yunjin capital
the evening breeze blew into the house with the heat of the late summer. fu huan stood in the kitchen and poured water. the boiling water poured into the tea leaves in the glass. the dark green tea leaves stretched and rolled, just like her chaotic heart at this time.
there were countless deers living inside, and they were barging into her ribs.
when the wind blew, it was so suffocating that they could not breathe.
"huanhuan," fu qinyuan's voice came from beside her ear.
"what?" she turned her head to take a look.
"i'm going upstairs to change my clothes."
fu huan nodded, turned around, and ran upstairs. when he passed the living room, he caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye. he was talking to qiao zhichu, and it was obvious that the two were quite familiar with each other.
fu qinyuan was brewing tea, his brows furrowed. he was impatient and anxious, but he could only endure it.
