The door opened, and Gu Chengan walked out of the room on crutches, stopping in his tracks when he saw Gu Zhiqi and Gu Yuluo.
Watching Gu Zhiqi draw nearer, Gu Chengan moved his lips, about to speak, but then he saw Gu Zhiqi walk past him without a sideways glance.
At this, Gu Chengan’s expression stiffened slightly.
"Hey, Gu Zhiqi," Gu Chengan shouted at the retreating figure of Gu Zhiqi going downstairs.
Gu Zhiqi completely ignored him and continued to lazily descend the stairs.
Seeing this, Gu Chengan’s face turned a bit ugly, and he clenched his teeth and followed downstairs on his crutches.
Inside the living room.
Gu Chengcheng was assembling the DIY model Gu Zhiqi had bought for him.
Hearing the noise from the staircase, he paused his movements and then, with the quickest speed, opened a drawer and, lifting his little short arm, "swished" the DIY components into the drawer while muttering to himself in a loud voice.
The moment Gu Zhiqi’s figure appeared at the top of the stairs, Gu Chengcheng swiftly set aside three candies, then began pretentiously sorting the fourth.
Then he sorted the fifth.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi raised his eyebrows, a touch of amusement coloring his expression, and sat down next to Gu Chengcheng, interestedly watching him.
"Ten, eleven, twelve... nineteen, twenty, thirty..."
Gu Yuluo, who had taken a seat next to Gu Zhiqi, slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Wrong, after twenty comes twenty-one."
He pouted and cast a deep glance at Gu Yuluo.
Seeing the child’s pitiful look, Gu Yuluo reached up to touch his nose.
Gu Chengcheng buried his head, leaving only a fluffy tuft of hair for Gu Yuluo to see as he lay on the table, counting the candies listlessly.
The sound of crutches came from the staircase, followed by a lean figure appearing at the top, then walked to stand in front of Gu Zhiqi on crutches, "Gu Zhiqi, I have something to say to you."
The tone was notifying, forceful and awkward.
Gu Yuluo, sitting beside Gu Zhiqi, felt a little discomfort upon hearing this, frowned slightly, and glanced at Gu Chengan.
This guy, how does he talk to the little girl.
Gu Zhiqi pulled out his phone from his pocket, sluggishly drooped his eyelids, looked tired as he idly swiped at his phone, and paid no attention to Gu Chengan.
Seeing this, Gu Chengan’s face darkened a bit as he frowned deeply at Gu Zhiqi, "Gu Zhiqi, I said I have something to tell you. Let’s go outside..."
"Not interested, stay away from me," Gu Zhiqi interrupted without even lifting his eyelids, his voice scattered and languid.
Gu Chengan was taken aback, a bit stunned.
After a moment, irritation surged in his eyes, "You..." he forced out the word ’you,’ but remembering Gu Zhiqi’s ruthless demeanor the night before, he dared not lash out and just scoffed, "Hmph, never mind then."
With that, he walked over to another couch with a dark look on his face and sat down.
Gu Yuluo watched his behavior, his frown deepening. He glanced at Gu Zhiqi, saw she had no reaction, and thus remained silent.
Gu Chengan sat on the couch with a gloomy face, looking thoughtful and conflicted. About half a minute later, he suddenly gritted his teeth, looked up sharply at Gu Zhiqi, and blurted out, "Gu Zhiqi, last night, thank you for saving me."
"No need, saving you was just incidental," Gu Zhiqi replied without raising his head.
Hearing this, Gu Chengan felt as if his throat was blocked, his heart filled with nothing but suffocation.