Mo Ran stared at the door in horror, gripping Gu Yixuan's hand tightly, extremely nervous.
Gu Yixuan, however, didn't show a trace of tension, just a flash of cold fierceness in his eyes.
"Ran, what are you doing? Why do I hear crying?"
Mo Ran didn't answer him.
Fujiwara Ize asked with concern again, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Only then did she reply to him coldly, "I'm resting, don't bother me! I'm very tired now."
Mo Ran always spoke to him rudely, making Fujiwara Ize somewhat apprehensive of her temper too.
After hearing her words, he indeed had no intention of coming in, "Alright then, rest early. Also, thank you for today."
Thanking her for listening to his confessions...
Fujiwara Ize walked dejectedly along the corridor, his slender back casting a long shadow under the lights.
After confirming he had walked away, Gu Yixuan helped Mo Ran up, "Let's go, we must leave here immediately."
Mo Ran nodded, "But how are we going to leave?"
