Being gazed at by such eyes, Gu Qiaoqiao felt treasured.
But she didn't know how to respond.
She could only look back at him with equal focus.
It seemed as if the moment she nodded, a belief she held firmly in her heart would come crashing down.
Yet, even without a collapse,
it was in danger.
The air in the room grew still for a moment.
A nameless emotion quietly spread within the room.
Often, at certain moments, no words are needed to express oneself.
In that moment, Qin Yize suddenly had an epiphany, he stopped waiting for Qiaoqiao's answer, he was no longer fixated on getting one.
He stood up, took Gu Qiaoqiao's hand firmly in his own, pulled gently with a hint of unnoticeable affection in his voice, "Let's take a walk in the yard."
Gu Qiaoqiao did not pull away, but obediently nodded and followed Qin Yize out of the carving studio.
Such a compliant Gu Qiaoqiao filled Qin Yize with tenderness, gripping her hand tightly.
What more was there to ask?