Qin Zhisu returned home yesterday and tossed and turned in bed without even changing into his pajamas. Eventually, he fell into a confused sleep, his wrist still smeared with the blood from Cai Yiren's attempted suicide. He got up quickly, changed his clothes, and as he was about to leave, he saw Qin Zhiyou's bedroom door was still closed. Suddenly, he felt an urge to knock on the door.
But when his fingers reached the door, he eventually pulled them back.
It couldn't be her, he didn't believe it was her. Even though Lu Weixi and Qin Zhiyou might have been in secret contact, at least on the surface, they were still avoiding other people. He didn't believe—they had broken up less than a day ago, and she had already come back with Qin Zhiyou? She wasn't that kind of person, definitely not.