Bab 67: Ai, the candy machine

Thick blanket of snow had covered Beijing city as the first morning of the year arrived. The clouds were grey and a light rain of snow was still adding more layers to the already thick blanket.

Jun served two bread toast slices with full-fried eggs on each on two separate plates. He slid one plate towards Ai's side of the chair.

He waited in silence.

Ai didn't come out of her room.

Jun had expected this. He glanced towards her room's door for a moment.

To his slight surprise, the door opened and Ai stepped out all showered and dressed. She silently took her seat and pulled the plate closer to her.

Usually, she would always thank him for making the breakfast. But today, talking to him about anything was a task as huge as a mountain after last night.

They hadn't spoken a word to each other since they shared that kiss. They had quietly gone back to their own rooms, but nobody could get a wink of sleep.