When Fang Zhihan came back in the evening, he obviously noticed that Yu Gangan's face was not very good, he frowned slightly, looking thoughtful and depressed.
He walked to her and reached out to touch her forehead: "Are you sick?"
Yu Gangan shook his head, "No..."
After seeing the investigation information between her and her master, she had been wavering. Was she pretending that she had not seen anything? It's better to ask directly.
She doesn't like twists and turns, and some things should be treated sincerely.
"Can you tell me what this is?" Yu Gangan took out the photos and information and placed them on the coffee table.
Fang Zhihan was not surprised at all.
The tall and straight body stood under the light, coated with a layer of cold white, looking particularly enigmatic.
His long silence made Yu Gangan ask again: "Don't you have anything to tell me?"
For example, why should she and her master be investigated? She asked him to help investigate the whereabouts of her master, but why should she also be investigated together? And judging from the timeline of the investigation, it had already started before her master disappeared.
Fang Zhihan took a step forward and sat down next to her: "I will not hurt you and your master."
The cold voice was serious and solemn.
Yu Gangan blinked his eyelashes.
She was sure that Fang Zhihan would not hurt her, and she also knew that he was very good to her, so much so that she sometimes felt like they were husband and wife.
And they are still like an old married couple.
but…
Yu Gangan pursed his lips and asked the deepest doubt in his heart: "Does the disappearance of my master have anything to do with you?"
Fang Zhihan replied: "No, I also want to know where your master has gone. I also want to find your master."
Yu Gangan was silent for a moment, then stood up with a smile, his smile a little dry: "Okay, it's getting late, so let's go to bed early."
There were some things he didn't want to tell her at all, and it was useless for her to ask.
When she passed by Fang Zhihan, Fang Zhihan moved his hand, seemingly out of control, wanting to hold Yu Gangan's hand.
But Yu Gangan walked too fast, and he only held a piece of clothes.
The thin clothes slipped between his slender fingers, leaving only a vague feeling of caressing.
Fang Zhihan raised his hand and was suddenly startled. After a moment, he raised his hand and kissed his lips reverently: "Yu'er..."
Two words as light as gossamer, as gentle as water without the final sound.
…
Yu Gangan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Everything seemed to be back to where it was, but on the way it felt like drinking a glass of strong wine, which stirred the heart and lungs, and was pungent and irritating to the throat.
Everyone has their own secrets. As for her relationship with Fang Zhihan, Fang Zhihan has clearly told her that the master's disappearance has nothing to do with him, and he will not hurt her or her master. So what should he do? What, doesn’t she have to know it
This problem seems to be a chicken-and-egg problem.
There is no answer.
Yu Gangan was going to Kyoto in two days. Song Chabai took a break to visit her and stewed bone soup for her. "Last night, what was the result of the test you put on Fang Zhihan's shirt?"
She bumped Yu Gangan with her arm, with an ambiguous look on her face.
Yu Gangan was drinking soup and almost choked.
After she saw the survey information yesterday, she had completely forgotten about it.
Song Chabai just thought that she had confirmed his heart, and joked: "Don't be embarrassed, we are all young and beautiful girls. If you fall in love, it is normal, and there is no need to control anything. I support you before going to Kyoto. Get rid of the people first.”
(End of chapter)