Long Yubei's movements halted for a moment, then continued, "Then let's keep living like this. I never thought about the day we'd separate anyway."
"If one day you fall in love with someone else, then we'll have no choice but to part."
"That day probably won't come."
"Why?"
His voice was calm, "If I can't fall in love with a woman like you, then what woman would catch my eye?"
"Does that mean..." She turned over and laid on his lap, "you've already fallen for me, haven't you?"
"It's just a metaphor."
She rested her face on his leg and closed her eyes again, no longer speaking.
When Long Yubei finished blow-drying her hair, he found she had fallen asleep.
He set the hairdryer aside, positioned her body properly, and heard Tang Qingli's voice from outside the door, "Young Master, the Old Madam would like you to visit the old manor."
"Got it."
Long Yubei covered Gu Lili with the silk quilt, turned off the light, and left the room.
