Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Gu Hai was sitting on the sofa reading company documents. When he saw Gu Ling coming in, he raised his head and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Gu Ling walked over and sat down opposite him: "Yeah, I've eaten."

"Did you have fun today?"

He should have been happy, but when he thought of someone, Gu Ling didn't know what emotion he should feel.

It’s a bit complicated, so Gu Ling chooses to give up thinking about it.

Gu Ling didn't say anything for a while. Gu Hai put down the documents and sat up straight: "It seems that he is unhappy."

He thought about what the housekeeper reported to him today, and the fact that Gu Ling was unhappy, and he had already begun to plan to fire Qiao Yu.

Things that have no value have no need to exist.

The conversations between the father and daughter often revolved around Gu Ling's physical health, and they had nothing else to talk about.

The living room quickly became quiet, and Gu Hai ended today's conversation with one sentence: "It's late, take a rest and go to bed early."

Gu Ling stood up, walked to the stairs, climbed a step, and stood there looking for a long time.

Gu Hai was wearing glasses and sitting on the sofa reading documents. There were a few pure white gardenias in the vase on the coffee table.

Sometimes when he was tired of reading documents, he would pinch his brows, his gaze fall on the gardenias, his eyes gently remembering someone who had passed away many years ago.

"Did you have fun today?" This question was asking about Gu Ling's mood and concerned about Gu Ling's health, but the person he really cared about was Ye Zhi, only Ye Zhi.

No one cared about the original body's existence, but because of Ye Zhi, her existence had meaning.

While she deeply loves her mother, she also deeply hates the identity of "Ye Zhi's daughter". This——

An identity she could not escape throughout her life.

Doesn't she deserve care? As an independent person.

"Father."

Gu Ling's voice echoed in the living room, attracting Gu Hai's attention. He was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Gu Ling to still be standing there.

Look, he didn't even care whether his daughter stayed or went.

He looked at her, but the distance between them was too far and Gu Ling could not see his own existence in her eyes.

She suddenly remembered Qiao Yu's gentle and smiling eyes.

"Is there anything else?" Gu Hai asked her.

"Do you want me to be happy?"

Gu Hai was stunned for a moment, then said, "Of course, I hope you are healthy and happy more than anyone else."

The answer was expected. The original body had been disappointed too many times and no longer had any expectations for this, so she had such a wish -

Please preserve as many good memories as possible.

Because there weren't many good memories in her life.

"I'm very happy today." Gu Ling's voice was light, "I will see Teacher Qiao again tomorrow, right?"

Gu Hai did not intend to refuse Gu Ling: "Of course."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Gu Ling returned to her room. Through her window, she could vaguely see the gate of the Gu family villa. Someone had just left there not long ago.

The system's round eggshell-like body sat on the edge of the windowsill: "Aren't you planning to stay away from Qiao Yu? Have you changed your mind?"

"Didn't he say he couldn't leave me? Then let him stay. When I leave this world, I will just give him some blessings as compensation for not being able to accompany him throughout his life."

"For example?"

"Live a long life and be free from worries?" Gu Ling thought about the things that humans like, and these are probably the only things they like.

After all, she still doesn't understand the complex emotions of humans, so she always makes decisions on her own.

The system was shaking, and he was having fun. He said nonchalantly, "They may not appreciate it."

Gu Ling looked at the deep night in the distance: "Ah, there is nothing I can do about it. I gave him a chance to stay away, didn't I?"

The little affection she gained from traveling through the world would make her soft-hearted towards some people for a moment, but she was ultimately a heart of stone.

She gave others a chance, but they gave up. No matter what the outcome was, it was not her fault.

……

The next day, Qiao Yu came to the studio to find Gu Ling as usual.

He entered the studio but didn't see Gu Ling. He saw the scattered drawing papers on the floor. He picked them up one by one and put them away, then began to sort out some other messy items.

He actually doesn't like to organize things. In his own studio, his things are always in a mess yet orderly. He has always believed that too regular arrangements will restrict his thinking.

But Miss Gu had a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so Qiao Yu got used to organizing things for her.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Ling still hadn't come. Qiao Yu waited for another ten minutes, and finally decided to knock on Gu Ling's door.

He knocked on the door and seemed to be waiting patiently at the door, but his frequent glances at his watch and the obvious anxiety in his eyes showed that he was not calm inside.

As time passed, his heartbeat quickened.

He thought about the wheelchair he had refused yesterday and about the eldest lady's heart disease. All these chaotic thoughts almost burst his head, so much so that he did not react when the door was opened.

"Mr. Qiao?"

Gu Ling was wearing pajamas, with messy long hair hanging on her shoulders, and her eyes were a little hazy as if she had just woken up.

She was just taking a nap.

Qiao Yu's eyes refocused. He looked at Gu Ling, who was safe and sound in front of him, and suddenly stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.

His body was even shaking slightly, but even in such an out-of-control hug, he subconsciously controlled the strength.

Gu Ling blinked, raised his hand and gently patted Qiao Yu's back in a soothing manner.

This action made Qiao Yu regain his senses. He let go of Gu Ling and said in a joking tone: "Miss is late today. It turns out she was sleeping in."

Gu Ling, a person who pays great attention to time, was suddenly late. No one knew how scared Qiao Yu was during those dozens of minutes of waiting.

Gu Ling said: "Sorry."

"What is there to apologize for? If you are tired, you should sleep in. I should be the one to apologize for disturbing your sweet dream." He smiled, "Go wash up, I'll get you some afternoon fruit."

Gu Ling glanced at his slightly trembling hands and nodded, "Okay."

While eating the fruit, Qiao Yu stared at Gu Ling intently. Gu Ling handed him an apple and said, "Would you like to eat it together?"

Sharing food sincerely and proactively is a sign of acceptance, and Qiao Yu took it with some surprise.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when the two actually walked into the studio and started painting.

Gu Ling stared at the two dark circles under Qiao Yu's eyes for a while, and under Qiao Yu's puzzled gaze, he pulled him to sit on the strawberry sofa.

"I slept in today, so to be fair I'll allow you to rest for a while."

"I..." Qiao Yu didn't finish his words.

Gu Ling's fingers gently stroked his dark circles. When he bent down, his long hair fell down, and a familiar fragrance lingered at Qiao Yu's nose.

"Article 1 of the Studio Rules."

Qiao Yu reflexively continued with the following content: "Qiao Yu must listen to Gu Ling."

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Qiao Yu smiled softly: "Okay."

Gu Ling started today's painting practice within sight of Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu had only intended to take a nap for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep so quickly.

Although he seemed to be acting aggressive yesterday, he was actually full of anxiety. After returning home, his mind was full of the scenes that happened during the day, and he didn't sleep at all.

After arriving at Gu's house, he was frightened by Gu Ling's lateness and became nervous. Now that Gu Ling is by his side, his attitude has softened.

I relaxed my mind and fell asleep quickly.

The breeze blew through the curtains, and the tall young man fell asleep on the strawberry sofa. Gu Ling stared at him for a long time before he started moving the paintbrush in his hand again.

It was already dusk when Qiao Yu woke up, and Gu Ling was standing by the window watching the sunset.

The sunset filled the entire studio, except for the light that shone on his head, which was blocked by a slender figure.

He sat up straight, then stood up and walked forward step by step following Gu Ling's shadow.

"The sunset is beautiful today." said Gu Ling.

"Yeah." Qiao Yu stood beside her.

"The sunsets in different places have different beauties. Do you want to go and see them?"

Gu Ling turned and looked at Qiao Yu: "Where are you going?"

The gentle sunset glowed, but it was not as gentle as the tenderness in Qiao Yu's eyes: "You can go anywhere you want."

"But the prerequisite is to take me with you."

Gu Ling asked: "Normally, shouldn't you be the one taking me with you?"

"Because I want to give the initiative to the young lady." Qiao Yu said seriously, "The young lady will always be the first in Qiao Yu's heart. Even Qiao Yu himself cannot compare to her in this respect."