Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
What can I say? Would it help if I say anything? Should I ask him if the announcement going viral on the internet is true?
Whether she was going to ask him about it or congratulate him for it, it was like rubbing salt in her own wound.
Qin Zhiâai looked down to hide the sadness in her eyes and remained quiet.
Gu Yusheng waited for her to say something but soon realized she wasnât going to ask him anything. He then said in a casual tone, âIâm leaving then if you have anything to talk to me about.â
Qin Zhiâai finally responded, but she only said, âOkay.â
Gu Yusheng did not say goodbye to her. He stood there without leaving and fumbled for a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. He pulled out one cigarette, put it between his lips, and lit it up with a lighter. He turned to Qin Zhiâai and said, âIâm really leaving now.â
Qin Zhiâai nodded without saying anything.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Yusheng took a puff and then looked at Qin Zhiâai through the smoke before he walked away.
As he walked past her, a tear dropped from the corner of Qin Zhiâaiâs eye onto her finger. She didnât dare move and was afraid of losing control before he walked away.
She had her head down and stood there quietly for a long time. Without wiping the tears on her face, she turned to walk back to her motherâs apartment when the wind and rain got heavier. She looked up and froze in place before taking a step forward.
She thought Gu Yusheng had left, but there he was, leaning on a pillar of the pavilion in the dark and rainy night with a cigarette between his fingers, casually taking puffs.
He didnât leave?
Qin Zhiâai looked a little shocked with her reddish eyes.
Gu Yusheng gave her some time to digest her emotions even though he knew she had turned around. He took the cigarette out of his lips but remained leaning on the pillar. He said casually, âXiaoâai, I didnât leave the first time I told you I was going to. And I was waiting for you to ask me to stay the second time when I told you I would leave you.â
Qin Zhiâai could clearly feel her heart jump. It seemed to miss a beat at first and then started to race after that.
The pavilion fell silent again.
Gu Yusheng raised the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff. After he slowly blew the smoke out, he asked again, âXiaoâai, do you really have nothing to say to me?â
Qin Zhiâai had gotten what Gu Yusheng meant this time. He wanted her to ask him if he really married Liang Doukou.
She was not stubborn, nor was she afraid to know the news was real. She actually did not want Gu Yusheng and his grandfather to have any conflict because of her.
Gu Yusheng knew what she was thinking. He heaved a light sigh. It sounded like he did not know what to do, but then he compromised. âSilly girl, why are you always thinking of me? Donât you know you need to think of yourself, too?â
His simple words made Qin Zhiâaiâs eyes turn even more red.
âDo you know I feel bad when you always think about me first?â Gu Yusheng stubbed out his cigarette and straightened himself to walk toward her. He stopped to look at her moist eyes when he was three feet away from her. He watched her eyes for a while before asking, âDo you still love me?â