"Alright, focus properly. Stop bringing up random nonsense." She couldn't take things seriously and still had the energy to worry about other matters?
Gu Youyou was simply accustomed to discussing serious issues with him while in bed; perhaps this bad habit was beyond fixing.
She winced slightly in pain and said, "Then what should I say?"
Jin Zijin: "..."
He fiercely kissed those incessantly chattering red lips, silencing all her words.
The next morning, she woke up close to noon.
Gu Youyou reached out to feel the empty space beside her and sat up suddenly.
She glanced at the drip timer in the room and, feeling dejected, covered her face with her hands.
He must have left quite a while ago. Although she found overly sentimental farewells distasteful, she didn't like this scenario any better—waking up to find him already gone.
After getting dressed, she saw Xiang Chun in the courtyard, holding Jin Xuyao's little hand, teaching him to walk.
