Gu Qimiao's mood was inexplicably influenced, feeling like she couldn't muster enthusiasm for anything.
Shen Qiaoxiao ran over and pulled Gu Qimiao, saying, "Gigi, take me to buy art supplies!"
Gu Moming glanced disdainfully at Shen Qiaoxiao and said, "My car can only carry one person!"
Gu Qimiao turned to him and said, "Mo Ming bro, you head back first. I'll accompany you to look at the shop tomorrow."
Gu Moming looked at Shen Qiaoxiao with dissatisfaction and then said, "Come to my place tonight."
"Tonight... I have plans, I'll come find you tomorrow morning." With that, she eagerly pulled Xiaoxiao away.
Gu Moming snorted, secretly thinking that this Xiaoxiao was definitely sent by Shen Yanchen to make trouble!
Accompanying Xiaoxiao for an afternoon's shopping, Gu Qimiao's mood improved somewhat. During their chat, she found out that Xiaoxiao was only a year younger than her and was now a junior at the Academy of Fine Arts. It felt nice to have a friend of the same age and with similar interests.
When buying art supplies with Xiaoxiao, she couldn't help but buy some for herself too. In the evening, the two had some snacks at street stalls.
Xiaoxiao said, "I have to eat these secretly, my brother would scold me if he saw."
Gu Qimiao smiled, "Your brother treats you quite well."
She was okay; Gu Moming was more indulgent with her, often eating junk food together. It was unexpected that Xiaoxiao, growing up in a wealthy environment, liked such common snacks and didn't have any arrogance of a rich girl. If one didn't know she was Shen Yanchen's sister, she would seem like an ordinary, gentle girl, very likable.
"My brother, actually, he's really nice, just looks fierce. He's the eldest in the family and takes care of us all."
Gu Qimiao nodded; after spending those days together, she felt he was quite good to people.
After dinner, they strolled on the street until it got dark. Sending Xiaoxiao back to school, she reluctantly said, "Gigi, you're so nice to send me back. I'll visit you at the gallery when I have time."
Gu Qimiao nodded, "Okay."
"You should hurry home too. It's unsafe for celebrities to be out alone."
Gu Qimiao was amused, "Then I'll be off now."
"Okay, bye-bye!" After taking a few steps, she turned back and said to Gu Qimiao, "Gigi, I really didn't expect to become friends with you! I'm so happy!"
Gu Qimiao smiled, she was happy too.
Taking the bus back home, she entered the password on the door.
Opening the door, the first thing she did was look at the shoe cabinet; his slippers were beside hers. He hadn't returned yet.
She turned on the room's light; the spacious house was filled with cold emptiness, a sense of indescribable loss in her heart.
Looking at the clock on the wall, it pointed to nine. Worried that he might find out she hadn't gone to bed on time when he returned, Gu Qimiao didn't linger and went to her room to shower.
Standing by the window for a while, playing idly with her phone, feeling restless.
At ten thirty, looking down from the high-rise, only streetlights quietly lit the roads; no car lights were visible from afar.
Would he not return again? He had mentioned before that he rarely stayed here.
She closed the window, blocking out the cold wind, drawing the curtains shut. She looked at the books neatly arranged on the desk, the clean crystal ashtray by the bed, the masculine layout of the whole room...
All traces of him, yet no sign of him...
Turning off the lamp, she lay under the covers, tightly wrapping herself with the blanket, deeply inhaling his scent...
Late at night, the bar was bright and lively.
Music driving the heartbeat, young men and women gyrate in the dance floor.
Around a circular sofa at the edge, eight or nine men were seated, accompanied by beautiful women.
He Ye had his right arm around a black-haired woman with big breasts and long legs, looking at a man nearby who avoided women and only drank. He said, "Chen bro, what刺