After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan opened the door, her voice trembling with surprise: "You wanted to see me? Is something wrong?"

This was the first time Chen Mo had come to knock on the door since she moved in.

Chen Mo, dressed in casual clothes, stood at the door somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting her to come and open the door so quickly.

"I'm fine."

"The company bought some fruit, and I saw that Xiaoman liked some of it, so I brought a whole box back."

As he spoke, he held up the box of fruit in his hand.

Lan Yujuan quickly took it, then stepped aside to open the door and said politely:

"Would you like to come in and have a seat? I'm making tea."

"Alright."

Chen Mo went inside.

Lan Yujuan stood frozen at the doorway, looking at herself in her pajamas, somewhat bewildered.

She was just being polite, why did he actually come inside?

She hadn't thought much of it when she lived with her parents; guests are guests.

Right now, she lives alone and is single. Even though she trusts Chen Mo's character, she still feels a bit strange.

"Do you need to change your shoes?" Chen Mo stopped next to the shoe cabinet and asked politely.

"Oh, just a moment." Lan Yujuan didn't have time to think much, so she quickly closed the door and went over to get the slippers.

Chen Mo looked at the pair of men's slippers at his feet, which were the perfect size, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As he changed his shoes, he secretly glanced at the slippers Lan Yujuan was wearing.

It looks like this is a couple's item.

When Lan Yujuan noticed that he had taken a liking to the style of the slippers, fearing he might misunderstand, she quickly explained:

"These slippers you're wearing are the ones I got for my dad."

Afraid that Chen Mo wouldn't believe her, she also opened the shoe cabinet and pointed to another pair of unopened women's slippers inside, saying:

"Look, there's another pair inside, it's for my mom, the same pair as the ones I'm wearing."

Chen Mo touched his nose and nodded calmly.

"Oh, you have good taste!"

"These slippers are quite comfortable. Maybe you can buy me a couple more pairs later?"

Lan Yujuan smiled and agreed, "No problem!"

"Please sit wherever you like, what would you like some tea?" she said to Chen Mo as she walked towards the bar.

"Either is fine." Chen Mo naturally walked to the sofa and sat down, looking around the newly renovated house.

The last time he came in, the house was empty; now it's completely full.

On the soft, comfortable sofa, there are many dolls, and in the corner, green plants bask in the sunlight, their leaves glowing green.

The toys scattered on the carpet, the coffee table with a fruit platter, and the steaming water bar not far away—everywhere is filled with the atmosphere of daily life.

Even though the little guy had already started kindergarten, he could still picture him running around and chattering away on the street stalls.

Chen Mo gradually relaxed, leaned back on the sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.

He rubbed his temples and gave a helpless smile.

That little guy is so noisy, he's making me sleepy...

"The tea is ready!"

"Chen Mo?"

Lan Yujuan stood by the sofa with two cups of tea, looking at Chen Mo who had fallen asleep as soon as he lay down, and was completely speechless.

She gently put down her teacup, turned around, went back to her room to get a light blanket, and couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"This guy, he fell asleep so quickly!"

"They probably took some kind of sleeping potion before going inside, right?"

If it weren't for the shadows under his eyes and the obvious weariness in them, she would have seriously doubted whether his insomnia was real!

Lan Yujuan covered him with a thin blanket, drew the curtains in the living room, and then took the tea back to her desk to continue working.

Before we knew it, it was noon.

Lan Yujuan stretched and got up to prepare lunch.

If the living room hadn't been so dark, she would have almost forgotten that someone was sleeping on the sofa.

She quietly approached and took a look. Excellent!

She was just leaning against the sofa to sleep, but now she has consciously taken off her shoes, rolled up her blanket, and is lying flat on her sofa.

Lan Yujuan didn't bother him. After closing the kitchen door, she started cooking.

At lunchtime, she eats alone, cooking a bowl of noodles or steaming rice, along with a dish and soup.

But today there was an extra "guest" at home, so she was going to add an extra dish, since there were plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator.

She started simmering the pork rib soup in the morning, and then added some chopped carrots and corn, continuing to simmer it.

After steaming the rice, she stir-fried tomatoes and eggs, and also added a dish of stir-fried pork with chili peppers.

As the aroma of stir-fried pork with chili peppers began to waft from the pan, the kitchen glass door creaked open.

Lan Yujuan turned around and saw Chen Mo leaning against the door frame, still sleepy, looking at her.

I'm hungry too.

Lan Yujuan chuckled, "Mm!"

"Go back and wash your face. Dinner will be served in five minutes. Just leave the door open."

Anyway, only their two families live on this floor right now, and the doors are open, so she doesn't have to run back and forth.

Both of them were hungry, so after sitting down, they each started eating.

After spending half a day together, the initial sense of distance I felt when I opened the door in the morning had quietly disappeared.

"We have a three-day holiday for Qingming Festival. Do you have any plans?" Chen Mo asked when he had a moment.

Lan Yujuan said while picking up some food:

"I'll go home first and accompany my parents to pay respects to our ancestors."

"Then I'll take a day to take Xiaoman to the amusement park."

"There's one day left. I haven't decided yet; I'll probably just stay home and rest!"

"And you?"

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then said calmly:

"I've been fine for three days, I should rest at home."

Lan Yujuan glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.

He grew up abroad with his older sister and probably doesn't have the custom of paying respects to ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

As for his claim that he would rest at home for three days, she simply didn't believe it.

With the layout of his bedroom, it's no different from working overtime than supposedly for rest.

The two were eating and chatting when they suddenly heard a "ding~" sound.

Lan Yujuan looked up in surprise. Why was the sound of the elevator so clear today?

Upon closer inspection, both the doors to rooms 801 and 802 were wide open.

Before she could react, a familiar-looking old lady appeared in the corridor, looking left and right for the door number.

"802? Which one is 802?"

Lan Yujuan sensed something was wrong, and kicked Chen Mo under the table, whispering:

"They're looking for you, go back right now!"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, wiped his mouth after finishing his meal, and whispered:

"Okay, I'll head back now."

"However, you promised to help before, so don't tell anyone."

More than a month later, Lan Yujuan had almost forgotten that she had promised to help him with this matter.

Now that he realized what had happened, he quickly nodded, feeling guilty, and said:

"Yes, I remember."

Lan Yujuan silently drank her soup, trying her best not to make a sound.

Thinking that the two people in the hallway would come into the house, she quickly went to close the door.

That old lady from the Qin family outside the door is unreasonable and has a bad temper; she really doesn't want to provoke her at all.

"What do you want?" Chen Mo asked, standing at the door.

The old lady glanced at the empty 802, then at 801 behind Chen Mo, and decisively went into 801.

"Let's go inside and talk about it!"

As soon as she entered the house, the old lady stared at the shoe cabinet by the door and froze.

Not far away, Lan Yujuan, who was still dawdling over her meal, was completely dumbfounded.

She frantically winked at Chen Mo: Hurry up and take the old lady home! What's the point of coming to her house?

"You two are living together?" The old lady was shocked.