「The afternoon sun was brilliant.」
Jiang Qingli was nestled in a comfortable seat in the library, leaning against the shoulder of the boy beside her as she reviewed some files.
After a dozen or so pages, she pushed the screen away, a little tired.
It was just a subtle movement.
But in the next second, a pair of hands enveloped her from behind, gently massaging her temples.
The boy's deliberately softened voice sounded by her ear. "Qingli, would you like to take a break? You just finished eating, you should rest a little."
Jiang Qingli closed her eyes and let him massage them for a moment before sitting up to continue reading. Her voice was languid. "I'm almost done."
A lot of documents had piled up over the past two days. Although Qiao Lan had helped her process them, Jiang Qingli had a strong sense of responsibility in this area and needed to look over everything herself.
So, she had simply come to the library with Gu Nian after lunch.
