The scorching sun was broiling the earth, and Qin Yang quickened his pace.
Before reaching the front gate, he saw Li Wei entering from outside, holding in his hand that letter of his.
"Got it back for you, told you there's no need to come out. On such a hot day, why insist on running all this way? What's the rush?"
Is this the same Mr. Qin that I know?
Think back to a year ago, a letter from home could sit on his desk for an entire day. He'd only open it after work, not wanting it to distract from his job.
And look at him now. Just a moment ago, he was still hunched over, drawing.
Qin Yang hummed indifferently, took the letter, and begun to read it as he walked.
Li Wei peeked over with curiosity, "Ah, I can tell right away it's a letter from your sister-in-law. Such neat handwriting. What does it say? 'Dear...'"
Qin Yang shifted the letter aside and gave him a nudge with his foot, "Go stand over there."
