Qi Gu's way of showing concern was simple and blunt. It always came back to, "Are you okay? How about I buy you something to eat?"
Anything more than that was beyond him.
Having been placed in Qi Gu's circle of friends, Lin Hanzhi received precisely that sort of concern.
Now that he had been provided with food, Lin Hanzhi leaned back against the hospital bed and slowly sipped the nourishing soup Qi Gu had ordered.
Qi Gu seemed to have an instinctive sensitivity to how food tasted. Even without trying it, he could tell which restaurant's food would taste better.
Even in a hospital bed, Lin Hanzhi couldn't sit still. He photographed the soup from every conceivable angle, then picked his favorite shot and sent it to Qi Gu: [Got it. It's delicious *-*]
Qi Gu: [Glad you like it]
Under the pitch-black night sky, the reservoir lay calm and still. Aquatic plants swayed along the bank, and the calls of insects and birds filled the air. Dense trees stood beyond the reservoir, their overlapping shadows swaying in the wind like a throng of ghosts.
After replying, Qi Gu put away his phone and looked at the three anglers who had been waiting for ages inside a little wooden cabin by the reservoir. Puzzled, he asked, "Why is there a cabin here?"
Angler number one, the "Angler Never Gets Skunked" who had posted on Weibo asking for help, was fairly clean-cut and wore glasses. He said politely, "Hello, Master Qi. We built this cabin ourselves so we'd have somewhere convenient to rest after night fishing."
Qi Gu paused. "...Nice work. Don't build another one."
Angler number two ventured, "A-are you saying this cabin is haunted?!"
"No wonder I've been feeling chilly lately and haven't been catching any fish. Obviously