He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

Xu Zuo supported Qu Yi's body with one hand behind him, while holding a black umbrella with the other.

His colleagues arrived just then, and he nodded slightly to them again before striding into the rain, his figure gradually becoming blurred.

A few people were left standing at the restaurant entrance, looking at each other in bewilderment.

I don't know who made the first remark.

"I want to be in a relationship too."

"Ahhh, me too!!"

"I want this kind of cute puppy! I love it!"

"Why do I feel like he's not very babyish?"

"You don't understand, it's precisely this kind of seemingly sweet and innocent exterior that's actually quite cunning and mischievous!"

"Want to be in a relationship? Add me."

"...Um, does your husband agree?"

"I'll go back and ask him."

One of the men, veins bulging, pointed at himself and said to the woman who had spoken, "Hu Anqi!!! Your husband is right here, who are you going to ask?!"

The woman named Hu Anqi was stunned for a second, then turned around and said, "Hahaha, you're here too, I forgot."

Oh no, another one who's drunk and confused.

Holding an umbrella, I helped Qu Yi into the car. By the time I got into the driver's seat, I was also a little wet.

Qu Yi sobered up a bit and turned to look at him: "You're soaked."

Xu Zuo: "It's a minor issue, I'm in good health."

The car started, raindrops pattered against the windows, and the wipers kept running to provide the driver with a good enough view.

Qu Yi remained silent for a while before asking, "Xu Zuo, why do you like me?"

Xu Zuo didn't expect her to ask this question, but he only thought for a few seconds before answering: "There is no standard answer to this kind of question."

"Really..." Sometimes she didn't quite understand why Xu Zuo liked her, just as she couldn't understand why Gu Yifan would rather remain unmarried for life than not stay by her side. Although the outside world said that she and Gu Yifan were a couple, only the two of them knew that they had never really been together.

Gu Yifan accompanied her like a close friend, year after year. Time slipped through her fingers, but he never changed his original intention.

She had told him he didn't need to do that, that she couldn't give him anything.

Gu Yifan didn't take it to heart, responding with a very ordinary smile. He said, "You don't need to give me anything. All I want is to be by your side. I don't need anything else. I'm not greedy."

Xu Zuo is somewhat different from Gu Yifan; his expression of emotion is more direct and passionate.

He said whatever came to mind, even asking questions like, "Am I being too greedy?"

Back home, Qu Yi had just changed her shoes when he hugged her. He whispered in her ear, his voice soft and tinged with laughter:

"I know how to answer you."

"Ok?"

Xu Zuo pressed her cheek against his chest. Besides feeling the slightly dampness of her clothes, Qu Yi could directly feel the warmth of his skin, and what she heard...

—The pounding of a heart.

One voice after another.

"It tells me that I should like you, that I should love you."

"The first time we met, I woke up from my coma and saw a girl reading a book in the light. She was so dazzling. It was as if she lived in the light. When she put down her book and looked at me, I felt that the whole world was bright. Of course, there was also the most cliché and intuitive feeling... that is, she is so beautiful. So beautiful that I want to have her, to collect her, to have her all to myself, to hide her away and not let anyone else see her."

"Ah...is that a bit perverted? I hope it doesn't scare you."

Xu Zuo himself laughed out loud at the end.

Will it scare you?

No.

Qu Yi's eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, her curled eyelashes trembled slightly a few times, and then she pushed him away.

Xu Zuo was stunned and clenched his fist.

So, she was scared after all?

After Qu Yi quickly took a shower and lay down, the only light in the room was from the warm-colored bedside lamp. After a while, the door was pushed open.

Xu Zuo walked in quietly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and took her hand that was on the quilt.