Just as Tang Wulin carefully put Gu Yue's phone back on the bedside table and reverently tucked in her blanket, silently vowing, I'll never court death again, he caught sight of a black corner sticking out of the pocket of the coat she had casually draped by the bed.
It was Gu Yue's wallet.
Having just endured the enormous shock of "Toe Unlock," Tang Wulin's curiosity was like a ball of yarn clawed at by a cat. Though his reason was screaming, Stop, his hand reached out on its own. Since he had already looked at her phone, why not... see what her bank card looked like? Would a "steel-straight woman" like Gu Yue use one of those plain black business cards without any design at all?
He reached over as lightly as possible, pinching the edge of the wallet between two fingers and trying to pull it from her pocket. The wallet was very thin, containing only a few cards and a small amount of cash.
However, the instant the wallet left her pocket, Gu Yue, who had been breathing evenly as though deeply asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.
There was no drowsiness in those eyes. They were clear and sharp—where was the haze of illness? She simply watched Tang Wulin, watched his hand frozen in midair with her wallet pinched between his fingers, and watched the complicated expression on his face that he had not had time to hide—a mixture of shock, guilt, and a tiny hint of greed regarding his earlier thoughts.
The air in the hospital room instantly froze.
Xu Xiaoyan sucked in a sharp breath beside them, wishing she could curl herself into an invisible ball.
"You," Gu Yue said softly, yet her voice struck Tang Wulin's heart like shards of ice, "what are you