Xiaoyan is very sad today.
Since I returned to school, it was not only because of the separation from Gu Ji, but also because of what happened last night.
[Last night.]
Faced with Yan Congyu's ambiguous request, Gu Ji refused without even a second thought.
He patted Yan Congyu's back and said, "Don't think about anything else. Go to sleep."
Yan Congyu discussed quietly, "Let's give it a try?"
Gu Ji's breathing became a little hoarse, but his answer remained the same: "Don't try."
Yan Congyu did not give up and wanted to try again to find the trace.
Gu Ji directly held his hand and said in a deep voice: "Go to sleep."
"If you keep making noise, we'll sleep in separate beds."
Yan Congyu had no choice, he could still tell the difference between the important and the unimportant, in the end he could only go to sleep sadly. 】
...
Yan Congyu's loss lasted for a long time.
...Does Gu Ji have no feelings for him at all?
It was not until the evening when he was having dinner with Gu Ji that Yan Congyu was distracted for the first time. Although he hid it well, Gu Ji still noticed it.
"Are you sick?" Gu Ji touched Yan Congyu's forehead, "Why do you look so listless?"
Yan Congyu held Gu Ji's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "It's okay."
Gu Ji saw the situation and asked, "Are you worried about something?"
Yan Congyu had no intention of hiding it from Gu Ji, and after hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
"Tell me?" Gu Ji pinched his face and said softly, "Can I help you solve it?"
Before this, Yan Congyu had helped him in many ways, and now that he had the chance, he also wanted to help him.
"Okay." Yan Congyu nodded quickly.
"What's wrong?"
Gu Ji paused. Why did he suddenly have a bad feeling, as if this incident was directed at him?
"I feel..." Yan Congyu picked up a piece of food for Gu Ji with chopsticks, pursed his lips and said: "I feel like a potato."
Gu Ji couldn't help coughing twice, "......?"
What does this describe?
He looked at the table and saw that there were no potatoes among the dishes.
"You want to eat potatoes? Ask the boss to add one." Gu Ji asked doubtfully, "Is this what you are worried about?"
Such a simple thought.
Yan Congyu: "............"
Seeing Yan Congyu's silence, Gu Ji realized that he had guessed wrong. He thought about it again, tilted his head and looked at him, "You don't look like a potato."
No matter how you compare it, from the outside to the inside, Xiaoyan doesn't seem to have anything to do with potatoes.
Yan Congyu was silent for a few seconds, "Think about it again."
As for the impression of potatoes...Gu Ji doesn't have a deep impression, because he doesn't eat potatoes and has never liked them since he was a child.
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