There was silence in the study for a while.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and cupped his hands. "Second Young Miss, I ought to get back to studying. Remember to have your breakfast."
With that, he turned around and left.
Squeak.
The door opened.
Luo Qingzhou walked out and quickly disappeared into the courtyard outside.
The house returned to silence.
Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. A bird flew down from the roof and landed on the peach blossom tree in the courtyard. It tilted its head and chirped as if it was puzzled by the abnormally quiet place.
The door of the study room was gently pushed open.
Qiu'er walked in with a bowl of freshly heated porridge and placed it on the table. She stood at the side and looked at the weak girl on the bed with heartache. She could not help but say, "Miss, about what First Young Miss told you this morning…"