The night deepened.
The two of them, planning to slip out and dive into the sea later on, weren't all that awkward about sharing a room after all.
Qiu Wuji just turned on the TV and watched, ignoring Chu Ge entirely. Chu Ge leaned against the headboard and played with his phone, lurking in the group chat while the members shot the breeze.
It was all just killing time.
Today was probably the first time Chu Ge had ever faked sick to get a day off. Well—he hadn't asked for it himself; his lady assistant had... whatever, what she did counted as him doing it.
He felt a bit guilty toward his readers. But sometimes a man just had to be guilty this once...
If I hadn't come out, how would I ever have laid eyes on such a cute Qiu Wuji?
That tangled hair still hadn't been tidied, her expression still carried a leftover note of simmering anger, and she watched the TV all puffed up with annoyance, with no telling whether any of what was on the screen actually made it into her head...
Meanwhile, the group members were discussing their love lives:
"Boohoo, I went full clueless straight guy again today."
"What happened, what happened? If something's making you unhappy, say it out loud so the rest of us can enjoy it."