It was still Lanting Restaurant, with Jiang Muwan sitting across from Gu Jiangnian, who methodically draped his clothes over the back of the chair.
Gazing at him with a somber expression, she watched him for a long while then reached into her bag and rummaged around, pulling out a lighter. Gu Jiangnian, who had just sat down, saw this and abruptly stood up, seizing Jiang Muwan's arm.
"What are you doing?"
"Didn't you tell me to go light the gas tank?"
"If I tell you to eat shit, will you go do it?" Gu Jiangnian had never seen such an obedient Jiang Muwan—whatever he said, she would do? Had the sun risen from the west?
"Do you think I'm like you? Do you think I enjoy that stuff? Despite having been with you, this dog of a man, for so long, I still remember distinctly that I am a human being."
