Ai Zhiyi lowered his gaze, not daring to look into Chu Weixu's eyes which were still showing him an angry eye. Ai Zhiyi knew how disappointed Chu Weixu was with him, but he couldn't help but be quiet.
Gritting his teeth, Ai Zhiyi tried hard to remain still, suppressing the distress that weighed on his heart. Even though it was difficult to handle and made his chest feel uneasy as if it would tear and spill out his anxiety, he tried hard to stand it.
A few minutes after Chu Xinian left the house, Ai Zhiyi and Chu Weixu still hadn't talked to each other yet. They were silent in the most complex situation.
The silence still lasted in the long tension, carrying a chill that made their atmosphere feel uncomfortable as if they were caught in a fierce feud even without words.
The discomfort made Ai Zhiyi feel like he wanted to take Chu Baiyu to escape with him, then hide for a while, waiting for the situation to become more conducive.
