Chapter 47: The Strategies That Were Broken (7)
She froze as if her acupuncture points had been tapped.
After half a minute, without waiting for her to reply, he slowly turned his head: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon, is that okay?"
In fact, at that time, she didn't understand the meaning of his words at all. She just nodded mechanically when she saw him asking her "Is it okay?"
Seeing her nodding, he didn't say anything more, just stepped on the pedal and left.
She was left behind, like a statue, standing downstairs for a long time before she came back to her senses.
"What time is it?"
"Three o'clock in the afternoon, okay?"
She told him to listen to her, and repeated it many times on her lips, and then she couldn't help laughing.
He agreed to her invitation... Does that mean that he actually has some meaning for her? Otherwise, why did he send her downstairs without asking her home address?
At that moment, she seemed to own the whole world, and ran home happily. There were still two days and two nights before his date with her, but she opened the cupboard and began to choose what clothes she would wear that day.
Even after so many years, Qin Zhi'ai still deeply remembered how happy she was at that time.
When she thought of that night in her dream, when she was young and hugged the quilt and laughed out loud, she stared at Gu Yusheng's high school graduation photo on the bedside table, and couldn't help laughing too.
Without her noticing, she raised her hand little by little, and stretched out towards Gu Yusheng's graduation photo.
It's just that before her fingertips reached the edge of the bedside table, her wrist was suddenly grabbed hard.
Qin Zhi'ai's body froze, and her gaze from the graduation photo instinctively fell on the hand holding her wrist. She frowned slightly, followed that hand along the way, and then she saw Gu Yusheng's cold and astonishing expression. Eyebrows.
Qin Zhi'ai was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she realized the brown sugar ginger tea in his hand, and she regained consciousness in an instant.
Gu, Gu Yusheng, did he come up to see her? When did he come in? Why didn't she hear a sound?
As these thoughts flashed through Qin Zhi'ai's mind one by one, she suddenly remembered the earphones hanging on her ears.
She didn't think that she would suddenly become distracted, so she put on headphones to listen to music... But she didn't know, did he see all her reactions just now? If he saw it, wouldn't it mean that he knew that she was pretending to be sick?
Qin Zhi'ai pulled off the earphones with a guilty conscience, because she wasn't sure when Gu Yusheng entered the bedroom, Qin Zhi'ai didn't dare to speak casually, even though she had tried her best to look calm, but her Her fingertips still couldn't help grabbing the quilt, revealing her nervousness and apprehension.
The room was quiet for about half a minute, and Qin Zhi'ai heard a slight sound coming from her ear. She raised her eyelids and took a sneak peek. It was Gu Yusheng who put the ginger tea on the bedside table.