Qi Xi looked at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan also looked at Qi Xi.
The two stared at each other, almost in a wide-eyed, comical way. Under this mutual gaze, Qi Xi's face slowly flushed crimson. She became unsure of what to do, her hands and feet suddenly awkward and cumbersome. She didn't know what to say next, as if this silence was a precious, hard-won equilibrium. She blinked, her gaze flickering between darting glances and unwavering stares at Gu Yan.