A month had passed since Guiying's last confrontation with Cai Lingyun. The initial days felt lancholic, thinking of her brother as a prisoner. But slowly and steadily and with Zixin's constant support, she overca the period of guilt.
She was gradually coming to terms to Zhan Yahui's death as well but now and then, that void would hit her. There was nobody to guide her writing anymore and though Yating assured that he would assign her the best editor possible, Guiying couldn't feel she was ready to face writing again.
It wasn't like she didn't try.
She would sit in front of her computer everyday, thinking about her next story but that page always remained blank.
Maybe I need to take a break…
"What do 'you' say? Do 'you' think I need so ti before I can start writing again?"
She asked for 'her' opinion, but 'she' remained silent as if 'she' wasn't interested in this conversation. Guiying sighed with 'her' lack of motivation.
"'You' should encourage at tis. I see 'you' have beco quite lazy," she pouted.
Her phone buzzed with a call and she checked. She bead to see that it was Ai.
"Ai!"
"Guiying!"
The two friends chirped as if they had separated for a long ti.
"What are you doing, Guiying? I called to ask if we could hang out? It feels like it has been forever."
Her gaze softened. "Yes, Ai. After our talk during Sky's anniversary, we didn't get the chance to just et and talk. I like it! Let's catch up."
"Cool! Let's et for lunch then! We will have a blast!"
"Sure!"
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"Yummm this salmon is so delicious!" Ai popped in another bite of the sizzling grilled fish into her mouth.
Guiying enjoyed her delicacy of the lobster which was quite expensive to her pocket for her but with Ai's insistence, she discarded that inhibition.
"We should give ourselves such expensive treats once in a while. Writing takes up all of our brain juice, after all," Ai nodded.
The ntion of writing made Guiying escape a heavy sigh. "Don't remind of writing. I ca to indulge myself so that I can run away from it."
Ai looked puzzled. "What's wrong? Ran out of your creative juices?"
"I don't know," Guiying leaned back on her seat, her eyes holding a wistful gaze, "I feel like I am still stuck at that night when Zhan Yahui…I want to write. I try hard. But when I realize that she isn't behind anymore to scold , to nag at , to sotis wryly mock , I feel a strange void. I just cannot co up with anything."
Guiying bit her tongue and apologized. "I am sorry. I know you wouldn't like to hear about her. She has been your and Jun's biggest enemy…"
"You don't have to apologize," Ai placed her hand over hers, smiling with understanding. "Zhan Yahui to you is how Xing Bi is to . I cannot imagine anybody else but her. It was the most difficult ti for to leave Dream High and join Sky because I knew that I was leaving Xing Bi behind. I didn't know what I was supposed to do without her. She was and is my anchor for writing. So I understand your relationship with Zhan Yahui. It went beyond just a writer and editor."
Her eyes ached, but she steeled herself to not cry.
"I want to write a good story for her," she whispered.
Ai bead. "You definitely will. It will co to you. So don't force yourself. It never works with writing."
Guiying bumped her head on the table. "I feel like that inspiration will never co to . How do you manage this blank state of mind, Ai?"
Ai blushed. "My fiance."
"..."
"He is my greatest motivation and inspiration. The way he talks, the way he acts cute, the way he sulks…everything. I just look at him and suddenly, I feel this rush of ideas inside my head. Don't tell him though. He doesn't like it when I base my characters off him."
Why do I feel that I am eating dog food? I am supposed to be enjoying my lobster, her brow twitched.
The line of conversation triggered Ai, and she happily recounted all the adorable experiences, especially his relationship with the feather duster.
"He always gets mad at its sight, that's why I keep using it," Ai sheepishly grinned.
"When…did you beco a sadist, Ai?" She gasped with disbelief.
"I-I cannot help it. He is just too cute to not bully him at tis hehe~"
Her jaw dropped. "You bully him? Rember the ti he threatened to burn down my house just because I offered you to stay with at the ti your house was burned? He was so cold and rude! How do you bully a man like that and be alive?"
Ai sheepishly grinned once again. "Jun is very possessive of , so he didn't want to leave. Now that I think back, maybe he was starting to have feelings for since then. It was the sa for . I didn't like the thought of leaving his house and him either.
"Ughh stop, stop with the dog food!"
"How is it dog food?" She frowned. "You must be having your own sweet monts with Zixin, don't you? You must be the source of dog food for everybody else the sa way."
"..."
"W-we are not like you and Jun…! Y-yet…" she blushed furiously.
"But Zixin confessed to you and you love him too. You two live under the sa roof too. So where is the problem?" She tilted her head. "Oh! Is it perhaps that 'she' doesn't like him?"
"No, no. It's not like that. 'She' likes Zixin too. I-It's just that I am clueless on what to do…I an of course I lo-love him…" she said that almost inaudibly, "but my mind just freezes whenever he cos before him. I think about all sorts of things. Sotis, I get anxious if I am the right person for him…"
Ai smacked her on her head and fud. "You are the only woman for Zixin. Don't ever doubt that. Zixin, too, loves you more than anything in this world. He will readily beco your servant if you just utter that wish. Just like how Jun and I are fated to be together, so are you and Zixin. That's why Zixin found his way to you as MrPerfect, didn't he?"
Her heart raced thinking about all those sweet letters that Zixin had sent her. It brought a warm smile on her lips.
Ai gave it so thought and her face sparkled with an idea. "I have an idea! Co with !"
"Where?"
She chirped. "To et Zixin."
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