After the door closed, Gu Xingyue stood in the corridor for two seconds.
The corridor lamps glowed a dim yellow, and the night breeze poured through the half-open windows, dispelling even his last trace of tipsiness.
He glanced down at his arm. Huo Yutong had clutched his cuff for so long that several creases had formed in it.
He smoothed out his cuff, turned toward his own room, and walked at an unhurried pace.
He had barely taken two steps when a figure appeared around the corner.
Bei Bei leaned against the wall, holding a cup of hot tea she had filched from who knew where. The smile tugging at her lips looked anything but respectable.
"Got her back? Why didn't you stay?"
"Mm. Huh?!!"
"Ah, forget it. I'll stop teasing you."
Bei Bei took a sip of hot tea.
Then she added, "Really, nothing happened?"
Gu Xingyue turned his head to look at her. "What do you spend all day filling your head with?"
Bei Bei shrugged unconcernedly and walked beside him, teacup in hand. "I'm just concerned about my juniors' romantic progress. Yutong is usually so reserved. She only dares speak her heart when she's drunk. That's a rare opportunity."
"When did you change careers and become a matchmaker?"
"I've always been one," Bei Bei said with perfect confidence. "You only just noticed?"
Gu Xingyue did not answer and pushed open his door.
Bei Bei stopped at the doorway, showing no intention of entering. She simply leaned against the doorframe and added, "His Majesty will send someone over with the document first thing tomorrow morning. Elder Xuan Zi wants you to gather in the main hall early. Don't be late, or you won't even get breakfast. After all, Elder Xuan Zi is a..."
"Got it."
Bei Bei nodded