Miss Yun is sometimes oblivious to romantic cues, like at this moment.
Xu Chang'an brought some snacks for Yun Qian and watched as she took a small bite of an osmanthus cake… and sighed softly.
Indeed.
Even though he had anticipated the outcome of playing the zither for Yun before he started, he found himself at a loss when she didn't even pretend to be interested.
"Eat slowly, or you'll choke."
Xu Chang'an wiped away the crumbs at the corner of Yun Qian's mouth with a handkerchief and said, "I'll cook soon, so eat fewer snacks."
Yun Qian nodded.
Xu Chang'an got up to put away the zither.
"Wait." Yun Qian swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "I want to listen to it again."
Xu Chang'an turned back and said again, "Eat slowly, or you'll choke?"
"..."
Rarely, Miss Yun was momentarily stunned.
She unexpectedly had moments when she couldn't follow his thoughts.
Yun Qian held the osmanthus cake she had taken a bite of, gazing deeply at her husband: "Play the zither."
