It was hard to ignore such a loud disturbance.


    The opposite bedroom door opened at this ruckus, and Yan Suizhi came out in slippers.


    Even if Young Master Joe had gotten struck by a sudden bolt of lightning, he wasnt going to do his own friend an injustice. In his opinion, Gu Yan was so tight-lipped that the man would take it to his grave if he liked someone, let alone that him liking someone was a once in a millennium urrence.


    Before he had rified what was going on, it wasnt appropriate to shout it for the world to hear. Itd only be embarrassing for Gu Yan.


    Young Master Joe believed that while he didnt have many redeeming qualities, he, at least, believed that he was as soft and snug as a smallcotton-padded jumper.


    At the sight of Yan Suizhi, the Smol Cotton Jumper bit on his tongue, swallowing down the splintered end of his words.


    He forcibly changed the subject, asking, Youre not asleep yet? What did youe out for?


    Yan Suizhi raised the ss in his hand. I was a little thirsty after showering, so I came out to get some water.


    Isnt there a water cooler in the room?


    Yeah, Yan Suizhi filled his ss with warm water in the living room, unfazed as he spoke, But the two of you were yelling too loudly. It seemed a bit of a pity not to find an excuse toe out and see what this was about.


    The distinguished Lawyer Gu, who hadnt yelled a single word from start to end, felt rather wronged.


    The Smol Cotton Jumper was very antsy. He stared at Yan Suizhi, carefully asking, What did you hear us yell?


    Gu Yan corrected him, Us?


    Yan Suizhi leaned against the counter and leisurely sipped his water. It was a bit muffled, which was why I came out. How about repeating what you said?


    Gu Yan,


    As if anyone would believe him; would he especially havee out if he really hadnt heard it?


    Uh hang on, I need to clear things up first. Joetched onto Gu Yans cor and tugged him back into his room.


    Bang. The door mmed shut again.


    The only light in the bedroom was still that pendantmp on the balcony. The ambience was ripe for spilling secrets. Young Master Joes blood was pumping.


    He pressed the door handle, feeling as though he had time-travelled back to the first year hed entered Maze University, when he had attempted to abduct Gu Yan for a heart-to-heart talk every night, but couldnt get more than three sentences out of this ice block in a night.


    But today, everything was different.


    Joe asked Gu Yan in a whisper, I didnt understand you wrong, did I? You really like that intern?


    Lawyer Gu fell silent for a moment, but still couldnt resist sniping, Did you forget to bring your reflexes to De Carma with you?


    Young Master Joe took it like a champ, saying, If you say so. But you cant me me for this; youre the main reason for this. Its nothing if this sort of thing happened to anyone else, I can sniff it out almost immediately.


    Gu Yan,


    Only God knew where this Young Masters self-confidence came from.


    But since its you, of course Id have to verify it a few more times, Joe said. me yourself for looking so ascetic all day. If I dont get dumbstruck from having such a bomb suddenly thrown on me, who would!


    He had a point.


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    Gu Yan, ?


    I think youll have to exin to me what you mean by that, Gu Yan said.


    Joe wavered.


    This exnation was somewhat cumbersome to put across


    Actually, he once believed that Gu Yan had some intentions for thete dean. Gu Yan behaved differently, especially so when they neared graduation, and these feelings also became more obvious.


    Later on, in truth, Joe had always paid attention to this. Though Gu Yan didnt keep in contact with the dean, hed always kept a close eye on any news involving the dean.


    While others might not have been aware of this, if he couldnt even tell this, he would have been a disaster of a best friend.


    But this wasnt an appropriate topic for discussion, so Joe had never dared to ask Gu Yan.


    And after, when that dean was involved in an explosion, it was even more inappropriate to mention.


    Joe hade across many psychiatrists while taking care of Ke Jin all these years. For some time after the explosion happened, worried that Gu Yan would be devastated, hed gone to ask a few doctors about it in a roundabout way.


    However, it wasnt convenient for him to disclose too many details. Thus, the suggestions that those doctors could give were also limited.


    Joe could only pick and try a few that wouldnt easily go wrong. For example, not topletely avoid mentioning Yan Suizhi, but also not mentioning him too many times; the frequency of mentioning him had to be gradually reduced to normal, and he had to slowly modte his tone from sadness back to a natural state.


    It took a few months for him to create a psychological cue for Gu Yanthe past had passed, and one could move on from grief.


    For a time, he felt that his approach had worked, even if just barely. At least when others mentioned Yan Suizhi, Gu Yan wouldnt show much emotion on his face.


    But he was well aware that there was a limit to how much he could do.


    Only time could allow Gu Yan topletely move on from thete dean.


    It was hard to forecast how long itd take, but in any case, it wouldnt be this soon.


    That was the biggest reason why his jaw had dropped when he heard Gu Yan say that he liked the intern.


    But just now, Joe suddenly perceived that the intern, Ruan Ye, did share a trace of resemnce to the dean. Not a resemnce in features, of course, but from a certain angle or in specific actions he made, he would evoke a faint association.


    He had noticed this before; he just hadnt delved into it.


    But thinking about it now, he felt ratherplicated.


    Did Gu Yan really like this intern, or was his liking for this intern extended from his interest in thete dean?


    Young Master Joe felt that he had inadvertently glimpsed an inscrutable mystery of nature from being too perceptive.


    But it wasnt appropriate for him to talk about this now.


    Joe felt a little sorry for that intern, but if Gu Yan could really use this opportunity to move on, that wasnt anything bad either.


    As a smart and thoughtful friend, Young Master Joe secretly pped himself on the inside, telling himself that natures mysteries couldnt be divulged, so watch your mouth. He swallowed back the words that had almost slipped from his tongue, shook his head, and said to Gu Yan, Its nothing important. I was just shocked and wanted to confirm with you again.


    As he spoke, he darted a nce towards the door, as though he could look through this door at the intern in the living room.


    Following this, he gave Gu Yan a profound look. Forget it. This works pretty well, too.


    His tone made him sound like hed just tided through a thousand cmities.


    Gu Yan, ?


    Joe didnt give him time for doubt, soon shifting the subject away. Do you need help with that intern? With how much of an umunicative brooder you are, shall I help you work an opening with him?


    His tone now carried considerable tact and sympathy.


    Gu Yan, Thats not necessary.


    Why? Are you just going to hold it in? If you hold it in for too long, one day that guy might haul over someone and tell you, Hello Teacher Gu, this is my girlfriend or boyfriend.'' Young Master Joe hadnt even gotten his own love life settled but was already worrying for his friend.


    Little did he expect that Gu Yan would say, He already has one now.


    Joe, What? Who?


    Gu Yan nced at him askew, calmly tossing out a word. Me.


    Joe,


    Joe, ???


    Lawyer Gu patted his shoulder, opening the room door.


    Yan Suizhi was still in the living room, sitting on the armrest of the small sofa with his long legs elegantly crossed. Seeing Gu Yane out, he turned his head over and set his empty ss on the coffee table, asking, Have you cleared it up for him yet?


    Gu Yan, Not quite.


    Yan Suizhi stood up and walked towards Gu Yan, only to see Joe supporting himself against the door frame, shooting aplicated look at him, a little bit of grief and indignation in his gaze.


    Whats wrong? he asked casually.


    Its nothing. Ignore me. Joe was still holding on to the door frame.


    Gu Yan turned over to look at him.


    Joe hastily pped his hand. Hurry up and go, dont look at me. Im questioning life at the moment.


    And so, Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi went back in to sleep.


    One behind the other, going into the same room to sleep.


    Young Master Joe felt that he was going to lose sleep tonight again.


    But it was also fortunate that he had lost sleep, for he happened to see something in the night.


    At 3:10 a.m., Joe had just finished reading a book for leisure on his smart device. He went over to Ke Jins room to make sure that the others quilt was tucked in and the floor was well-heated, then returned to his room to get ready to sleep. All of a sudden, he noticed a spot of light somewhere in the opposite building.


    The other building was also styled like a mansion, but the interior design was rather different from the building he was residing in. As far as he knew, Southcross Law Firms interns, as well as some of the junior managers and assistants, were arranged to stay in that building.


    That spot of light wasnt very bright. It was more like a sh of light through the curtains, soon disappearing into darkness.


    Then, there was nothing.


    Joe didnt think much of it at that time, assuming that someone had woken up in the middle of the night and,zy to turn on the main lights, had only used the torch on their smart device or watch as a light source.


    Hed merely paused in front of the French windows for a moment. Then, he massaged his temples and returned to bed, swiftly falling asleep.


    It wasnt a quiet morning at Hanjin Garden Hotel. The asional birdcall would turn louder as birds approached, flitting past the French windows, gliding up to the roof above.


    Southcrosspany event was meant to be a short holiday in disguise for the guests. Everyone could take it easy and do as they pleased. There werent any activities with set timings, so, at nine in the morning, there were only a sparse few figures having breakfast at the ss-domed garden downstairs.


    When Joe walked out of his room smoothing his birdnests bed-head, Gu Yan was reading a case file on the sofa while Yan Suizhi was seated on the armrest, a hand resting on Gu Yans shoulder, casually discussing the contents of the case file with him.


    Hearing the movement, both of them raised their heads and greeted him in unison. Morning.


    Young Master Joe felt that his damn eyes were getting blinded all bright and early in the morning.


    He grunted morning in response, downing a cup of ck coffee, then took a towel and got on the treadmill with a bitter grimace on his face.


    Ive called breakfast. Itll be here soon, Yan Suizhi looked over, speaking to him.


    Under the ample sunlight from the windows, the dark eye circles that dropped from Joes eyes down to his cheekbones were clearly illuminated.


    Yan Suizhi was frightened. Why are your eyebags so dark? Did you not sleepst night?


    Joe drily said, All thanks to you guys, I only slept at three.


    He was obliquely facing the long ss windows behind the sofa. As he jogged, he idly began to count the panes of the opposite building.


    A few of the upants in its room had gotten up, pulling the curtains wide open. With his enviable eyesight, Young Master Joe was able to see the silhouettes of people moving about inside.


    Theres no work today; what are those interns getting up so early for? Joemented. Does this event count as overtime?


    Hearing this, Yan Suizhi turned his head over and looked out of the window at the opposite building. He squinted his eyes against the re of the sunlight, taking a quick nce. Theyre really up.


    Not all. Isnt there still a curtain tightly closed? Joe said.


    Which one? Yan Suizhi was puzzled. When he looked over just now, the upants of those that housed interns were all awake. He could even make out the slumped silhouettes of Luke and the others as they ate their breakfasts at the dining table.


    Joe pointed at a particr window. There, that one. I reckon that theyre in the same boat as me and didnt sleep well. I saw a light sh by at threest night.


    Yan Suizhis brows furrowed. Which are you talking about? The sixth room from the left?


    Joe nodded. Thats right.


    At this, Gu Yan frowned and turned over as well, looking across to the other side. Are you sure?


    Positive, Joe said. When I saw itst night, I had even stopped to count it out of boredom. Its the sixth room. Whats wrong?


    Yan Suizhi lowered the hologram that was being projected from the smart device on his hand. If youre certain that you didnt count wrongly, then theres really a problem. The sixth room is the room that I was arranged to stay in.