At the same time.
After much hesitation, Gu Luo finally decided to talk things out with Shu He.
In four more days, it would mark the anniversary of him and Shu Ning being together.
Now, the only person in the entire household he hadn’t won over was Shu He.
After sending a message and receiving Shu He’s approval, Gu Luo walked straight into her room.
The faint scent of ink lingered in the air. Shu He, clad in a form-fitting black nightgown, was bent over her desk, her delicate hand guiding a brush across rice paper with fluid, practiced strokes.
The warm light cast a hazy glow around her, and though her expression was cool, there was an undeniable aura of quiet elegance about her.
Noticing Gu Luo’s entrance, Shu He set down the brush with the grace of a sheathed sword.
“Have a seat, brother.”
She tilted her chin slightly, gesturing to a stool nearby.
Seeing this, Gu Luo felt a complicated mix of emotions.
Since when did the little devil have a stool in her room?
Was this really the same Shu He?
He sat down silently, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the elegant calligraphy on the paper.
“It’s beautiful,” he couldn’t help but praise.
“Mm.”
Shu He responded simply, her fingers absently tracing the edge of the inkstone before abruptly changing the subject. “Brother, aren’t you afraid sister will get jealous, coming to my room at night?”
“......”
Gu Luo opened his mouth but found himself at a loss for words, his emotions growing even more tangled.
Before he could reply, Shu He pressed on.
“Brother, why have you never asked me about my boyfriend?”
She lowered her lashes, shadows dancing beneath them as she masked her emotions.
The room fell into a brief silence, broken only by the occasional chirp of insects outside.
After a pause, Gu Luo spoke softly.
“Even though I can’t return your feelings, I’ve never doubted them.”
“It must have been a misunderstanding from that night I was drunk.”
“Oh?”
Shu He’s lips curled almost imperceptibly as she crossed her arms. “At least I didn’t misplace my affection.”
“......”
Gu Luo didn’t know how to respond, so he cut straight to the point. “This Sunday, Shu Ning and I will officially be together.”
“Mm, I know.”
“...I’m sorry. I can’t return your feelings.”
“Mm, I support you both.”
Shu He nodded calmly, her expression unchanging.
Su...support?
None of the expected protests or interrogations came. Instead, this unexpected tranquility left Gu Luo at a loss.
He stared at Shu He in disbelief, taking a deep breath. “Then, Shu He, you...”
“I concede.”
Shu He stated bluntly. “I hope you and sister will be happy together.”
“She can be stubborn sometimes, set in her ways. Because of things in the past, she might not be perfect, but I hope you’ll be patient with her.”
“Sister really is a wonderful girl.”
Hearing these completely unforeseen words, Gu Luo’s mind short-circuited for a long moment before he finally found his voice again. “Then...what about you, Shu He?”
“Me?”
Shu He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, tilting her face slightly away. Her voice was distant, almost ethereal. “If brother is willing, I’ll be your secret lover, yours to take. If not, then I’ll be a good little sister, staying by your and sister’s side.”
Gu Luo’s heart ached at her words, and before he could stop himself, he asked,
“Is it worth it?”
“It is.” Shu He answered without hesitation.
The air in the room seemed to thicken, becoming so dense that Gu Luo could barely breathe.
After another stretch of silence, his voice came out hoarse.
“Shu He...have we met before?”
At this, Shu He turned her face fully toward the window, her tone cool. “I don’t remember. I visited grandma’s place a few times during holidays as a child. Maybe we crossed paths, but...it doesn’t matter now, does it?”
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