Gu Yuxuan took the elevator without Zimo.
When Zimo finally arrived, he found Gu Yuxuan in the kitchen busy preparing two cups.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Zimo asked.
"You took too long."
"I was just behind you."
"Still too long", Gu Yuxuan answered and poured the boiled water in the cups.
Zimo, sensing the barrier he was putting up, walked closer. "What are you making?" he asked, trying to clear the tension. If Gu Yuxuan wasn't willing to show how he felt about what happened, he wasn't going to force him.
"Coffee. I got it from someone three years ago, but I can't remember what it was called."
"Three years ago? Then it's probably old, since it's not even properly sealed", Zimo said looking at the plastic tin in front of him.
"This coffee can last for years. It's not old."
Gu Yuxuan walked to the fridge, took out the milk and then went to pour a little in each cup, giving it a stir.
"Here", he said, sliding one cup to Zimo. "Taste it and tell me what you think."
