Wanxia never asked him if he had eaten dinner before coming back, nor did she notice his slightly furrowed brows because of a stomachache. From beginning to end, she remained very quiet.
Or rather, she actually did notice, but just felt there was no need to ask.
Whether he was uncomfortable, whether he lived or died, had nothing to do with her.
After dinner, Wanxia returned to the master bedroom to shower and rest, while Gu Shaozhi went to the study to handle business. The state between the two seemed very calm; there was nothing strange.
But... even if they stood face to face, the distance was so great they couldn't see each other's shadows anymore.
The rift that night was known only to them.
In other words, it appeared the crack had appeared after Wanxia saw Qiu Zheng in the mental hospital.
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As usual, the two of them slept on the large bed in the master bedroom every night.
