"This is a gift."
Zhu Qingyue handed the bag she was holding to Li Qinglian.
"If you're going to come, just come, no need for gifts."
Despite saying that, Sister Lian's expression clearly became more cheerful, and she laughed heartily as she took the bag.
"It's chocolate."
The class president whispered to Lin Xingjie, who was standing silently next to the table.
"The very sweet kind, remember to eat it, or it will go bad."
"...Okay."
The long-haired girl nodded slightly.
"You guys entertain her, I'm going back to my room to tidy up a bit."
Li Qinglian was currently in a disheveled state, indeed not fit to meet guests. She patted her own brother's shoulder and headed towards her bedroom.
Leaving the three young people standing in the living room looking at each other.
The room was not spacious; it was fine for moving around normally, but it now seemed a bit crowded.
Zhu Qingyue glanced at the two bowls of dishes on the table and said with a smile,
"Thank you, Xiangyang."