"Who's there?" Zhou Lan turns and asks.
"It's me, Sister Lan," Zheng Xiaojue opens the door and enters, carrying two thermos containers.
Zhou Lan looks at Zheng Xiaojue, somewhat surprised. "Didn't I ask you to go home and rest? Why are you back again? And carrying two thermos containers?"
"I made some food and stewed a soup," Zheng Xiaojue says with a shy face, "I brought them over for you."
"How thoughtful," Zhou Yun chuckles. "You can cook?"
Zheng Xiaojue looks at Zhou Yun excitedly, "Sister Xiao Yun, you're awake!"
"Yeah, I'm awake. Do I get some of that soup?"
"Of course, of course," Zheng Xiaojue eagerly brings the thermos containers closer. "I didn't know whether Sister Xiao Yun you were awake, so I made two portions."
Zhou Lan smiles, "Smart girl."
Zheng Xiaojue laughs awkwardly.
"Sister Xiao Yun, Sister Lan, you eat first. I'll head back now and come again at ten tonight."
Zhou Yun asks, "You're coming back at ten late at night for what?"
