Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

A beautiful young girl was sitting in the shade of a tree, painting. Bright spots of sunlight were dancing on her body as they shone through the shadows of the tree.

Looking up, the entire East Lake Park is covered with cherry blossoms. When the wind blows, petals fall from the branches, like a dynamic painting.

Logically speaking, if the entire picture were painted on paper, the overall tone should be pink.

But Qiao Yu painted on the drawing paper, and the azure sky occupied most of the page, with the melancholy blue of varying shades pressing from the sky to the ground.

The tiny dots of light were outlined by the golden brush, and the girl who was quietly painting seemed to glow, and against the backdrop of the vast sky, she looked like a god who was temporarily staying on earth.

That was his goddess of Moose, the girl he longed to approach but was timid to approach.

……

The sun was getting hotter, so Qiao Yu asked Gu Ling to take a rest and go to the restaurant for lunch.

When he approached Gu Ling, Gu Ling suddenly stopped painting and covered the drawing board with a huge white canvas.

In her hasty movements, the paint from the brush left a mark on the back of her fair hand.

Qiao Yu paused, then walked over and said, "It's time for lunch break."

Gu Ling nodded. When Qiao Yu was about to put away Gu Ling's painting tools, Gu Ling grabbed his arm and said, "Just ask a few people to watch over them. There's no need to put them away."

Gu Ling's soft palm rested on his forearm. His eyes lingered on the back of Gu Ling's hand for a moment and asked, "Who should I call?"

Gu Ling was silent.

She always didn't like the people she was monitoring to appear in her sight. It was obviously impossible to call these people over on her own initiative. However, she didn't want Qiao Yu to see this painting.

Qiao Yu gently broke free from Gu Ling's hand, took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket and handed it to her: "The back of your hand is dirty, wipe it."

Just like when they first met, Qiao Yu maintained just the right distance. He didn't help Gu Ling wipe the water off the armrests of her wheelchair, and now he didn't help her wipe the paint off the back of her hand.

Everything returned to the beginning, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

But clearly...he put a hat on her this morning.

"Thank you." Gu Ling took the wet wipes and stepped aside, which meant that he was allowed to pack up.

Qiao Yu walked past Gu Ling. He carefully wrapped the drawing board with a canvas, not letting the painting on it show at all. Then he carefully and patiently sorted everything out and put it away: "Miss, let's go."

Gu Ling looked at the parasol handed to him and took it in his hand.

The warm umbrella handle still retained Qiao Yu's warmth.

Qiao Yu was one step ahead of Gu Ling, walking in front and leading the way. Gu Ling was staring at the two shadows on the ground, slightly distracted.

Qiao Yu was a more delicate person than she had imagined. With just a dodging motion, he understood that she wanted to keep a distance from him.

In fact, if the life of this body was not too short, she would not be opposed to being with Qiao Yu.

She should not bother such a good person.

……

After lunch break, the two returned to the original place to paint. The pure blue of the sky was dyed orange, and the bright sunlight became dim and hazy.

Gu Ling carefully put away the painting he had finished, and when he looked up he found that Qiao Yu had already put away his things.

She asked curiously, "Where is the painting you drew today?"

Qiao Yu stretched out his hand towards her: "How about exchanging our paintings?"

Gu Ling looked down at the ground: "Forget it then."

Qiao Yu didn't say much and took Gu Ling back the same way.

The atmosphere in the car was a little dull compared to when they set out. The car stopped in front of the Gu family villa and Gu Ling got out.

Gu Ling said goodbye to him: "Then..."

"Miss." Qiao Yu stood in front of her, "Is there anything I have done that makes you unhappy?"

After holding it in for a whole day, Qiao Yu couldn't help it anymore.

He thought about it for a whole day but couldn't figure out what the problem was. They had been getting along very happily during this period, so why did Gu Ling suddenly change?

He could obey all the eldest lady's instructions, but this time he couldn't obey Gu Ling's wishes.

Qiao Yu was very clear that he couldn't stay away.

Gu Ling pursed his lips: "No."

When the eldest lady is unhappy, she always purses her lips, and Qiao Yu knows her little tricks.

"Then why are you unhappy now?" Qiao Yu took a step forward, "Why are you unhappy? Because of me, right?"

Qiao Yu approached step by step, but Gu Ling did not move at all. Facing a series of questions, she calmly said, "Qiao Yu, don't come near me."

Qiao Yu stopped, and the distance between them was closer than ever before, so close that he only needed to lower his head slightly to kiss Gu Ling's forehead.

His heart continued to sink, his hands and feet were cold, and the air was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

He smiled, but his eyes were silent in the night, and the curve of his mouth seemed to be tainted with cold temperature.

His voice was very deep, and when he spoke it seemed as if a sharp knife kept cutting across his throat, so that his throat ached and felt blocked with every word.

"The first time I saw you was on a dark, rainy day, but strangely, in such weather my heart beat faster and the blood in my body began to boil."

"Gu Ling, do you believe it?"

Gu Ling looked at him and frowned slightly. She expected Qiao Yu's next sentence to be a confession of love for her at first sight.

Although choosing to confess at this moment was an unwise decision.

Qiao Yu took another step forward, and their footsteps crossed. The bright street lights above their heads cast their shadows clearly onto the ground.

There was only a millimeter of distance between them, and under the street light, the two shadows were closely connected.

Qiao Yu lowered his head and looked at her. The emotions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to discern, but the seriousness in his eyes was exactly the same as that of the eldest lady.

"Gu Ling, from the moment I met you, getting close to you became my instinct." He looked quite helpless, "It's very difficult to go against instinct."

There were ripples in Gu Ling's eyes. She didn't know if this sentence could be considered a confession. Every step taken by Qiao Yu was beyond her expectations.

Qiao Yu tapped his left chest with his index finger: "When the heart stops beating, a person will die. If I stop getting close to you, this heart will stop beating. So I'm sorry, for the sake of my life, I have to get close to you."

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm begging you."

Gu Ling had never felt the heart pain of a heart attack since he came into this world, but today he felt a headache because of Qiao Yu's series of words.

Stubborn.

Following the word "strange", Gu Ling added a new adjective to describe Qiao Yu.

Her expressionless face was slightly cracked, and she showed a rare bit of helplessness: "Aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"

Qiao Yu noticed Gu Ling's change and smiled: "I think you will be more angry if I stay away from you. Choose the lesser of two evils. What do you think?"

Qiao Yu's perception of a person's emotions was so outrageous that Gu Ling almost doubted who was the monster who could sense other people's emotions.

Reject him? But he didn't say he liked her, did he?

Should I allow him to get closer? But he will get deeper and deeper into trouble, right?

"Hey, hey, hey, Gu Shitou, if you're really unsure, you can ask the person involved for his opinion." The system couldn't stand it any longer, "Don't you always say that love requires mutual consent? I think Qiao Yu is quite happy about it. If you really can't make up your mind, just give in."

The system moved closer to Qiao Yu, shaking its head, and said humorously: "Tsk tsk tsk, not a loss, not a loss."

I feel like what Zhou Paopi said makes sense, but why is his tone so offensive?

There were faint sounds of footsteps behind the door. Qiao Yu took a few steps back to distance himself from Gu Ling. The door just opened and the housekeeper appeared at the door with a few people.

For the first time, Gu Ling felt that the butler was so kind, friendly and touching.

The housekeeper carefully looked at Gu Ling's face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm glad nothing happened, otherwise if Mr. Gu gets angry, I might lose my job.

"Miss, you are finally back. The gentleman is waiting for you in the living room."

Gu Ling followed the butler into the gate without even having time to say goodbye to Qiao Yu.

The housekeeper glared at the boy fiercely from behind Gu Ling, but Qiao Yu didn't look at him. He put his hands to his mouth and made a trumpet shape: "Miss! See you tomorrow!"

Oh, now you call me Miss in front of others?

Gu Ling's pace quickened a bit, and she could faintly hear the sound of her instructing the servant to go to the car and bring something to her room.

Qiao Yu stood outside the villa and did not leave until the door was closed again.