But he did not. He wanted Gu Jin to look at him, even if it was just for a few moments.
Yet, to his surprise, Gu Jin was still as cold as always. She only stayed quiet, sitting cross-legged with her eyes half closed. She did not even glance in his direction for a long time.
At least she brought me here, Long Yifan thought with a helpless laugh in his heart. At least she did not throw me away outside. That was already something.
After some time passed, his stomach rumbled softly. He sat up and stretched. "Since it has been a while, I should make dinner," he said aloud, even though he knew Gu Jin probably would not answer.
He quickly moved around the space, pulling out some food materials from his storage bag. Soon, the smell of cooking filled the peaceful air. Gu Jin finally opened her eyes when he placed a bowl of steaming food in front of her.
"It is already dinner time," Long Yifan said with a smile.
Gu Jin's eyebrows knitted together. "Dinner time? It is only lunch time."
