Beautiful times are always fleeting.
It's like that for Wei Xueqing.
Time flies quickly.
Soon it was time to get off work.
Yang Chen packed up his things, ready to stand up.
Wei Xueqing looked at Yang Chen, somewhat at a loss.
Yang Chen organized the documents, stood up, stretched lazily, looked at Wei Xueqing, and said, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Oh! Okay! Is it time to get off work already?" Wei Xueqing asked knowingly.
Yang Chen smiled helplessly and looked at the now pitch-black window sill.
It was already evening.
"Time really flies, it's evening in the blink of an eye," Wei Xueqing sighed.
Yang Chen laughed, "Right! Leisure time always passes quickly; it feels like nothing's been done, yet the time is gone. For us, leisure is a luxury enjoyment! Because even if we have time, we don't want to waste it..."
"Indeed..." Wei Xueqing looked at Yang Chen deeply, murmuring in response.
"Let's go! Going home, I'll make you something delicious," Yang Chen smiled.
"Alright!"
