Just after seven in the morning, Fu Ying bought breakfast on her way to the hospital.
The man was washing up, his head lowered as he repeatedly rinsed his face with clear water, the droplets sliding down from his forehead, along his nose bridge to his chin before dripping down.
The water traced down his neck, pooling on his collarbone.
Fu Ying blushed as she watched, quickly averting her eyes.
The scene felt a bit provocative to her.
"Why are you here?" Shen Liguang took a clean towel to dry his face, "I need to go to the station soon."
"I came to see Aunty, and I brought breakfast for you guys as well. You should eat before you leave."
Shen Liguang nodded: "Okay."
He ate quickly, finishing a bowl of wontons in just a few minutes, then got ready to go.
Fu Ying walked him out of the hospital. Before getting into the car, he pulled Fu Ying close for a kiss. With people coming and going at the hospital entrance, Fu Ying's cheeks turned red, and she stepped back.
