He looked at his own fingers in a trance and let loose a moment after. Shaking his head, he returned to the food in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth mechanically. His eyes blank and empty as if he was a machine that was operating automatically.
Ouyang Xueqing stared at him with a sigh and returned to her seat. She leaned her upper body forward and propped her chin up. "Why are you drinking wine alone at night?"
Yu Jingzhi didn't answer. Hell, she even doubted whether he heard her question or not.
"Yu Jingzhi?"
He kept on stuffing his mouth with food, even when he still hadn't munched it down, he kept on stuffing, stuffing and stuffing until his cheeks bulged out.
Finally, Ouyang Xueqing realized that something was wrong. "Hey, hey, hey." She tugged on his hand to pull his attention. "What's wrong? Slow down, will you? Yu Jingzhi…?"
Yu Jingzhi lowered his head, his long eyelashes created a shadow on his cheeks.
