Gu Chengan listened, his expression changed slightly, "It really was a fall, if you don’t believe me, ask Aunt Tang, she knows about it." Saying this, afraid that Gu Xiyue wouldn’t believe him, Gu Chengan hurriedly added another sentence, "Grandpa Yue and Aunt Lan also know about this!"
Mentioning three people made Gu Chengan’s words quite persuasive, but his expression, tone, and speed of speech betrayed him.
However, seeing his firm determination not to tell, Gu Xiyue couldn’t bother to ask further.
"You lost in a fight, right? Be careful, one day you might lose your life, and don’t expect me to avenge you."
"Sit down, let me take a look, see if it’s ruined." Gu Xiyue said calmly, then pointed to the steps under the eaves.
He let out a light "oh" and obediently sat down.
He walked to the edge of the steps with his crutches and sat down, "Sister, how come you came back so suddenly?"
"School is about to start, I came to get my flowers." Gu Xiyue’s gaze slightly lowered as she examined Gu Chengan’s leg injury.
Listening to Gu Xiyue’s words, Gu Chengan had a realization; indeed, she had mentioned she would come back to get her flowers before school started.
The thought of Gu Xiyue taking the flowers and leaving caused Gu Chengan to lower his gaze, a touch of loss and dejection coloring the depths of his eyes.
"Will you come back again in the future?" Gu Chengan asked Gu Xiyue, tentatively.
"Mhm." Gu Xiyue responded indifferently.
Upon hearing this, a smile finally appeared on Gu Chengan’s face, "Then, when will you come back next time?"
"Whenever I feel like coming back." Gu Xiyue answered lightly.
Gu Chengan didn’t speak again, and naturally, Gu Xiyue didn’t either but continued to diligently check his foot injury, though as she examined him, her expression grew more complex. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly looked up at Gu Chengan, "Who exactly did you provoke?"
Taken aback by the question, Gu Chengan hesitated, "Huh? What’s wrong?"
"Just a little more force, and your leg would have been ruined." Gu Xiyue’s gaze was slightly downcast as she spoke in a neutral tone.
At these words, Gu Chengan was stunned, looking at Gu Xiyue bewilderedly, "Is it, that serious?"
Grandpa Yue hadn’t put it that way.
"Who did you fight with exactly?" Gu Xiyue’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at Gu Chengan, her expression cold.
"I... it was all a misunderstanding, I misunderstood her. She beat me up and then didn’t pursue the matter any further."
He admitted that it was his prejudice; he had thought Gu Zhiqi was a despicable person, and so he repeatedly sought trouble with her.
Gu Zhiqi had often been observed staring at the Crushed Ice Rain Mist in the courtyard. That day, when he saw the Crushed Ice Rain Mist in her basket, he subconsciously assumed she had picked it from the flowerbed.
Latterly, he learned that Gu Zhiqi’s Crushed Ice Rain Mist wasn’t picked from the flowerbed.
Even though he had suspicions every day that Gu Zhiqi might create a bomb to kill him, so much time had passed, and she hadn’t paid him any more attention. Besides, she had even saved... oh, incidentally saved him, so she probably didn’t want his life.
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiyue chose to believe him for the time being and coldly commented, "Try to provoke fewer people next time; you might not be so lucky again."
"Alright." Gu Chengan obediently agreed.
After agreeing, Gu Chengan thought to change the subject and asked Gu Xiyue, "Sister, are you doing well in the Gu Family? Are they treating you well?"
Gu Chengan smiled upon hearing this, "Then that’s good, sister finally has family who treats her well."
Hearing this, Gu Xiyue’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said no more.