Even the curve of the face was quite pleasing, with a mildly gentle voice responding, "Hmm, it's me."
Wanxia chuckled softly and began to thank him, "Then I have to thank you for both spending money and effort."
Gu Shaozhi also curled his lips into a slight smile.
He took a drag on his cigarette, the bluish-white smoke slowly escaping from his mouth and nose, swirling in front of his handsome features, his dark eyes becoming blurred, lending him an unfathomable air of melancholy.
His thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke slowly, "Just consider me foolish with money to spare, with kindness that has nowhere to go. Just accept it gladly, no need for thanks."
Wanxia glanced at the man and chuckled softly, her laughter low and light, not even capable of stirring an echo in the hollow, silent stairwell.
She said nothing.
Shifting her gaze, she lowered her head and started walking down the stairs.
It would only take six or seven steps for her to reach flat ground.
