Gu Yanjing pulled the blanket over her.
"Hot." Qiao Yuxian said.
"You'll catch a cold." Gu Yanjing tucked the blanket corner at her waist.
Qiao Yuxian stayed still, resting her head on his hand, lying quietly.
"What happened next?" Gu Yanjing asked.
"Hmm?" Qiao Yuxian asked, "You want to hear it?"
"Yes." Gu Yanjing responded lightly.
Qiao Yuxian continued, "They were determined to teach me a lesson. When I saw that my crying didn't get me any attention, I gradually calmed down and honestly explained the process. Then I wrote a statement and an apology in there, and they let me out. When I came out, I saw my grandmother, and the first thing she said to me was, 'If you ever have these murderous thoughts again, she would personally kill me.' I was so scared I didn't dare speak to her for days."
