My Wife Came From A Thousand Years Ago

Chapter 13: Traces Are Always Left Behind

When it came to explaining why humans eat junk food while cats get fancy cat food, Xu Qing struggled to find a good answer and ended up brushing it off with a vague "You'll understand later."

Happiness, after all, is something felt, not easily explained.

As the evening grew darker, Xu Qing left his small Penguin account running on the computer, opened the chat window, and reminded himself repeatedly that he wouldn't just talk through the screen; he'd use the Thousand-Mile Voice feature. He then left home alone, taking the bus to meet Qin Hao at their agreed spot.

"Hey, Haozi, where are you?"

"Over here! Over here!"

Qin Hao, who had arrived first, was already sitting in a corner of the food stall, munching on edamame and waving him over.

“Hey, you’re looking darker! It’s so late, I almost didn’t see you.”

Spotting Qin Hao, Xu Qing laughed as he walked over. "Officer Qin, hard at work, I see."