Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Sitting by Gu Yusheng, Qin Zhiâai stared at his hand in the glove compartment for a while. She reached out her hand to rummage in it and found a lighter, then passed it to him.
He seemed a bit confounded, then took it, but when he was about to light the cigarette in his mouth, he suddenly remembered that she had coughed slightly when he had smoked in the car before, so he stopped in the middle of lighting it.
What a troublemaker⦠Gu Yusheng murmured in his head. Then he turned his head to spit the cigarette between his lips into the glove compartment, threw the lighter randomly into it. and moved his eyes to the road again.
Gu Yusheng was quite calm, but Qin Zhiâai was worried about him and couldnât help moving her eyes to the wound on his shoulder.
The fresh red blood kept oozing out from the wound. His shirt was drenched in blood, and the smell was spreading through the car.
After staring at the wound for a long time, Qin Zhiâai still couldnât help moving her lips and breaking the silence in the car, âWe should go to the hospital.â
Like the last time, he still didnât respond to her.
Just when Qin Zhiâai thought she would be ignored again, Gu Yusheng turned his head and glanced at her in the mirror.
A sense of nervousness arouse in her heart after she saw that.
I donât get along well with him, so except when heâs losing his temper, he barely speaks to me or even treats me like Iâm visible. But I talked to him so much today, will that irritate him? Plus, he was wounded because of meâ¦
While Qin Zhiâai was trembling in fear and nervousness, Gu Yusheng responded, âNo need.â
His tone was calm, without any anger. Qin Zhiâai was surprised, so she turned her head to look at him again. But he wasnât looking at her. He stared directly in front of him and added, âJust a little cut.â
A little cut? With so much blood, is that really a little cut? Why is he understating it? If he didnât react that quickly, that wound would have been on me now!
Although Qin Zhiâai didnât dare expect too much when Gu Yusheng had risked his own life to save her, she still became flustered with emotion.
She pressed her lips together, eyes downcast. After a very short silence, she started asking again in a low voice, âBut what if it gets infected?â
Gu Yusheng didnât respond.
Qin Zhiâai still wanted to persuade him, but she wasnât sure if he was angry, since she had caused him such trouble, and he probably still loathed her as usual.
After hesitating for a while, she finally gave up and turned her head to look outside the window.
She stared at the streets for a while, then moved her eyes to the side of Gu Yushengâs face in the mirror secretly.
It seemed that the startling wound didnât influence him at all, for he looked very calm.
The trees along the two sides of the street grew green and lavish. While the car drove on, a few rays of light shone on his face occasionally, making him look charming and elegant, like a man in a painting.
â¦
When the car had just made it into the driveway, the housekeeper inside heard the noise and ran out.
The housekeeper opened the car door when the car had just stopped. After she saw Qin Zhiâai in there, she uttered a sigh of relief, saying, âMiss, thank god, youâre back.â
Qin Zhiâai smiled at the housekeeper regretfully, but she didnât get up, instead turning her head to look at Gu Yusheng.
With her movement, the housekeeper finally saw the blood-drenched shirt on Gu Yusheng.