The two consecutive, short responses stumped Song Qingchun. She did not know how to answer. After some time, she replied, "It's late, so why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Waiting for you to reach home."
It was a simple sentence, but it warmed Song Qingchun's heart. Before she realized she was in love with him, she would also have felt warmed when she received such messages from him, but now that she had faced the truth, the impact was much stronger; she could feel her love toward him intensifying.
Song Qingchun parked her car on the driveway, and as she stepped upstairs, she messaged him. "I'm home."
As if waiting for her message, Su Zhinian replied instantly. "Sleep soon."
"Okay, good night." Song Qingchun walked into the bathroom after she sent that reply.
Just like usual, she stepped out of the bathroom and leaned to glance at her phone; Su Zhinian's message already arrived. It consisted of the same two words in return. "Good night."