Chapter 221: Chapter 221: So things are easily addictive once you get involved Chapter 221: Chapter 221: So things are easily addictive once you get involved A crescent moon hung on the treetops.
With the breeze, the sliver swayed like a small boat a few tis.
Gu Qiaoqiao suddenly woke with a start.
Slowly, she sat up in bed.
She raised her eyes towards the living room outside the bedroom.
A faint, diffuse yellow light leaked through the crack of the door…
Had Qin Yize co back?
Gu Qiaoqiao rolled out of bed and gently opened the bedroom door.
The chandelier in the living room was off.
Only a lamp beside the sofa was turned on.
Qin Yize, with his head down, sat on the sofa, flipping through docunts.
Upon hearing her, he suddenly looked up.
A girl, still sowhat sleepy-eyed, wearing a white nightgown and bathed in the moonlight that filtered in through the bedroom window, stood before him like a mountain sprite.
At that mont, Qin Yize’s chest lurched with emotion.
He slowly set down the docunts in his hands, his eyes deep, his voice gentle, “Did I wake you?”
Gu Qiaoqiao knitted her brows slightly, her nose picking up a faint sll of antiseptic.
Was he injured?
Gu Qiaoqiao walked over to the sofa across from Qin Yize and, after taking a seat, hesitated before asking, “Are you injured?”
Qin Yize raised his eyebrows, moved his left arm a bit, and smiled, “It’s just a minor scratch, nothing serious…”
A minor scratch?
It seed to Gu Qiaoqiao that in Qin Yize’s eyes, an injury only counted if it required hospitalization and surgery.
Qin Yize wore a black night robe, concealing any sign of injury, but she had just seen him flipping docunts with his right hand, indicating his left must be the injured one.
Qin Yize was a leftie, but his right hand was equally deft. It was peculiar how in everyday life he used his left, but for brushing teeth and writing, he used his right.
Maybe this was what people ant by being ambidextrous.
Now closer, Gu Qiaoqiao thought she could detect a hint of blood.
She looked towards Qin Yize’s arm, hesitated for a mont, then stood up and walked over to him.
After a pause, she sat down next to him, turned her head, and ever so gently reached out towards Qin Yize’s left arm…
Just as Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand was about to touch his left arm, Qin Yize subtly shifted, deftly evading her touch.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s hand froze midair.
She blanked for a second, then awkwardly withdrew her hand.
Qin Yize’s gaze lingered on those little hands as they retreated, then he turned his attention to Gu Qiaoqiao’s face.
Staring intently into Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyes, he leaned in slightly and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, “So things, once touched, are easy to get addicted to, what should be done then?”
Gu Qiaoqiao stiffened, her clear, water-like eyes suddenly widened, and her rosy lips involuntary parted slightly.
Her heart began to beat in a flustered rhythm.
And it seed her cheeks were warming up.
Qin Yize, why would he say such words on a quiet night like this?
Gu Qiaoqiao felt lost and abruptly stood up, walking towards her own bedroom.
A hint of disappointnt flickered in Qin Yize’s starry eyes.
He then hooked the corner of his mouth in self-mockery.
He thought, the wound on his arm was evidence of his lingering concern.
This was a bad sign.
Because for them, every mission was undertaken with the mindset of no return; otherwise, they would hesitate when it ca ti to act.
It’s said that only by putting oneself in a dead end can one truly live.
That was the principle.
Yet this ti, he had made a rookie mistake.
He had been reflecting all the way here, but couldn’t bring himself to sever the affection he had for the girl.
Yes, indeed, it was attachnt!
Only with attachnt cos concern, and with concern, he would beco hesitant.
This was not allowed.
It was also irresponsible to the other team mbers.
For the first ti in his life, Qin Yize began to question his own actions.
Yet all these doubts crumbled the mont he saw Gu Qiaoqiao.
He lowered his gaze, remaining silent.
The air in the room seed to freeze for a mont.
Gu Qiaoqiao stopped after taking the fifth step.
She turned her head to look at the man sitting on the sofa, his gaze lowered.
Biting her lip, she turned back and quickly walked to Qin Yize, saying lowly and heavily, “Let see your wound.”
She still couldn’t bring herself to ignore it.
Qin Yize hooked the corner of his mouth but gently lifted the sleeve of his left arm to his elbow.
There, his forearm was bandaged, stained with mottled blood, which seed to still be seeping droplets of fresh blood.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s eyes fell on Qin Yize’s forearm.
No wonder she had slled the scent of blood—it was still bleeding.
Gu Qiaoqiao’s mind cleared of its earlier fog as she asked with concern, “It’s already been bandaged, why is it still bleeding?”
Qin Yize frowned slightly, speaking slowly, “Maybe it was during the shower.”
“Then you shouldn’t shower,” Gu Qiaoqiao blurted out.
Qin Yize raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Gu Qiaoqiao knew what she said was nonsensical. This man had always been keen on cleanliness, or as people say, had a tidiness obsession—how could he possibly not take a shower?
She stared at Qin Yize’s arm, but couldn’t help reflecting on his words.
She understood the aning behind them.
What she ought to do at this mont was to turn back to her bedroom and continue sleeping.
He was a doctor; he knew his condition. Anyway, dicine had been applied; it should be fine.
But her steps seed sowhat heavy.
Looking at Qin Yize’s lowered handso brows and eyes, he didn’t seem to care much, yet he also seed tired.
Finally, Gu Qiaoqiao slowly sat beside him, gently lifting Qin Yize’s arm, placing her fingers lightly on the bandage over his wound.
She began to unravel the gauze bit by bit.
After thinking, she fetched a dical kit from outside and started dabbing at the wound with dicated cotton.
The wound was large, stitched up with about a dozen stitches.
It looked like it had been cut with a sharp instrunt.
She carefully dabbed around the wound with Spiritual Energy on her fingertips.
After all, Qin Yize seed to have known about her unusual abilities for so ti now.
There was no need for her to keep hiding them.
Qin Yize glanced at Gu Qiaoqiao, who was ticulously re-dressing his wound. His gaze softened, and in a gentle voice, he said, “Your performance yesterday afternoon was very good.”
“It was okay,” Gu Qiaoqiao said softly.
His information network was truly efficient.
It was already early morning the next day, so saying ‘yesterday afternoon’ was not an exaggeration.
But with Chu Chengfeng’s big mouth, Qin Yize would have known right away.
“The Jade Flute belongs to your grandfather, right?” Qin Yize continued to ask.
The scent of fresh bamboo enveloped both of them.
Quiet, gentle, yet it carried a hint of an invasive quality.
As if it could conquer territories silently.
Gu Qiaoqiao lowered her head, softly humming a confirmation, then said, “It’s an Organ Box that grandpa carved when he was ten, filled with pearls; it was a gift for Great Grandma’s thirtieth birthday.”
“The color of pearls nurtured in fine Jadeite changes, doesn’t it?”
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