Yi An paused, then laughed and said, "That’s not right either. When has my brother ever casually brought a woman home? He definitely has feelings for you. My brother, you see, can be quite charming, but it’s not obvious at first glance. Even if he really likes you, he won’t easily say it out loud."
Gu Qimiao: "..." This is the first time someone has used "charming" to describe him...
"Exactly, Gigi! You’re definitely special to my brother..."
"No... Actually, I just knew him since I was little. When he was living with my family, we spent two years together. After that, we lost contact." This is probably the only special thing about her.
She didn’t dare to indulge in the fantasy that he liked her. She didn’t dare to hope for such a luxury.
Hearing this, Xiaoxiao looked noticeably disappointed, "Huh? Is that really the case?"
Then, after a two-second pause, she looked at Gu Qimiao expectantly, "Gigi, do you like my brother? If you go after my brother, it’ll definitely work!"
"Go, go, go! Girls should be reserved! Listen to your sister, observe his attitude first. Don’t put your warm face on someone’s cold butt."
Xiaoxiao pouted, "If you like him, go after him. What’s wrong with that? In love, someone has to make the first move. If you don’t act first, what if someone else takes him?"
Lastly, she added, "And my brother is so popular, Gigi, you should make a move first."
Then Xiaoxiao and An’an debated a few sentences about whether girls should pursue boys or wait for boys to pursue girls.
Girls’ conversations often drifted off to various topics. Late at night, they quietly fell asleep.
On the other balcony, the man’s dark shirt blended with the night, billowing in the night wind, and the red dot at his fingertips grew even more crimson in the wind.
The glass door on the neighboring balcony was pushed open. Shen Yanchen glanced over indifferently, slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke, blurring his sight, and watched as Fang Shaobei walked out on the adjacent balcony.
Fang Shaobei was surprised for half a second to see him there, then walked over and stood by the railing, asking, "You’re still awake?"
Shen Yanchen flicked off the ash and shifted his gaze to the distance without speaking.
"Can I borrow a cigarette?" Fang Shaobei reached out his hand.
Shen Yanchen took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket and handed them to him.
With a "click", the flame lit up in the dark night, and the surroundings were quiet, allowing the faint sound of the wind to be heard.
Both men wore expressions of worry. After taking two puffs, Fang Shaobei said, "Planning to get married?"
"Yeah." He had always wanted to, just waiting for her.
"You just brought her home like that. Did she agree?"
Shen Yanchen turned his head to look at him, already understanding something in his heart. Being with her for so long, it was hard not to like her.
After thinking for a moment, he said directly to Fang Shaobei, "Don’t think about her."
Fang Shaobei raised an eyebrow but didn’t deny his feelings for Gu Qimiao, "You’re going to control this too?"
Shen Yanchen extinguished his cigarette butt. Despite his calm tone, there was a sense of ownership over Gu Qimiao, "Just a warning. She’s mine."
With that, he turned around and went back inside.
Fang Shaobei smiled, finished his cigarette, and then returned to his room.
The May Day Gallery still had to open as usual. Xiaoxiao and Yi An were still asleep as Gu Qimiao quietly washed up.
During this period, she had been following Shen Yanchen’s instructions to sleep by ten o’clock. It had been a long time since she stayed up late, and she was still a bit tired. Washing her face with cold water woke her up.
Just as she walked to the door, a gentle knock sounded. Not wanting to wake up Xiaoxiao and her sister, Gu Qimiao quickly opened the door. Shen Yanchen was standing at the door, looking down at her, "You’re up?"
"Hmm." Gu Qimiao stepped out, gently closed the door, and followed Shen Yanchen downstairs.
Upstairs, Fang Shaobei was sitting at the dining table, chatting and laughing with his grandmother. Fang Shaobei was good at making people happy, and it was obvious that his grandmother liked him a lot.