She frowned and said, "Why is it sweet dumplings?"
"Don't you like sweets?" Nan Sichen turned to look at Qin Yin, he didn't remember her not eating sweet dumplings.
"I do like sweets, but I don't eat sweet dumplings..." Qin Yin quietly said.
"Hmm?" Nan Sichen was puzzled, "Why not?"
"Because that time you were very angry and smashed many things. I still remember the way the sweet dumpling syrup flowed off the table onto the floor, and the scene of your hands covered in blood and soaked with sweet dumpling sauce..." Qin Yin silently recalled that moment.
"I'm sorry." Nan Sichen hugged her tight, "It won't happen again."
"So, since that time, I decided never to eat sweet dumplings again." Qin Yin said.
"Okay!" Nan Sichen nodded, "Then I'll throw them away."
He poured the bowl of sweet dumplings into the trash bin.
Qin Yin held her stomach and said, "But I'm hungry."
"I'll cook some dumplings." Nan Sichen got up and headed to the kitchen.
