Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it's already quiet, with only the streetlights illuminating the river, scattered and adrift.
"You should go back, Gu Mingyue." Gu Minglu spoke, his voice neither high nor low, yet clear and distinct.
The answer?!
The answer she wanted.
She had waited all night, but this was not the result she sought.
So, she remained seated on the sofa, unmoving.
Gu Minglu seemed to notice that there was no movement behind him, turned around, looked at her, "Do you need me to take you home?"
"Is it really so hard to just get an answer?" Gu Mingyue asked him.
Gu Minglu's brow slightly furrowed.
"I know I have no right to ask you, even as an old friend or a schoolmate, to ask you for a favor, is it impossible?" Gu Mingyue asked him, using a soft voice yet filled with strong sarcasm.
"In your mind, what kind of person am I?" Gu Minglu asked her.
His expression unchanged.
Not turning cold, nor appearing angry.
Yet just like that, he seemed, menacing.
