The Heartthrob Became My Boyfriend

Chapter 109: Chapter 108: Envy or Pity
 

Male Dormitory.

With Qi Yue’s help, the pair lifted and reinstalled the bed board together; the bed was temporarily back in use.

After confirming that Gu Huai had finished his medicine and was not in serious trouble, Qi Yue prepared to leave, but noticed that Gu Huai’s gaze on her seemed as if he wanted to say something, so she stopped in her tracks again.

“Uh, Genius, do you need something else?” Qi Yue asked.

“Nothing, walk slowly on your way out,” Gu Huai said.

“Oh…” Qi Yue scratched her head.

If there was nothing… then why did his gaze seem like he didn’t want her to go…

Perhaps because a sick person feels somewhat vulnerable, Qi Yue couldn’t help thinking that Gu Huai’s gaze seemed particularly soft at that moment, brimming with a hint of dependency. His gaze was tangible, like thick, sticky threads, making it hard for her to take a step away; she couldn’t bear to leave him by himself and even felt the urge to… hug him.

Qi Yue: “…!!!”

What was she thinking!

It was all because the sick Genius looked so frail, like a small animal in need of its owner’s comfort.

Just as Qi Yue was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something, slapped her forehead and said, “Ah right, when I went to buy your medicine, I also picked up a sewing kit from the nearby store. Since I’m already here, give me the shirt from yesterday and I’ll help you fix the button, okay?”

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Gu Huai’s night-like, desolate gaze flickered vividly for a moment before he said, “Are you going to fix it here?”

Qi Yue nodded: “Yes, it’ll be quick. I’ll just fix it and give it straight back to you, is that okay?”

“Sure,” Gu Huai replied, retrieving the shirt from his luggage.

Qi Yue took the shirt and pulled up a stool to sit down, “Wait for me a sec, it’ll be quick.”

“No rush,” Gu Huai told her, pouring her a glass of juice, “Do you want to eat anything else?”

Qi Yue, searching for a thread that matched the color of Gu Huai’s clothes, choked upon hearing this, “No need, no need! I’m full already…”

She was clearly here to make amends, yet it seemed like she was on vacation…

Qi Yue pulled out a piece of white thread, squinted her eyes, and tried to thread it through the needle in the light. After three attempts, she finally succeeded.

Gu Huai sat on the bed, watching her thread the needle with the interest one might have in a complex science experiment.

Feeling the pressure of his gaze, Qi Yue took out a button and began to sew it on with focus, aiming not to make too much of a mess.

Although she had many skills—climbing mountains and trees, fishing, roasting potatoes… she could do almost anything—sewing was not one of her finer points…

When she was little, she once tried to mend her Second Uncle’s clothes and accidentally left the needle inside the garment. Since then, Second Uncle never let her mend anything again.

Watching Qi Yue focus on sewing the button, Gu Huai chuckled softly: “President Qi, in this state, you look quite the perfect wife and mother, making one envious of your future husband.”

Hearing this, Qi Yue felt guilty: “Uh… Genius… I advise you not to envy too soon… I haven’t sewn anything in a long time… my skills are unpredictable…”

After a while, Qi Yue finally finished sewing.

But indeed, the skill level was quite indescribable. On the neat and clean shirt, the sewing at the second button resembled a spider web. Although it was less visible using white thread, a close inspection would reveal the shoddy work at a glance.

She had sewn it inside out; the stitching was meant to be hidden on the back…

Qi Yue, looking at her uneven stitches, embarrassingly raised her head to look at Gu Huai, “Genius, I think… maybe you should just feel sorry for it…”