"Xin'er, what's wrong?" Beiming Han cupped her face and asked anxiously.
"It's nothing, I... I'm not up for it today, I'm tired, need to sleep." Gu Qingxin desperately suppressed her emotions, turning away from him.
Beiming Han's hand froze in mid-air, fingertips damp.
He didn't move again, his eyes fixed on her. He stayed awake until the latter half of the night, knowing she had truly fallen asleep, before reaching out to draw her into his arms.
Xin'er, what am I supposed to do about you?
That night, Gu Qingxin was plagued by nightmares. In her dreams, Beiming Qianqian kept staring at her, repeatedly saying, you can love any man in this world, just not Beiming Han.
No! She didn't want to love anyone else; she only wanted to love him!
When Gu Qingxin woke up, her head was splitting. Looking around, she realized she was back in North Garden.
Everything that happened before seemed like a dream to her, still so unreal.
