Hua Yan gave He a bag: "Alright."
"I bought the barbecue, come down, we can sit on the cool bed and eat."
Hua Guoqiang glanced at her, "I think it's cooler here, you come up too, I'll pull you."
Hua Yan didn't want to, he laughed: "What? Are you afraid I'm going to push you down? You may not acknowledge me, but I know you are my only flesh and blood."
Hua Yan had no choice but to climb up. He seemed very hungry and ate without much interaction with her.
He handed her a bottle of beer, but she shook her head: "You drink, I have to record a song tomorrow, can't drink."
Hua Guoqiang chuckled softly, not saying anything, with actions rough yet with minimal courtesy. After all, once he was an outstanding scholar too, but time wore down his edges, making him more worldly and realistic.
After eating, he checked the time: "Alright, I'm full, you should go back, don't delay your schedule for tomorrow, I'm fine and won't disturb you anymore."
