The scent of tea wafted throughout the room, diffusing a sense of warmth into the air.
Jiang Yuzhu gently set down her chopsticks, her mood becoming exceptionally peaceful in such an atmosphere, as the reflection of her tender smile shimmered in the tea cup before her.
Pei Tianxiong and Lin Ruoyun also concluded the cozy breakfast in turn.
Lin Ruoyun lightly stroked the tablecloth, her eyes softly gazing at Jiang Yuzhu, as if silently telling her that this was her home, and this warmth was the happiness that each morning would bring.
In Jiang Yuzhu's heart arose a faint desire to escape, believing that, after breakfast,
she could use it as an excuse to retreat into her own little world, to that space where she could still breathe freely.
Just as Jiang Yuzhu thought everything would return to calm, Lin Ruoyun's movements quietly stirred new ripples in the serene air.