"Didn't you say you had a lot to do this afternoon?"
Gu Xinzhou shifted the topic guiltily, her gaze falling on the phone on the bay window.
Song Zhen entered the bathroom.
When he came out, he had a towel and pulled her hand over to start wiping it: "I was worried about you, so I came to check on you."
Gu Xinzhou looked up at him: "I'm in the room, what is there to be worried about?"
"Didn't you fall?" Song Zhen said, switching to her other hand to wipe, eyeing her: "Don't you want to be in love?"
Gu Xinzhou lifted her little face, a touch of emotion spreading in her clear eyes.
Song Zhen didn't look at her anymore.
Actually, every time they locked eyes, he too would feel his face heat up and his heart race.
"Ahem." Song Zhen finished wiping her hands, turned around with the towel, and headed to the bathroom: "Why do I feel like I'm in love every day?"
With those words, he was already in the bathroom.
The sound of running water came through.
