Deep Fog Kiss

She spoke, her voice soft and sweet, "What happened today was my fault."

She has always been flexible and adaptable, and apologizing and acting demure are common occurrences for her.

This was also one of her specialties in front of Gu Zhishen.

Gu Zhishen sat opposite her, the overhead light shining down, making the contours of his face even more striking.

His deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Li. "Something's not right?"

Jiang Li pulled the blanket around her legs and said frankly, "I shouldn't have made that kind of joke with you, nor should I have said those things."

Her eyes were sincere, and she pursed her lips, the spot where he had bitten her still hurting.

"A joke?" Gu Zhishen's deep pupils stared at her intently, as if he were watching his prey.

Hugging him, kissing him, teasing him—it was all just a joke.

"Why?" he asked.

"..." Jiang Li was speechless.

Why? Of course, it's to seduce you!

Who knew you wouldn't take the bait!

She chuckled, "It was just a joke. You're so serious, I just wanted to tease you."

After saying that, she quickly admitted her mistake, "It's my fault! I promise I won't do it again!"

Weird.

Gu Zhishen frowned and looked at her for two seconds. Her heartless attitude was infuriating.

"A joke, are you kidding me?"

He chuckled, rose, and walked step by step toward Jiang Li, exuding the aura of a superior.

Jiang Li's breath hitched. The man stood in front of her, leaned down, and their eyes met.

Don't make jokes about me like that, or you'll regret it.

His voice was deep and his breath was sharp.

It carries a warning connotation.

Jiang Li felt uneasy.

Oh no, he seems even angrier now.

Her slender fingers carefully hooked around the man's sleeve, gently wiggling it. "I was wrong..."

"Will you still care about me?"

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her face looked innocent.

Gu Zhishen's tall figure loomed over her as he looked down at her lips as she spoke.

It is reddish-brown and soft.

The inside of my lower lip is a little red and swollen.

It's the spot where he bit me.

I only wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't use much force.

Her lips are too delicate; they swell up with just a light bite.

Gu Zhishen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his gaze shifting upwards to her innocent face. "Knowing this is my place, couldn't you have just called me?"

Jiang Li was slightly taken aback, blinking her big eyes, "I don't have your phone number."

After saying that, fearing the man would be unhappy, she added, "I just got back to the country and haven't had a chance to ask you for it yet."

The man looked at her amusedly and handed her the phone. "Now you have it."

Jiang Li stared at the pure black phone in front of her, slightly taken aback.

She took the phone, and before she could do anything, her face was reflected on the black screen, and the lock screen suddenly unlocked.

Jiang Li was taken aback.

Only then did I realize that the phone in my hand was the same model as three years ago; it hadn't been changed.

She chose the color.

She said black looks good and suits his style.

When she got the phone, she pretended to use it and secretly added herself to the facial recognition unlock feature.

She thought Gu Zhishen wouldn't find out.

But her little schemes couldn't possibly escape the man's notice.

Gu Zhishen dislikes others touching his personal belongings, and even more so, he dislikes others causing trouble on his territory.

She thought Gu Zhishen would be angry, so when she deliberately tried to please him and apologize, the man not only didn't blame her, but instead grabbed her hand and pressed her fingerprint into his phone.

"Double insurance."

He held up his phone and said flirtatious things to her in a serious tone, "See whatever you want. If you want to keep something that can't be shown to others, you'll have to film it tonight."

That being said, his phone was clean.

Aside from some business people and news, there are only some financial news updates and domestic and international news updates.

Jiang Li was initially curious, so she checked his phone a few times, actually wanting to secretly see if any women were sending him messages.

Later, when she couldn't see anything wrong, she stopped looking at it. Only occasionally, when he was busy, would he ask her to help reply to a message.

As time had passed, Jiang Li assumed he had changed his phone long ago.

Seeing the slight surprise in her eyes, the man asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

"Unlocked..." Jiang Li looked up, "Didn't delete it?"

The man's voice was calm and even. "Troublesome."

Jiang Li's heart sank; it turned out he thought it was troublesome.

She tentatively asked, "How about I delete it for you?"

Gu Zhishen raised an eyebrow and asked.

Jiang Li laughed and said, "You're getting married soon, and you still have my fingerprints on your phone. It will cause misunderstandings."

"Jiang Li," the man said, shifting his body away, his tone indifferent, "you're quite considerate of others."

"..." Jiang Li choked, watching him walk to the bar to pour water.

She quickly picked up Gu Zhishen's phone and pressed the dial button.

As soon as I clicked on the first three numbers, an option popped up in my contacts—LiLi.

Jiang Li's breathing hitched.

The two words were somewhat jarring.

He didn't delete her phone number.

As soon as she pressed the dial button, Jiang Li's phone rang.

She jumped down from the liquor cabinet, found her phone, and saw a string of phone numbers on the screen—familiar and unforgettable, each digit etched into Jiang Li's heart.

Jiang Li's fingers trembled slightly, and her eyes stung a little.

She thought that Gu Zhishen had already changed his phone and his number.

It turns out that their phone numbers hadn't changed.

When she went abroad, she simply deleted her contact information.

But he didn't delete it.

But during the two years he was abroad, he didn't call her even once.

He didn't offer her a single way to make amends.

He simply let her contact information lie quietly in his phone, like dust left behind in a corner.

He's so cruel! So heartless!

A tall male figure came into view. Jiang Li looked up, her eyes slightly red at the corners. "If you don't mind, let's add each other on WeChat?"

"what ever."

Jiang Li nodded, opened his WeChat, and added him as a friend.

The WeChat contact she had deleted jumped onto the screen—S., the profile picture completely black.

Someone like him can't see through anything.

The name and profile picture remain unchanged.

But on her phone, the chat window was completely blank.

Just like their relationship, it disappeared along with the chat history he deleted.

She glanced at Gu Zhishen's phone instinctively, her eyes narrowing.

His breathing paused for two seconds.

In the latest pop-up friend messages, her former WeChat name and profile picture jumped to the top line.

The pop-up verification message severed their chat history from two years ago.

The last time we chatted was two years ago.

Three days before she left the country.

S.: [Lili, come pick me up.]

L.: [Okay!]

It was followed by a cute emoji.

Little did they know that after that day, they would use the most hurtful words to wound each other, and then go their separate ways.

He didn't delete her WeChat account; he kept their old chat history.

Jiang Li didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment.

Should I be happy, or feel bitter?

He didn't delete anything. Was it because he didn't want to delete it, or because he simply didn't care and was too lazy to delete it?

He kept her contact information, but never contacted her in the two years that followed.

"Ding-dong—"

Another message popped up on my phone.

Jiang Li's eyes flickered as she looked at Gu Zhishen's phone.

Yu Wanqing: [Zhishen, are you free tomorrow? I'd like to see you.]