Translated by: Dust Bunny
Edited by: Crooked
“Who are you talking to?” Xiang Yuan leaned over to look at Gu Xizhou’s phone, only catching a few words. He grinned in amazement, “WTF, first kiss?”
Xiang Yuan lifted his white coat and turned around to sit on Gu Xizhou’s desk. He leaned over with a rotten smile, “Still not talking? Other people say your actions were amateurish. Ha! Your actions were amateurish. Lao Gu, you’re really going to make me laugh to death.”
Gu Xizhou looked at Xiang Yuan’s infuriating smile and said irritably, “What inexperience!”
“Take a look at this face. Do I look like someone who’s never been in love?”
Xiang Yuan held his thermos cup in his hand and scrutinized Gu Xizhou for a long time. “You don’t look like a single dog, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t one.”
“When you had just joined the police station, how many girls in the station had a crush on you? Which girl didn’t like you? I secretly told you that my little apprentice liked you, too.” Xiang Yuan betrayed his little apprentice with a face full of gossip.
Gu Xizhou revealed a bewildered expression. He had met Xiang Yuan’s assistant many times and always felt that the other party was cold to him, “Yes?”
Xiang Yuan shook his head silently. “When people try and gossip with you, you immediately ask for the results.”
“People say that your head is in the clouds. No matter how much they love your face, they are put off by your workaholic demeanor. Lao Gu, you’re single by your own strength.”
On the other end, Si Yu who was drinking coffee, glanced at his phone from time to time. He and Gu Xizhou’s conversation had stopped after the three words, “I’m really not.”
So did he believe it or not?
It was time to get off work and an endless stream of police officers exited the building as a gust of wind shook the trees standing at the entrance.
Ma Qi and Gu Xizhou glanced at each other as they stood side by side. Ma Qi’s complexion already looked a lot better.
Ma Qi: “I have a bad feeling about the woman from today.”
Gu Xizhou shoved his hands in his pockets, and lifted his head to look at the sky. He lowered his voice and said, “What’s off about her?”
Ma Qi carefully recalled the details of the mission world. His eyebrows pinched as he massaged his temples. “Did you get the impression… that she’s very smart? She reminds me… en, she reminds me of Si Yaoxing.”
Hearing what Ma Qi had to say, Gu Xizhou nodded. Ma Qi wasn’t the only person observing Ye Shu in the mission world. Gu Xizhou had been there as well. The speed at which she had figured out the rules was comparable to Si Yu’s. If he hadn’t taken everyone to jump the queue… So long as everyone lined up in batches, it was reasonable in theory that they could complete it.
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He couldn’t say why, but it just bothered him.
Also, that kiss… Obviously, he kissed him first, but Gu Xizhou ended up kissed in the end. Even if it was a hot kiss, there was no need for tongue, right…?
This person was experienced, and he still had the nerve to say he wasn’t?
Gu Xizhou felt his thoughts begin to stray. Stop, stop.
Gu Xizhou pulled himself from his thoughts and lowered his voice to ask Ma Qi, “Can you find someone you know to investigate her?”
Ma Qi glanced at him and said in a low voice, “Without knowing whether the name she gave us is fake or not and without a picture of her, even if I did find someone to help me investigate, it would be useless.”
“I know her previous address, I should be able to check it. I’ll ask Fang Zhi later. You can investigate the address, so long as she lived there there should be some sort of clue.”
Ma Qi nodded, “Okay ba, I’ll try. Actually, it doesn’t matter whether or not we investigate her.”
Gu Xizhou: “Then what did you mention her for, hmm?”
Ma Qi only laughed, “Curiosity.”
Gu Xizhou couldn’t help but glance at Ma Qi. Gu Xizhou thought back to the reason Ma Qi gave in the mission world for allowing Ye Shu to take his seat, that he didn’t want someone to die in the police station, and found that he couldn’t really understand this new deputy director.
He was upright, even in situations of life and death, but in a certain respect, when compared to Wang Ao he was more open-minded.
As they were talking, Gu Xizhou noticed a car pull into the police station. Gu Xizhou said goodbye to Ma Qi before walking quickly to his land rover, getting inside and starting the engine in one fluid motion.
He stepped on the accelerator and sped off.
The other car pulled up, and Wang Ao opened the door, pointing at Gu Xizhou who was driving away. He jabbed a finger at the air and shook his head, laughing in frustration, “That boy, why did he run when he saw me? Did he know I was coming back to talk to him, ah?”
Gu Xizhou drove all the way home.
At home, Gu Ji Ji found that the useless demonic cultivator seemed a little off today. Once he returned, he didn’t run from him. Usually he had nothing to say, but today he wanted to talk to Gu Ji Ji about his former love life.
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What’s wrong with this guy?
Something must have happened today!
Gu Ji Ji had a belly full of questions, but he merely looked quietly at the Gu Xizhou’s case report about the dead person.
Gu Xizhou watched as Ji Ji flipped a couple of pages and knew that he was sitting next to him, asking him in a low voice, “Ji Ji, are you listening to me? Have you ever been in love before?”
There were a few more words in the book on the table: I haven’t.
The corners of Gu Xizhou’s mouth twitched, Xiang Yuan had hit the nail on the head… Ma Qi too!
Gu Xizhou’s face twisted and Gu Ji Ji fell silent turning to look at Gu Xizhou as he wrote: En? …Who are you in love with?
Gu Xizhou glanced at the characters in the notebook and shook his head, “No one, just thought I’d ask.”
Gu Ji Ji: Oh.
Gu Xizhou looked at Gu Ji Ji and asked, “Hypothetically… since your body is mine now, if one day I fell in love, and got married, would you be uncomfortable?”
Gu Xizhou watched the pen come to a halt. For a long time it didn’t move.
As a matter of fact, Gu Xizhou knew that this must be very hard for Gu Ji Ji, watching someone else control his body to do everything he once could.
“Sorry, just take it as if I didn’t ask,” Gu Xizhou said sincerely. He knew that this was a hard conversation to have and that now might not be the best moment for it.
One person and one ghost sat in relative silence without speaking. Finally Gu Ji Ji broke the silence.
Gu Ji Ji picked up the pen to ask for the details of the chest-cutting case: How did you know that the convict’s husband had AIDS?
“Oh, when he was at the nightclub he and the girl he was with were talking about how he had had a cold for a month straight. AIDS will cause a person’s immune system to decline,” Gu Xizhou explained.
Gu Ji Ji: Oh.
Having finished their conversation, Gu Xizhou said in a small voice, “I’ll take the dog son out for a walk. If there is something you want to ask me, we can talk about it when I get back.”
Gu Ji Ji didn’t speak, he merely banged on the table to let Gu Xizhou know that he heard him.
Gu Xizhou rode the elevator downstairs with his dog son in a daze. When they reached the first floor, one of his neighbors had to remind him to get off, and Gu Xizhou led his dog son from the elevator.
The question he asked Gu Ji Ji was also the question in his heart.
If he never fell for anyone, maybe he could accommodate Gu Ji Ji. But what if he did? What if he did fall for someone?
What should Gu Ji Ji do? The body belonged to Gu Ji Ji. If Gu Ji Ji had dispersed from the beginning it wouldn’t be so complicated. He could use Gu Ji Ji’s body to do whatever he wanted with a clear conscience.
Today’s events and the events from inside of the mission world reminded him of this, causing Gu Xizhou to feel a little out of sorts.
“Woof woof woof!”
Gu Xizhou heard his dog son barking like crazy and looked down at him. He was trying to go up to another dog.
Gu Xizhou looked down at his dog son with disdain and said, “You are how old? And you’re already trying to find a wife?”
Gu Xizhou dragged his pitiful dog son away and after walking the dog Gu Xizhou returned home, his eyelids heavy as he stared quietly at the empty apartment.
There was no sign of activity inside of the empty house. Gu Ji Ji didn’t seem to be in the living room, because it was completely silent save for the gentle sound of the wind.
He thought that it must be his question that was making Gu Ji Ji unhappy.
Gu Xizhou felt a little bit guilty, but only just a little bit of course.
However when he opened the door, Gu Ji Ji was standing on the balcony outside of the living room. Gu Ji Ji turned as Gu Xizhou came in, his expression growing heavy. He thought of something and turned his head slightly to look outside.
Gu Xizhou came in and unclipped the dog son’s leash. Hearing the sound of rain outside, he went through the kitchen to bring the clothes in. When he did he noticed several torn and crumpled pieces of paper in the trash can.
Gu Xizhou looked at the trash can and then listened for any sign of movement outside. Then, as if gods and demons were at work… Gu Xizhou even retrieved the pieces of paper from the trash can.
Looking at the paper in his hand, Gu Xizhou wanted to open it.
To look, or not to look?
Perhaps what was written on this paper were Gu Ji Ji’s thoughts. Maybe Ji Ji was willing to accept everything? But once again maybe not… Gu Xizhou didn’t know. He picked up the paper to try and unfold it, but he didn’t move.
Gu Xizhou looked at the paper in his hand, but didn’t have the courage to open it.
Retrieving the clothes, Gu Xizhou came back in and didn’t know what to say. He sat on the sofa and ate quietly, staring straight ahead and pretending like he hadn’t seen the paper. He also didn’t ask for Gu Ji Ji’s answer.
Both people had a tacit understanding never to bring up this heavy subject again.
From the moment Gu Xizhou was resurrected and Gu Ji Ji didn’t dissipate this difficult question lay between them. So long as neither of them disappeared and never came back again they would have to confront this question sooner or later.
Maybe sooner, maybe later.
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