Male Dormitory.
With Qi Yue's help, the pair lifted and reinstalled the bed board together; the bed was temporarily back in use.
After confirming that Gu Huai had finished his medicine and was not in serious trouble, Qi Yue prepared to leave, but noticed that Gu Huai's gaze on her seemed as if he wanted to say something, so she stopped in her tracks again.
"Uh, Genius, do you need something else?" Qi Yue asked.
"Nothing, walk slowly on your way out," Gu Huai said.
"Oh..." Qi Yue scratched her head.
If there was nothing... then why did his gaze seem like he didn't want her to go...
Perhaps because a sick person feels somewhat vulnerable, Qi Yue couldn't help thinking that Gu Huai's gaze seemed particularly soft at that moment, brimming with a hint of dependency. His gaze was tangible, like thick, sticky threads, making it hard for her to take a step away; she couldn't bear to leave him by himself and even felt the urge to... hug him.
Qi Yue: "...!!!"
What was she thinking!