"That's what I said," Yan Huan replied.
"And yet you say you don't care... He came all this way to see you, doesn't that touch you even a little bit? Doesn't it stir up any small ripples in your heart?" An Hao smiled and winked at her.
"Hey, he didn't just come to see me, there's also you guys..."
"Come on! Do you even believe that? I'm telling you, don't be coy, it doesn't suit you!"
"Alright, I admit he came to see me." Yan Huan knew she couldn't hide anything from An Hao's eyes, "Saying I'm not touched would be a lie. He traveled all night and got rained on, I want to make him a bowl of ginger sugar water to ward off the cold!"
"Alright. Let's do it! We can't cook here, let's go borrow a pot at a villager's house!" An Hao put on her clothes, rummaged through a box, found some brown sugar, and walked out with Yan Huan.
An Hao and Yan Huan arrived at Xiao Shitou's house, the nearest from where they were.
