Tang Yuran quietly met his gaze for a while before she tugged the corners of her mouth and smiled at him, "Is this inscription... for me??"
"Yeah," Gu Yu's lips curved slightly as he nodded gently.
Tang Yuran stared at him for a while and then suddenly reached out her hand towards him.
"What for??" Gu Yu looked at her, puzzled.
"Lend me a pen for a moment," Tang Yuran blinked, her voice crisp as she spoke to him.
"Sure." Gu Yu nodded, reached over to pull open the drawer of the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and took out a black ink pen to give to Tang Yuran.
"Thanks." Tang Yuran took the black ink pen from his hand, then opened the cover of the book and began writing intently.
Gu Yu watched her with a trace of bewilderment, wanting to peek, but Tang Yuran blocked him with her hand.
"What are you writing?" he couldn't help but ask.