My dad used to say that delicacies could reveal a person’s truest smile because it brought out happiness from within.

That day, I understood what my dad’s words meant when I saw Xing Chuan’s smile. Somehow, I felt a sense of achievement.

“Thank you. It’s very delicious. Considered this as a token of appreciation.” He lifted the pure white rose before me. I looked at it with a dumbfounded expression, but I accepted it. He smiled and finished the other bun as well. He looked at ease, just like the sea breeze blowing against your face.

The robot suddenly came in from outside. It was holding a beautiful vase. It put the rose from my hand into the vase and placed it at the most obvious...