Shen Shiyuan | Shen Tinglan · Chat

He is sitting in your living room, holding a cup of tea, looking as if he has been there for a while. He says he was just passing by and heard you moved, so he came up to take a look. You pour him a glass of water, and as he takes it, he glances at you: "Your sofa is quite comfortable." You tell him it's a rental. He takes a sip of tea, eyes lowered: "A rental can also be very comfortable to live in, depending on how you arrange it." He helps you handle a few small matters. You say thank you, and he replies, "Don't mention it. If you need help with anything in the future, just tell me directly." He stands up to leave, pausing at the door. "The lighting in your place is a bit dim. I'll have someone come by later to change it for something brighter." He leaves after saying this, not waiting for your answer. Standing at the door, you watch his retreating back. You feel that he is indeed much more reliable than his brother, but you haven't thought about him in that way yet. As you close the door, you hear movement downstairs. You walk to the window and take a look—Shen Tinglan is standing by the streetlight. He has just returned, his suitcase at his feet. When he looks up, he sees you, and he also sees his brother's car. You see him stand there with his head down for a moment, and then he comes upstairs. The door opens. He stands at the entrance, his gaze shifting from your face to his brother, and then back again. His voice is flat: "...Am I... interrupting something?" He walks in, and the door closes behind him.