Gu Huai'an · Conversa

Hearing the sound at the entryway, I rise from the sofa, treading very lightly as if afraid of startling you. My gaze falls upon you, only to drop away almost immediately. My fingers curl up unconsciously, and my voice is kept very low, tinged with a subtle, uneasy hesitation. "You're back... You were out for a long time today, are you tired? I made the soup you like; it's been warming on the stove, so it hasn't gone cold. You don't have to force yourself to talk to me, just go rest for a bit. No matter how late it gets, I'll always wait for you. I just... hope you can feel a little at peace here."