Gong Xiaoqiao began to talk to herself, "There was a bread walking on the road, suddenly felt hungry, and ate itself up."
Gu Hangshen: "..."
Gong Xiaoqiao: "One day, a rabbit unluckily fell into a box, and when it came out, it had turned into a duck. Do you know why?"
Gu Hangshen: "..."
Gong Xiaoqiao: "Because there was a transformer in the box."
Gu Hangshen half of his face turned dark: "..."
Gong Xiaoqiao: "Hmm, let me tell you another story about a Swordsman! You know, Gu Hangshen, I think this Swordsman is really a lot like you! A deserted city, a howling wind, the slanting sun like blood. The Swordsman stood in the wind, his sword was cold, his gaze was cold, his heart was cold, so, he froze to death!"
Gu Hangshen's whole face went dark: "..."
Gong Xiaoqiao blinked and asked him, "Gu Hangshen, don't you feel cold?"
Gu Hangshen's face had turned completely black: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Gong Xiaoqiao put her hands together, "It's so cold, can I sleep with you?"
Gu Hangshen was at a loss for words.
"No."
Sleep together? Just hearing these three words, he was already struggling to maintain control, let alone put it into practice.
"Hmm~ so mean, getting drunk and going crazy, hugging someone and refusing to let go, then waking up and pretending not to recognize them…" Gong Xiaoqiao's hopeful gaze extinguished instantly, she hung her head down, sadly hugging a big white pillow and muttering to herself as she reluctantly moved towards the door, looking back every three steps.
When she had almost moved out of sight, she turned her head back and looked at him with eyes like those of an abandoned little animal, her face a picture of sorrow and her voice dripping with sweetness, "Gu Hangshen… Hangshen brother… Hangshen…"
Gu Hangshen rubbed his forehead, "Come here."
Gong Xiaoqiao immediately threw the pillow aside and dashed over, burrowing into the covers in the blink of an eye, pulled his arm to use as a pillow, and without any hesitation, she touched him all over.
"Hiss—-" Gu Hangshen frowned at the cold.
He knew letting this girl in was like letting the wolf into the house.
"I'm not wearing any clothes." Gu Hangshen looked at her expressionlessly.
"I know, I don't mind." Gong Xiaoqiao shamelessly responded, her ice-cold hands brazenly touching his chest, melting into his warmth like a boneless little kitten.
"Touch me again and you're sleeping by yourself."
"Oh…"
"Still touching."
"Stingy."
Only after she had fallen asleep did Gu Hangshen sit up and light a cigarette.
She must've had a nightmare; that's why she came to him.
A moment ago, he clearly saw the tear stains on her cheeks, but he didn't say anything.
Four years ago, on the day of the college entrance exam, she had crazily given up on the test to go to the airport to find Qin Yao; as a result, her mother who had been chasing after her was tragically hit by a truck while crossing the road...
Since that time, she had been afraid to sleep alone; she needed him by her side every night to feel secure.
But then, one day, she stopped asking for his company and even suggested moving to the dorm. He thought she was just speaking casually, but to his surprise, she stubbornly went on a hunger strike.
This deliberate distancing, how could he not feel it.
She must still care, right? Mad at him for hiding the fact that Qin Yao and Xiao Rou were together, for making her the last to know.