As Gu Luoxin wrestled with his inner turmoil, Noir swiftly finished off the fried rice in a few large mouthfuls, packed the styrofoam box and tossed it to the nearby trash can. Only when he shifted his attention forward did he notice that Gu Luoxin seemed to be on the verge of tears, his eyes rimmed red, lips pursed tight and cheeks flushed. Yet he still fought not to let them fall.
"..." Noir blinked, taken aback.
With a speed that was nearly invisible to naked eyes, he snatched up a toothpick, stabbed a piece of rice cake, and stuffed it into Gu Luoxin's mouth, causing the latter to look up at him in shock.
"You are very…" he paused for a while, searching for a suitable word before settling with, "expressive. What a crybaby."
