"...Are all cats this smart?"
The man in white smiled, but his smile was somewhat stiff.
Don’t scare yourself, Ah, Shangguan Young Master’s military dogs are also smart enough to understand some human speech, it’s not that strange.
After reassuring himself with these thoughts, the man in white continued to turn and enter the bathroom.
Gu Yao was startled awake by a loud noise.
Following the sound, Gu Yao ran to the kitchen, only to see Gu Sheng frantically cleaning up a spill of hot porridge that had scattered all over the floor.
Catching sight of his hand, red from the scald, Gu Yao quickly walked over, grabbed his wrist—the one belonging to the reddened hand—and pulled him up to stand in front of the sink, where she turned on the tap to run water over his burn.
"What are you doing?"
"Making you breakfast."
Gu Sheng looked at the tense Gu Yao and smiled.
It had been a long time since she’d been anxious about him.
Gu Yao was stunned, lifting her eyes to meet the smiling Gu Sheng.
Making her breakfast?
Is he really her second brother?
Is he not an imposter?
Gu Yao was completely unable to understand Gu Sheng now.
When he said he would change, was he serious?
But why would he even say he was going to change?
Gu Yao couldn’t grasp why Gu Sheng, who had enjoyed being the carefree playboy in Capital City, would suddenly follow her all the way to the United Kingdom.
Saying he would change and even presenting himself with a good temperament, and now making her breakfast.
"You don’t know how to do any of this, why are you bothering?"
"I can learn. If I don’t get it right the first time, I’ll just do it again and again until I get it."
"What exactly are you trying to do? Do you realize how confused and out of the blue this is for me?"
She would rather have him stay as the unreasonable, temperamental lunatic he had been before.
Although it was scary, at least she had gotten used to it over those years.
But the current Gu Sheng, she only felt more afraid and uneasy.
"I haven’t changed all of a sudden; I used to be ." Gu Sheng looked at Gu Yao, his emotions towards her hidden, unable to show on his face.
"...What do you mean?" Gu Yao didn’t understand.
"I’ll show you something, come with me."
Gu Sheng turned off the tap, reversed grip on Gu Yao’s wrist, and pulled her out of the kitchen toward his room.
Gu Yao instinctively wanted to shake off his hand but ultimately didn’t dare to do so.
Seeing Gu Sheng pull her into his room made her somewhat afraid.
Once inside the room, he released Gu Yao, hurried past the large bed, pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, and took out two albums and several rolled-up drawings to hand to Gu Yao.
Gu Yao looked at the two albums with a growing feeling of strangeness.
Because these were her favorite kind of albums, she had bought many of them, always using this type.
Even the one containing Shangguan Yu’s portraits was of this kind.
How did he have the same kind of albums?
And they looked used, too.
Gu Yao reached out uncomprehendingly to take them, casually flipping open the top album.
When she saw the person in the album, disbelief filled her eyes. She flipped through several pages in quick succession, then rifled through the two albums entirely and looked over the several rolled-up drawings.
"These, are these all done by me?"
The two albums were filled with drawings of Gu Sheng.
Not just Gu Sheng but also many drawings of her and Gu Sheng in intimate actions, laughing joyfully, playfully pinching each other’s ears and noses, and even images of them leaning close and holding each other.
She could recognize her own drawings at a glance.
But she had no recollection of ever drawing portraits for her second brother, nor did she remember ever having such a good relationship with him. Newest update provıded by novelꞁire.net