Gu Xinzhou's eyes were swollen beyond recognition, her hair slightly disheveled.
She rarely spoke to Song Zhen with a pleading tone, and her watery eyes also showed a hint of begging.
Song Zhen tenderly took her hand, "Come with me."
The door opened.
It was empty inside, and Song Zhen led Gu Xinzhou into his bedroom.
Gu Xinzhou was anxious, "Where's George?"
Song Zhen said gently, "He's asleep, right here, he won't run away. But it's you who needs to rest now."
He led her to the bathroom, trembling faintly with his large hand.
Even though Gu Xinzhou had apologized to him over the phone tonight, the real instigator of the whole incident was actually him!
If he hadn't been so shortsighted at the beginning, failing to recognize her as he did five years later, if he hadn't made a mistake while drunk, how would his dear Xinzhou have suffered from the subsequent series of misfortunes?
