9 Chapter 9 I...My stomach hurts so much_1

He leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, seemingly having had a fair amount of booze, his body reeked of alcohol.

He did hold his liquor well, quietly sleeping once intoxicated.

Gu Li crouched beside him, admiring his handsome sleeping features while making side remarks, "Your friends are bad influences, aren't they? Otherwise, how could they have left you behind like this?"

"Luckily you found me. Otherwise, who knows what would've happened. You're so good-looking, yet you don't know how to protect yourself. It's quite concerning."

"Hey, Mo Shiting, wake up—"

"Mo Shiting?"

After calling his name several times with no response, Gu Li mustered her courage. Unable to restrain herself, she held his hand, their fingers entwined.

Brother Ting, will we recognize each other in this lifetime?

But you probably don't remember me, do you? Otherwise, why didn't you recognize me...

Gu Li blankly stared at him. It wasn't until late into the night that she remembered to take him home.

Supporting him by the arm, she attempted to help him up,

But as soon as they stood, they fell back down.

Gu Li landed directly on him.

Little Pear might be thin, but she was still around 90 kilograms. This unexpected fall snapped Mo Shiting awake.

He opened his eyes, his fuzzy vision slowly clearing, showing surprise as he found the girl sprawled in his hold like an octopus.

Regaining his senses, he pushed her away with a look of distaste, "Is it you?"

"Who else did you think it was?"

Seeing that he was now awake, Gu Li quickly concealed the affection in her eyes and retreated to the next sofa.

Mo Shiting sat up straight and straightened out his somewhat disheveled shirt.

He saw his shirt stained with red wine, sticky and damp. He frowned at Gu Li, "Did you do this?"

"What?"

Gu Li blinked, only then realizing that his shirt was covered in a large wine stain. Of course, due to their previous close contact, her white T-shirt had not escaped the same fate. It was dirty too.

She had originally come to pick him up out of the kindness of her heart but ended up misunderstood and dirtying her clothes. Gu Li retorted unhappily, "Do you think I have nothing better to do than to travel all the way here just to spill wine on you? Would I stoop to that level?"

Mo Shiting: "..."

His temples ached a little, and he tiredly asked, "Why are you here?"

"Your good buddy asked me to pick you up."

Gu Li stood as she spoke, "Since you're sober now, I'll be heading home."

With a forced smile, she added, "Goodbye, Brother Ting."

Brother Ting again...

Mo Shiting was stunned, as if the wine had yet to wear off completely. In his eyes, the girl's uninhibited demeanor was gradually superimposing upon the image of the little girl he had known years ago...

Seeing him silent, Gu Li simply turned around and left.

By the time Mo Shiting recovered, she was nowhere in sight.

Gu Li, who exactly are you?

——

The following two days, Gu Li was busy drafting out the grand finale of her comic at home, entirely forgetting about Mo Shiting.

However, while she didn't look for him, he came knocking at her door.

Seeing him standing at her door with one hand in his pocket, Gu Li's heart skipped a beat.

Good heavens, could it be he came personally to drag her to a divorce?

After inviting him in, Gu Li greeted him hospitably with a smile, "Young Master Mo, what brings you here? Please have a seat. Would you like some tea or coffee?"

"Coffee."

Mo Shiting responded indifferently and made himself comfortable on the sofa without any hesitation.

Gu Li's apartment was a small one-bedroom unit. Although small, the place was warmly decorated to represent the lively character of its owner—unlike himself, a cold and emotionless machine.

Mo Shiting glanced around her living room absentmindedly, his gaze finally landing on the open laptop casually placed on the coffee table.

She draws comics?

He was surprised. Leaning forward to pick up the laptop, he saw her walking over joyfully with a cup of coffee.

How does she manage to stay so cheerful every day?

Mo Shiting got oddly curious.

"Please enjoy."

After setting the cup down, Gu Li noticed her laptop was still open and quickly shut it.

Mo Shiting elegantly sipped his coffee.

A few minutes passed by without him saying a word. Gu Li couldn't help but ask with a laugh, "Why are you looking for me?"

Mo Shiting responded calmly, "Pack up and come with me."

"..."

The smile on Gu Li's face froze.

From the looks of it, he was actually planning on dragging her to a divorce?

No way, she had to think of a plan to prevent this.

Thus, she had a sudden idea. She clutched her stomach and exclaimed weakly, "I...my stomach hurts so badly. I might not be able to leave the house today."