Zhou An?
Zhou An again.
Just what kind of man was he?
Xie Yanci gripped the door handle tightly, so angry he wanted to slam the door and storm out.
He still remembered that when he had died to follow his beloved, all he had wanted was for Xu Shi to be happy in this world.
He did not need to be part of his life.
Just like those five years when Xu Shi had forgotten him.
He existed only in a black sketchbook, closed and gathering dust.
Watching Xu Shi secretly cry every night because he had been mistreated, he had been unable to do anything.
He could only secretly hold him after he fell asleep.
Actually, having someone who truly existed in this world love Xu Shi was a good thing too.
Was Zhou An good to you?
Through the crack in the door, Xie Yanci quietly glanced sideways at Xu Shi, who stood some distance away with his back to him, pouring coffee.
He took a deep breath and slowly tilted his head back.
He did not let his tears fall.
"I... I think I'll pass," Xu Shi said quietly.
"!"
Xie Yanci suddenly looked toward him.
As he lowered his head, his tears slipped down without his realizing it.
He ignored them, his fingers tightening around the door handle.
"He, he just took the designer assessment, and the results aren't out yet. He must be really nervous right now. Let's go cheer him up," Xu Yu said softly.
"Honestly, compared with Song Zhixing, I still think you'd be more comfortable with Zhou An."
"?"
Song Zhixing?
Xie Yanci frowned.
Why was that third-rate director Song Zhixing after his wife everywhere he went?
Xu Shi sighed. "When?"
"Six tonight!"
"..."
Xu Shi slowly nodded.
Zhou An and