Chenxing forcefully snatched the cigarette from his hand, then got out of bed to open the window, letting the smell in the room dissipate.
Returning to his side, she asked with concern, "Shaocheng, what's really going on?"
"Just a bit frustrated." He shook his head, unwilling to discuss further. After all, such things were hard to talk about with others, even if that person was his bedfellow. He didn't want future complications between Chenxing and Hua Hua, so he patted her back, "Sleep, don't mind me."
Chenxing couldn't sleep, seeing his face so troubled, yet he refused to open up, "Then let me keep you company. Look at you, you smell of alcohol and smoke. I'll cook you something to eat, how about you take a bath?"
"I don't want to!"
Gu Shaocheng shook his head forcefully.
"Then I'll make you a cup of tea?"
He made a sound of agreement, yet his expression remained poor, his face heavy with emotion.
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