An elderly Japanese lady at the door tapped lightly, then pushed it open and spoke a few words of Japanese to him. Gu Shaocheng responded in Japanese as well. Soon, two cups of green tea were brought in, and the door was shut once more.
"I apologize, I have been quite busy these past few days." His apologetic tone somehow silenced any grievances she might have had. She also did not overlook the weariness in his brow. How could she complain under such circumstances?
Moreover, she didn't have the courage to do so.
"Are you tired?" Chenxing got up from her bed and knelt behind him, gently massaging his temples. Gu Shaocheng did not resist and relaxed in his seat on the tatami, sipping his green tea. He did not hide his state from her: "I'm a bit tired. Join me for a dip in the hot springs. Your body is so cold. Don't sleep by the window in the future, you might catch a cold."
"I'm fine, just a little bored."
