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Qin Zhiyou only slowly got up once his breathing had stabilized. Lu Weixi finally had space to twist her body and lay on her back, pulling up the blanket from the side.
Lu Weixi hadnât bathed before, and was a bit tired, which is why she didnât push him away. However, this was a bit uncomfortable for her, she eased herself and turned her head to look at him.
Under the faint light of the bedside lamp and moonlight, she saw that while Qin Zhiyouâs face was calm, the tight corners of his lips revealed he was not feeling well at heart.
What she had said at the banquet was indeed her real thoughts. She indeed had no hope for marriage and love anymore. But, besides love, there were still other feelings she continued to anticipate, like affection and friendship.
Her love for her mother was familial, her friendship with Xue Feifei was her companionship, and with Qin Zhiyou, at the moment, she had both of these emotions. In the future, Qin Zhiyou would also be her partner, her kin, naturally she should still care for him.
âWhatâs wrong?â she asked, her voice still a bit hoarse. âWas the stuff they said earlier too much? Donât take it to heart.â
Qin Zhiyou lifted his eyes slightly, it wasnât their words that were excessive, rather it was hers.
Did she mean to say that he would never be able to earn her affection, or win her heart in the future? Then what was she, accompanying him right now, a walking corpse?
Even if they were like this, in her eyes and heart, was it as casual as eating and breathing, not able to affect her emotions at all?
He abruptly sat up, his gaze met hers directly. His eyes were deep and calm, like a lone wolf in the wilderness, eyeing its prey.
Lu Weixi felt a bit uneasy under his intense stare. He didnât say anything, and the room was dark. What did his expression mean? Was he angry or about to leave? Couldnât he just be more straightforward?
âZhiyouâ¦â It felt like Qin Zhiyou was a dense net, wanting to ensnare her completely within it. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lu Weixi was a bit dazed. It wasnât like she was going to leave him tomorrow. Did he need to be so⦠intense?
Furthermore, this time was evidently different from before. Qin Zhiyou rarely spoke, but this time, he asked, âHow about this? What about this?â
What did he mean by this and that? Lu Weixi was a bit confused and didnât know how to handle the situation.
Qin Zhiyouâs face was right in front of her and she was completely terrified. Lu Weixi buried her head in his shoulder, not daring to lift it.
Qin Zhiyouâs grip tightened, his voice still whispering softly in her ear, âHow about this?â