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The reflections in the glass showed the two people leaning against each other. If you ignored their expressions, they seemed to be the most loving and well-matched couple in the world.
As Gu Shi stared at that shadow, memories flooded his mind.
Like an old movie that can't be turned off, the sound is noisy and jarring. Qi An'an likes to take pictures of their shadows side by side, and when they see a smooth shop window, she'll pull him to stop and take a picture.
How ridiculous.
It's all just her manipulative tactics.
Gu Shi thought that he could forget the past after going abroad, but a transoceanic phone call made him rush back without stopping.
He subconsciously pays attention to any information related to her.
Seeing that Gu Shi was still standing there frozen, Qi An'an tentatively asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm thinking about the past," Gu Shi replied frankly.
Qi An'an mustered her courage and asked, "Do you still have any of the photos we took together? I lost my phone before, and I lost everything."
Mentioning these things caused the surrounding air pressure to drop suddenly.
Meeting Gu Shi's gaze, Qi An'an wanted to run away, but in the blink of an eye, he pinned her against the French windows.
Compared to before, his current physique is something she can't possibly resist.
His hand gripped her slender neck, gradually tightening, like a hunter toying with his prey.
Her loose hair was slightly damp, and even her skin was unusually moist. She carried a scent he knew all too well—a faint fragrance of jasmine mixed with orange blossom. Despite her warm body, he felt cold.
He had thought countless times whether he would feel better if she died that day.
But now, she appears before him once again with such a harmless appearance.
How could she act so nonchalantly?
Talk about the past as if nothing happened, say you still love him as if nothing happened, and flirt with him as if nothing happened.
For him, every day of the past five years had been like living in hell, while she simply closed her eyes and opened them again, without the slightest guilt or regret. She began to treat herself with that hypocritical gaze, hypocritical smile, and hypocritical attitude once more.
He knew perfectly well that she had no hidden difficulties.
All her reactions that day pointed to one thing: she didn't love him, and she wanted to leave him.
She had no regrets whatsoever.
But now she's hypocritically saying that she still loves him.
She might be trying to please him for the sake of the Qi family, or she might be after his current status, but she could never love him.
If it weren't for him today, she might be with some other man...
Thinking of this, Gu Shi's face became even more gloomy, and his aura became even more terrifying.
"Ah, Shi..." Qi An'an's back was pressed against the cold glass, her neck was being choked, she was slightly suffocating, and her voice was stuck in her throat.
But she didn't struggle.
At that moment, a surge of passion welled up in her heart—he had finally erupted.
She managed to squeeze out a sentence, "I'm...I'm sorry."
“You haven’t done anything to wrong me.” Gu Shi’s voice was low and husky, tinged with the chill of the autumn night. “It’s normal for relationships to break up and get back together, but right now, you need to understand what your role is in my life.”
His hand loosened its grip on her neck and rested on her waist.
He was still wearing the same clothes he wore to the party, and even his tie was perfectly in place.
His face was as cold as a demon, yet his hand casually tugged at her belt, almost pulling her out of her bathrobe.
She seemed to lose her voice, a distinct blush rose on her cheeks, and her almond-shaped eyes became watery.
She did not struggle or resist, but she was trembling slightly with fear.
The last time Gu Shi saw her biting her lip, her eyes filled with tears, was in his bed.
He was thinking that he wanted her to cry even harder.
It is still the same now.
"Gu Shi—" Qi An'an suddenly cried out in panic, grabbing his arm tightly with both hands.
But her strength was no match for him. His hand slipped inside her bathrobe, and after gently kneading her, he said in a seemingly appraising manner, "Someone like you is only good for looking at your face."
Qi An'an's tears, which she had been holding back, suddenly fell: ? ? !
He's getting revenge on her!
He disliked her figure!
She was in a coma for five years, and she could barely walk properly. She hasn't recovered yet!
But she quickly suppressed those strange thoughts, simply lowering her trembling eyelashes and enduring his treatment.
The more miserable she is, the happier he will be.
Thinking about it this way, her nose stung, and she continued to shed tears silently.
She thought Gu Shi would continue to embarrass her, but Gu Shi stopped.
His pupils trembled slightly, and his lost rationality seemed to be returning. He wanted to teach her a lesson, return the humiliation she had inflicted on him, and see her cry in pain.
But when he actually saw her like that, the oppression and heaviness in his heart did not lessen at all.
He abruptly withdrew his hand and stepped back.
Before Qi An'an could even see his expression, he had already turned and walked towards the bathroom, leaving behind only the words, "You can get lost now, boring."
"..." Qi An'an's tears were still clinging to her eyelashes.
She can still act, but Gu Shi isn't here, so who is she acting for?
Xiao Hei came over and wiped away her tears, but it made her cheeks a little itchy.
Qi An'an stood there for a while, then felt a little tired.
Between sleeping in Gu Shi's room and spending the night curled up on the sofa, she chose the latter.
Sleeping on the sofa seems even worse.
Xiao Hei reminded him, "But he told you to get lost."
Qi An'an said with a nasal tone, "I didn't hear it."
Xiao Hei: "..."
She walked to the sofa and lay down.
Xiao Hei: "Aren't you going to bring a blanket?"
Qi An'an: "Isn't it too comfortable to be covered up in the blanket?"
Xiao Hei: "..."
An An is really ruthless to herself.
However, it always had some doubts about whether An'an had gone astray, and whether Gu Shi really wanted to torture her and take revenge on her.
Why is he becoming increasingly aggressive?
It wanted to discuss it with Qi An'an, but she was already too tired to continue and had fallen asleep.
It circled twice above her head and then nestled into her palm.
I'm tired, let's go to sleep.
——
The cold water poured down could not cool down the surging blood in Gu Shi's body.
The scalding tear seemed to still linger on his arm, burning his heart with pain.
He shouldn't be reacting like this, but he simply can't stop.
More than half an hour later, Gu Shi came out of the bathroom.
His gaze lingered on the sofa for a moment, but he eventually walked back to the bedroom.
Qi An'an was half asleep when she suddenly heard someone calling her. She didn't know how much time had passed.
"May you be safe and sound."
Gu Shi's voice was so distinctive that Qi An'an opened her sleepy eyes, got up from the sofa, and walked towards him.
"...Did you call me?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, clearly still half asleep.
As soon as she got close, she wrapped her arms around his waist and clung to him.
Gu Shi's expression turned slightly cold. He wanted to push her away, but then he heard her murmured, "Ah Shi, my knees hurt..."
She pressed her cheek against his chest, her eyes tightly closed, as if she could fall asleep like that.
Gu Shi lowered his head, his eyes flashing with rapidly changing emotions.
He didn't say anything in the end, but simply picked the person up and carried them back to the bedroom.
Jiang Ming's call came at a very inopportune time.
But Gu Shi still answered the call and put it to his ear.
"Gu Shi, you didn't...do anything heinous, did you? He just woke up, he's still weak..."
Gu Shi had no interest in listening to his nonsense. "Just say what you have to say."
Jiang Ming: "I know about you and Qi An'an."
I never expected Qi An'an to be such a high-profile and bold person, but now she seems to have toned down a lot, like a little white flower that has been ravaged.
What are you trying to say?
"A friendly reminder: don't do things you'll regret. Be rational."
Just as Jiang Ming thought he wouldn't respond and was about to hang up, he heard him say, "From that day on, I've never been rational again."
Jiang Ming remained silent. In fact, he could also see that Gu Shi was completely out of control when facing Qi An'an, which was why he said that.
Gu Shi put his phone aside and looked down at the sleeping figure on the bed.
Her jet-black hair was spread out on the pillow, her long, curled eyelashes covered her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were red. She looked pure and innocent, but she had no heart.
He didn't know how long she could maintain this obedient demeanor.
Gu Shi lay down, but remained an arm's length away from Qi An'an.
Little Black floated up and down, finally rubbing against Qi An'an, its fur brushing against her face.
Qi An'an's sleep was disturbed. She reached out and brushed it a few times, then rolled over and rolled towards Gu Shi.
Because she felt his warm body temperature, she unconsciously snuggled into his arms.
Gu Shi didn't open his eyes, nor did he lift the person up.
Seeing this, Xiao Hei could finally float peacefully onto the pillow, keeping its merits and fame hidden.
But after a short while, Gu Shi suddenly made a sound.
He lay on his side, clearly pulling the girl into his arms, but his hand lingered on her neck, gently caressing it.
In his mind, after tonight, he would have no further involvement with her and would completely sever ties with her.
But in that brief encounter, he knew all too well that his assumptions had already been shattered by reality.
The room was dimly lit, but Xiao Hei could clearly see that his eyes, which seemed to be brewing a storm, were struggling with something.
Little Black shuddered and hid in the gap between the pillows.
An'an, take care.
——
Gu Shi hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.
I didn't dream at all that night.
He suddenly opened his eyes. The room was dark, with heavy curtains blocking out all the light.
He reached out and touched the side, but there was no one there.
He suddenly got up and walked out of the bedroom.
"May you be safe and sound."
On the enclosed balcony, Qi An'an suddenly heard Gu Shi calling her name. She quickly went back, "Gu Shi, are you looking for me?"
Is he afraid she'll run away?
Even if you can't see her for a moment, you still have to look for her.
Gu Shi was standing in the entryway when he heard the sound and looked back.
The girl was still wearing that bathrobe, her hair loose, standing by the sunlit window, looking pure and innocent, much like the scene he had dreamed about many years ago.
Qi An'an met his gaze and explained softly, "I saw you were sleeping very soundly, so I didn't wake you up. I was just looking at the scenery outside."
Gu Shi remained silent with a sullen face.
She added, "Did you think I was gone?"
Gu Shi then spoke, "You can leave too."
"I'm not leaving."
"You've really gone all out for the Qi Group." He slowly approached. "You've been lying in bed for five years, and the first thing you think about after waking up is contributing to the family?"
"Can't I be... for you?"
"For me? Is that what you came with?"
He bent down to look at her, continuing his mockery, "You tell others that you love me, but... I can't feel it at all."
As he drew closer, a strong sense of oppression followed.
His gaze seemed to penetrate her, dissecting her piece by piece to see her clearly.
Qi An'an's breath hitched slightly. "Then you wait, you'll feel it eventually."
He reached out and pulled her in front of him, looking down at her condescendingly. "Qi An'an, look at yourself now. It turns out you're not so unapproachable after all. I really was quite useless before."
Qi An'an's face flushed red and then turned pale again as she was mocked. Her eyes were moist, and her small mouth opened and closed, but she did not refute him, as if she was silently enduring his ridicule.
Gu Shi did not feel pleased by this; instead, he became increasingly irritable, and his hands unconsciously tightened their grip.
Qi An'an cried because her hand bones were being gripped so tightly that she didn't have to pretend anymore.
In just one day, she's practically turned into a little bitter gourd!
Gu Shi snapped out of his daze, shook off her hand, and walked toward the bathroom.
Qi An'an rubbed her hands, sat down on the sofa, and asked tentatively, "Shall I order breakfast now? I still need to go back to the sanatorium later."
Gu Shi didn't turn his head, but just hummed in response.
Standing at the bathroom door, he glanced back, the mockery in his eyes long gone, leaving only silence.
Perhaps he could take another look, and see how she truly intends to love him...
He now holds the initiative.
Even if she wanted to run away one day, she couldn't escape without his permission.
This thought had taken root in his heart sometime ago, but it was only now that it was beginning to surface.
He could no longer control himself and let the thought take over his mind.
Breakfast was served quickly, with both Chinese and Western options, enough for almost three people.
When Gu Shi came out, Qi An'an had already started eating.
Seeing his sullen face, she explained, "I was so hungry my stomach hurt, so I ate first."
After she woke up, her stomach wasn't feeling well. When she was in the sanatorium, she ate three meals a day very regularly, but today she was more than two hours late.
Gu Shi pretended not to hear, sat down and picked up the meat bun.
“I thought your tastes would change after staying abroad for so long,” Qi An’an said casually, picking up another sandwich.
She likes sandwiches and milk, but Gu Shi will always love meat buns and soy milk.
Gu Shi: "Not everyone is like you."
Qi An'an: "..."
Was I implied?
But she wasn't fickle; she was just... doing it for the mission.
Qi An'an glanced at his neat clothes, implying, "I have no clothes to wear."
Gu Shi didn't look at her, as if he didn't want to look at her face at all. "Someone will bring it over later."
Qi An'an nodded, then suddenly felt that the atmosphere was too peaceful, like a dream, so she secretly glanced at him again.
He was unusually easy to talk to today.
These words were spoken to Xiao Hei.
But Xiao Hei was unusually quiet today.
Qi An'an glanced at her shoulder and found it limp and sticking to her body, almost like a flattened disc.
Just after finishing breakfast, someone brought over some clothes. After trying them on, Qi An'an suddenly remembered Gu Shi's sarcastic remarks about her figure last night, and a bitter feeling welled up inside her.
Honestly, she was still hurt!
Xiao Hei: "You said he couldn't do it back then."
Qi An'an: "Gu Shi didn't bring up the past, so why are you bringing it up?!"
Shut up, Xiao Hei.
After Qi An'an came out, she didn't see Gu Shi.
She finished the milk she hadn't drunk from the table, and then took a plate of dumplings with her to eat on the way.
As she walked out of the hotel, wondering how to get to the sanatorium, a young man approached her. "Miss Qi?"
Qi An'an nodded.
The other person smiled and said, "I'm Xiao Lin, Mr. Gu's assistant. Mr. Gu asked me to take you to the sanatorium."
Qi An'an: "...Okay, thank you."
This treatment made her a little flustered.
——
During Qi An'an's training, Qi Dong called her, but she didn't answer.
Jiang Mei was unaware of what had happened to her last night; she only inquired about the cocktail party.
Qi An'an casually mentioned a few things, then suddenly asked, "Isn't A-Ning my biological brother?"
"Wh-what?" Jiang Mei paused, her face instantly darkening. "Your dad told you that?"
Qi An'an shook her head; this was information collected by Xiao Hei.
Qi Ning was adopted by the Qi family.
However, judging from Jiang Mei's expression, it seems that it's not that simple?
Jiang Mei sneered, and as expected, she didn't hide anything anymore. "Qining is also your brother, your half-brother. I only found out recently. At first, he complained that I couldn't have a son and suggested we adopt one. I didn't care, so I agreed. But later I found out that Qining is actually your father's child with another woman..."
Qi An'an: "..."
Wonderful.
Therefore, Qi Ning was actually hostile towards her.
Xiao Hei's perception is absolutely correct.
Jiang Mei was so angry she almost had a heart attack. She continued to instruct, "An'an, it's good that you stay with Qi Dong. You have a share in the Qi family. You have to be more ambitious, you know? Qi Ning seems harmless, but I always feel that he has a lot of ambition."
Qi An'an nodded haphazardly.
In fact, she had no intention of competing for anything.
After her rehabilitation training ended, she found Xiaolin waiting at the door.
She was a little surprised; she thought Gu Shi would ignore her no longer.
"Wait a moment, let me pack."
Qi An'an left after saying that, and went back to her room.
With Zeng Xiaoxia's help, a small suitcase was quickly packed.
Qi An'an understands the principle of taking an inch and then a mile. Gu Shi has already tacitly allowed her to re-enter his world. Perhaps he felt he had enjoyed torturing her last night?
That night, when Gu Shi returned to the suite, he paused for a moment, then went back out to take another look. Only after confirming that he hadn't gone to the wrong place did he re-enter.
He frowned, his gaze sweeping across the living room. A soft blanket was spread in front of the sofa, an extra cushion had been placed on the sofa, and there were many bottles and jars on the coffee table.
His agitation subsided only when he saw the white sneakers beside him.
"Qi An'an," he called out coldly.
The sound of a wheelchair making a "gurgling" noise came from the balcony.
Soon Qi An'an appeared. She looked up and casually greeted her, "You're back."
What's going on?
Gu Shi's tone became a bit harsh, and Qi An'an's previously cheerful voice suddenly lowered, "I brought some things with me, otherwise it would be inconvenient for me to stay here."
Gu Shi stared at her for a long time, but did not scold her for taking the things away, which was an admission of her behavior.
"Have you eaten?" She got up from her wheelchair and walked towards him.
Her tone was so natural, just like before, every time he left his workplace, she would walk towards him from the side of the street, smiling and asking him if he had eaten well.
Her face now is identical to her face then.
Her eyes were also filled with concern for him.
"Um."
But he couldn't do what he used to do: pull her into his arms, warm her ears with his palms, and speak to her with his forehead pressed against hers.
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