Gu Qingyan froze for a moment, then lowered her head with a smile and said nothing more.
She had never argued with Chen Xun. There had never even been much joking between them.
But Gu Qingyan was somewhat different today.
In the past, her speech had always been refined and literary, yet she could strike straight at the heart of the matter, often leaving Chen Xun at a loss for words. Her blunt, unadorned words today made him somewhat unaccustomed, yet they still pierced straight into his heart.
Gu Qingyan turned her face away and looked at the scattered Crane Spirit Tree leaves on the ground.
Chen Xun parted his lips slightly, wanting to speak but stopping himself. This Gu Qingyan...
"I have personally heard many of your confessions and experiences," Gu Qingyan said softly. "Whenever you returned from outside back then, I would always listen to you speak of what you had experienced out there, of the storms and hardships you had weathered."
"Right..."
"Chen Xun."
Gu Qingyan raised her head again. Her eyes, soft yet stubborn, stared straight at Chen Xun, carrying an unusual forcefulness.
Chen Xun's gaze narrowed slightly. It was as though he were seeing Gu Qingyan like this for the first time. He answered seriously, "Right."
It was far too obvious.
Gu Qingyan was very clear-headed. She was neither mad nor devoid of reason.
"Then this time, you listen to me." Gu Qingyan had changed. Her gentle voice carried an incomparably firm resolve, a firmness she had never possessed before, as though for the first time she no longer cared what others thought. "I also... I don't want to ask about your experiences outside anymore."
After saying that, she bit her lip so faintly it was almost imperceptible, as if she had summoned all her