"Haven't you finished your business yet?" Guo Yuyun asked.
Song Xizhi caught the underlying meaning, scratched his head, and said, "I'm disturbing you here."
"That's not true, but I'm afraid I'm taking up your time."
"Not at all, I'd like to rest a bit too."
Guo Yuyun smiled. This young man seemed genuinely a bit foolish. She added, "As for my situation, I'm sure you know I'm completely unable to accept another person right now." It was better to be forthright.
"I can give you time," Song Xizhi said, seeing the other party so blunt. There was nothing to hide, so he spoke candidly.
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt." Guo Yuyun stood up, walked out of the room to the yard, where a tray of flowers had bloomed, probably earlier that morning; she had only just found out.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of getting hurt," Song Xizhi said.
"You really are a fool." Guo Yuyun continued, "I heard that my mother talked to you. Is that true?"
