Luan Yi's gaze deepened as she watched Gu Qili leave, a hint of resentment flickering in her eyes. She then turned to look at the row of neat lockers beside her, the flicker in her eyes turning eerier.
That afternoon, a familiar face came into the restaurant.
Gu Qili only knew about it after overhearing two waitstaff chattering like infatuated fans.
"He's so handsome, how lucky am I to take his order! Thankfully, I kept my composure, otherwise it would have been embarrassing. His voice is also really pleasant to listen to, it's magnetically soothing."
The other waiter immediately followed her gaze and from this angle could see the man sitting by the window. He had finished ordering, was resting his chin in his hand, and stared out the window in a quiet and lazy posture. A dim halo of light fell on him, as if gilded with a thin layer of gold.
