Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Yusheng regarded Qin Zhi’ai as a dangerous creature, so he grabbed her with great force. After hearing Qin Zhi’ai’s crying out in pain, he suddenly realized who she was.
He was totally shocked. His aggression turned to amazement suddenly. After a while, he realized that he had grabbed her with too much force, so he loosened his grip a little.
After being relieved from the pain, Qin Zhi’ai realized that Gu Yusheng had no intention to speak to her. Therefore, she explained to him why she was there. “Bancheng went to your house to look for you. He told me that you had a fever and drove your car after drinking too much. I remembered that today was the anniversary of your parent’s death, so I guessed you were her. So—”
Before Qin Zhi’ai finished her words, Gu Yusheng, who had stared at her without blinking, suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Qin Zhi’ai stopped the words she wanted to say, then felt that her whole body was being hugged tightly by Gu Yusheng. She subconsciously wanted to see him. He thought she was going to break away from the hug, so he increased his strength to hold her a bit more tightly. Then he said two words in a low voice, and his voice was exceptionally hoarse: “Don’t move.”
Qin Zhi’ai appeared to be fixed. She stayed still without moving.
Without continuing to say anything, Gu Yusheng buried his head in her neck.
Although they had no communication, Qin Zhi’ai, who had been paying attention to Gu Yusheng for many years, knew that at that moment, he must have been in an extremely terrible mood.
Feeling pity for him, she stayed in his arms for a while, wanting to soothe him. After hesitating for some time, she reached out and put her hands on her waist to hug him in response.
A little stiff in his body, Gu Yusheng increased the strength on his arms and hugged her more tightly.
At midnight, it was extremely quiet in the cemetery. Occasionally the wind blew, and the dripping of raindrops on the leaves could be heard.
Time seemed to be still while they hugged like that, neither moving or talking.
After a long time, Gu Yusheng, who had been in low spirits the whole night, was finally relieved.
He didn’t pull her out of his arms, but continued to embrace her. Then he slowly realized that the hug she was giving him was so familiar… the same as the hug he had dreamed of when he had been drunk… and the same as the hug of the girl who had warmed him that dark night four years ago…
The hug was so familiar that it was impossible for him to mistakenly recognize it…
He remembered that on the day he had been drunk, he was going to take her to dinner. Finally, because of his bad mood, he had asked Qin Yang to send her to the car and let her go home on her own.
Up to that point, he had wondered how he went home after he got drunk that night. Had she come back and followed him? Didn’t he hallucinate it because he was drunk? Had she taken care of him?
“Little troublemaker?” Gu Yusheng suddenly called her name.
Qin Zhi’ai, who was lying in his arms, had not come out of the peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. She answered blankly, “Yes?”
“The night when I shot that gun for Qin Yang, did you follow me to the bar?”
Why is he suddenly asking me that? Wasn’t he drunk that night? Did he know that I took him home and took care of him?
When Qin Zhi’ai finished her thoughts, Gu Yusheng continued, “Was it you who took me home?”
