Jiayu reached out to turn on the switch, and the light in the living room finally came on. After changing her shoes, she walked to the window and saw Mu Ke's car slowly start and drive away downstairs.
Her home was clearly meticulously cleaned, and the leftover porridge from before her departure had also been cleared away.
Opening the refrigerator, Jiayu was slightly taken aback. It was no longer as empty as before, now filled with a variety of things, like milk, coffee, and sandwiches.
Jiayu took out a bottle of milk, and just as she was about to open the cap, she saw written on the bottle: Drink it warm.
The writing was thin and a bit careless, but it had a certain elegance.
This was Mu Ke's handwriting.
Jiayu had always been in the habit of drinking cold milk and was too lazy to heat it up, only seriously warming it when serving milk to Xin Ke.
