And so, from the moment Jiang Qiuqiu walked in, Mo Si was watching her with an expression that was hard to put into words.
It was a mixture of pity and relief, the kind of compassion an elder might feel for a junior who has gone through something difficult, yet also tinged with a strange sense of approval.
Jiang Qiuqiu: "..."
'Gentle but not weak,' Mo Si thought. 'That perfectly describes a girl like Jiang Qiuqiu.'
After a while, Jiang Qiuqiu really couldn't take it anymore and asked, "What is it? Black Hole, why do you keep looking at me like that…?"
"It's nothing. I was just thinking that the way you face things and the way you handle them are very different."
'My way of handling things? I haven't handled anything in front of Black Hole, so how would he know what my way is... Wait!'
Jiang Qiuqiu connected the dots between the messages she'd sent Black Hole a couple of days ago, his replies, and what he had just said today.
