Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Zhi’ai’s eyelids suddenly twitched. She gripped her clothes, looked up, and saw Gu Yusheng still standing at the door.
He was staring intensely at the pothos plant on the shelf in front of him. Qin Zhi’ai did not know what was on his mind, but his face showed him to be deep in thought.
He was so quiet that when Qin Zhi’ai heard a “hey” she thought it was just her imagination. As she was finally about to turn away from him, Gu Yusheng blinked and looked away from the plant and in her direction. He again said, “Hey.”
This time Qin Zhi’ai clearly heard him. Her fingers trembled, but she remained calm and responded softly, “Yes?”
Gu Yusheng said nothing but swung his hand with Xu Wennuan’s purse toward Qin Zhi’ai, silently inquiring what he should do with it.
Qin Zhi’ai froze for a second. She did not understand the gesture until Gu Yusheng shook the purse. “Oh,” she said, quickly taking it, “thank you.”
Gu Yusheng barely nodded at Qin Zhi’ai when she thanked him. She stood with him in silence as he leaned against the wall and drifted off in thought, never looking at her. He still looked cold, and he was so still and quiet that he could have been mistaken as a figure in a painting.
( ) Qin Zhi’ai avoided looking directly at Gu Yusheng. From as close as she dared to get, she glanced at his face out of the corner of her eye. His expression was blank, his face was pale, and he had dark circles under his beautiful eyes.
How long has he not rested to have such dark circles?
He looked so much more tired than he had the last time she saw him.
Qin Zhi’ai felt a pang in her left chest. As she looked at Gu Yusheng, she was unable to say the words on the tip of her tongue due to the pain she felt. In the end, she calmly carried Xu Wennuan’s purse back to the living room and placed it on the sofa.
Lu Bancheng was still in the bathroom, and the room now felt even quieter and more depressing.
Qin Zhi’ai didn’t think it was appropriate for her to take a seat while Gu Yusheng stood at the door, so she straightened her back and stood next to the coffee table.
Her eyes scanned the room until she noticed the glass of water she had poured for him on the coffee table.
To lighten the atmosphere, Qin Zhi’ai turned around and asked Gu Yusheng, “Would you like some water?”
Gu Yusheng didn’t seem to have heard her question. He continued staring ahead as if in a trance. As Qin Zhi’ai decided he was not going to respond, he murmured, “Hmm.”
Huh? What did that mean? Would he like some water or not?
( ) Although confused by his answer, Qin Zhi’ai picked up the water and walked to Gu Yusheng.