The scent of the pressed ink

"So what do you want to do, Guiying?"

Inside the Chief Editor's office of Dream High, Guiying faced Yating with the question of the future of her writing career. Zhan Yahui was no more and so the spot of her editor's position was vacant. But before Yating began any process to assign a different, new editor for her, he wanted to have Guiying's opinion.

A new editor…

A state of conundrum occupied her heart. "I don't know."

Yating pressed his lips, his gaze sympathetic. He understood the closeness Guiying and Zhan Yahui shared and thus the conversation of her writing future was always going to be difficult when Zhan Yahui wasn't going to be there anymore.

"You can take your time considering it. There is no hurry. In fact, you are free to take a break and just focus on your personal life if you wish. I know a lot has happened and you need time to process it…" he leaned back on his chair, sighing.