He was holding a women's handbag, with a pink silk scarf wrapped around the strap.
Gu Qingran had never helped me carry a bag before. As he put it, he's a big man, carrying such a bag would make him seem effeminate.
Yang Kewei was holding his arm, laughing and joking like a little girl, occasionally tugging at his tie.
She was making a fuss, and he was laughing.
Like a real couple.
When he was with me, there were rarely such moments of emotional expression.
He always said he didn't like girlfriends who were too noisy, so I kept suppressing myself.
Whether at home with him or out with his friends, I tried hard to play the role of a gentle and quiet girlfriend.
Turns out, with someone he truly cares about, he can indulge a bit of noise.
I stared at her, once again feeling how ridiculous my years of effort had been.
Gu Qingran and Yang Kewei went into the VIP lounge.
Not long after, Gu Qingran came out alone again.
He picked up his phone and made a call first.