Beichuan Si got out of the car and put his phone back in his pocket before he hurried home.
At home, in addition to Shen Gu Mirai, there was Beichuan Huili.
She said she had been brought home by Qianye Yuki around five in the afternoon.
Moreover, Beichuan Huili had been unusually spry lately; she even took the initiative to cook for Shen Gu Mirai.
This gave Beichuan Si a bit of a shock as well as a sense of pleased nostalgia—
At any rate, it was a relief that his sister wasn't as listless as she used to be.
Beichuan Si put on an apron to help with the cooking.
With the Beichuan siblings' help, Shen Gu Mirai felt much less pressure and was able to finish preparing the meal.
By the time dinner was over, it was already past eight o'clock.
"Is it this late already?" Shen Gu Mirai asked in surprise after washing the dishes.
She wiped her pale hands on the apron, then took it off and hung it on the wall: "Mr. Temple, it's about time for me to leave."
