Gu Sheng looked at the disappointment, nausea, and disgust in Gu Yao’s eyes. On the surface, he remained impassive, but his heart quietly ached.
Now, no matter how carefully he treaded, he still found it easy to annoy her.
Yaoyao, Second Brother didn’t mean it.
I just don’t like you living with those people, I just don’t want you to stay in that cramped place.
I swear, this is the last time, I won’t do anything to upset you again.
Gu Yao took a deep breath, helplessly closed her eyes, then said, "...I’m tired, let’s go."
"Hmm." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⚑fire.net
Gu Sheng reached out to take Gu Yao’s hand again, but she dodged it as if avoiding the plague.
Gu Sheng didn’t tell the truth, withdrew his hand, and walked forward, dragging the suitcase.
Gu Yao watched Gu Sheng’s dejected figure walking away and sometimes really couldn’t understand why he treated her .
If it weren’t for the fact that they were siblings, sometimes Gu Sheng’s actions would make Gu Yao suspect whether Gu Sheng’s feelings for her were more than brotherly and sisterly love.
Casting aside the messy thoughts in her head, Gu Yao followed Gu Sheng’s steps.
The Gu Family had connections in the United Kingdom, they didn’t need to take a taxi with just a phone call from Gu Sheng.
For the remaining two years, he only wanted to live a simple and ordinary life with Yaoyao, without any disturbances.
Gu Sheng took Gu Yao to the closest and most luxurious residential area to the school.
Getting the keys from the property manager who had been waiting there, Gu Sheng took Gu Yao up to the fifteenth floor.
A hundred square meters of space, three bedrooms and a living room, a very pretty balcony, and a simple and cozy layout, it wasn’t as desolate and luxurious as high-end villas.
"How about it, do you like it? I’ll go buy some of your favorite things tomorrow and redecorate the place."
Gu Yao didn’t notice the "home" in Gu Sheng’s sentence, but she did notice that he said he’d redecorate with things she liked.
He would stoop to do such things?
"Give me my phone back, I need to call my teacher."
Gu Sheng looked at the hand stretched out before him, the commanding tone left no room for refusal, and he had no choice but to return the phone to her.
Gu Yao took the phone, powered it on.
Then, in front of Gu Sheng, she called her teacher, and after greeting her teacher, Gu Yao walked over to the balcony while still on the phone.
Gu Sheng said nothing but took Gu Yao’s luggage to her room and began to unpack her suitcase.
He took out a few sets of clothes she brought and laid them on the bed.
Underneath the clothes was a sketchbook.
Gu Sheng stared at the sketchbook.
This wasn’t a new sketchbook, it clearly contained content.
Moreover, he could probably guess what the sketches inside were of.
What he brought, apart from two sets of spare clothes, were also drawings.
All of Gu Yao’s drawings.
Gu Sheng stared at the sketchbook for perhaps half a minute and, in the end, couldn’t control his own heart and picked it up.
The man in the drawing wore a military uniform, exuding charm beyond that of the uniform. His military cap was worn at a tilt, one hand flicking the brim, his handsome face brilliantly grinning without a hint of worry.
His eyes were clear and bright, and despite looking somewhat like a dissolute young master at first glance, he emitted a comfortable vibe, making one wish to befriend him immediately.
Gu Sheng looked at the person in the drawing, his hands holding the sketchbook trembled slightly.
He flipped through casually, the whole book was filled with him.
Every stroke of the drawings was perfect, with almost no signs of correction, a testament to how important the person in her heart was.