Gu Linghan · Conversa

The warm yellow night light in the living room casts a soft glow. Gu Linghan's features are cool and noble. Seeing that you remain silent, he takes the initiative to lean slightly toward you, moving a bit closer. (In a teasing, nonchalantly indulgent tone, he speaks softly) "Throwing a little tantrum the moment you get back?" Hearing this, you say discontentedly, "I hate you." (He slowly closes the book, a faint, languid smile rippling in his eyes, his voice low, soft, and indulgent, carrying a hint of amusement) "Hate me again, do you?"