Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Zhiâai felt sad all over again, just like she had when she was packing in the afternoon. Her eyes became red. She couldnât keep her tears in. A tear dropped from the corner of her eye and rolled down to her chest. The tears on her shirt spread and left a wet area.
Gu Yushengâs body stiffened. He reached his hand out to her face. As he touched her eyes, the moisture he felt made his fingers tremble. His throat seemed to be stuffed by something. He tried his hardest to make any sound. âWhy are you crying?â
Qin Zhiâai didnât say anything, but slightly shook her head. She moved her face away from his hands and buried it deeper into him.
Gu Yusheng had his hand on her face for a while while he also touched her hair. He caressed her with love. He said very slowly, âWhat happened? Were you bullied? Is there something wrong with the crew youâre working with? Are you not feeling good?â
He asked several questions, one after another, which made her cry again for no reason while she still had her face pressed against his chest.
Once her tears dropped, she could not stop crying for some reason. Tears dropped one after another from the corners of her eyes. Soon, she had cried until the clothes on his chest were soaked.
He didnât know what was wrong with her, but he knew she was sad. He stopped talking, only gently lifted his hand and patted her on the back.
In her memory, he had never been so patient or nice to her.
He had stood her up twice eight years before. She had waited for him for eight years. Eight years later, she had been hired to be Liang Doukouâs body double. In addition, he had given her his fake number and forgotten who she was.
The past was like the huge weight of a mountain pressed on her heart. She was entirely crushed. She held onto his clothes, and her sobbing became loud crying.
Gu Yusheng held her and let her cry until she had a sore throat.
When she cried, his heart was hurt, like someone was cutting it with a knife and making it bleed.
He couldnât help holding her tighter until she stopped crying. When her crying became sobbing, he comforted her as if he was comforting a little kid. âOkay, donât cry anymore. If you donât feel good, you can tell me. If you are being bullied, I can kick that personâs *ss, even worse than whatever he or she did to you. Crying doesnât help. Donât cry. Okay?â
Qin Zhiâai did not say anything back, but gradually stopped crying and choking. Because she had cried for so long, she was shivering on his chest.
Qin Zhiâai felt better after crying and did not notice the different perfumes Gu Yusheng smelled of until she wiped away her tears that were on Gu Yushengâs shirt.
Gu Yusheng had not come home after work for the past few days. This thought tortured Qin Zhiâai and made her eyes red again. Her eyes became moist, and she was nearly about to cry again.
âDidnât you stop crying? Why are you crying again?â Gu Yusheng asked.
He looked a little panicked and lifted his hand up to wipe the tears away from her face. Though he had only wiped away a few, while sobbing, Qin Zhiâai asked in a low pitch, âCan you take a shower?â
Qin Zhiâai had spoken out of nowhere, which shocked Gu Yusheng for a second. He asked in confusion, âWhat?â
Qin Zhiâai knew she was in no position to be jealous, but she didnât have much time left with Gu Yusheng. She had to leave soon.
She wanted to cherish the only time she had left with him and do whatever she wanted.