiyi touched her stomach, realizing she was indeed a bit hungry after her nap.
Sheng Ting put down his laptop, took her hand, and led her to the dining room saying, "You sit first, I’ll serve you." With that, he entered the kitchen.
Shen Weiyi looked at his retreating figure and suddenly felt that being taken care of was quite nice.
"What’s up?" Sheng Ting came out of the kitchen with the porridge and handed it to her. Seeing her staring intently at him, he couldn’t help but ask with a smile.
"No wonder they say the handsomest men are the ones who do housework. You look the handsomest to me right now," Shen Weiyi said with a laugh. "And, I just realized you really know how to take care of someone."
"So, do you want to move in? I can cook for you and take care of you every day," Sheng Ting suggested with a persuasive tone.
Shen Weiyi’s eyes flickered, a hint of discomfort crossing her face. She didn’t directly answer but changed the subject, "So, bringing me here to eat is your way of coaxing me to move in?"
"Yes!" To her surprise, he admitted openly.
Shen Weiyi: ... "Okay!" She nodded after a moment of silence.
"You agreed?" Sheng Ting paused, looking at her uncertainly.
Shen Weiyi raised her eyebrows, "Yes, my boyfriend is handsome and a great cook. It doesn’t seem like a loss to move in."
"Then after we eat, I’ll help you move your stuff from the dormitory," Sheng Ting said with a laugh.
Well, there’s really no need to rush...