After pulling her back into his arms, Su Yunling rested his chin on Gu Zhiqi's head and whispered softly to her, "Don't speak yet, let me think for a moment."
Gu Zhiqi: ?
"Think about what?" Gu Zhiqi asked, puzzled.
Su Yunling: "Think about what to say to you, how to soothe you."
Gu Zhiqi: "…Then think about it."
Afterward, both of them fell silent. Several seconds later, Su Yunling spoke, "If I can't think of anything, will you forgive me?"
As the Lord God of the Mystic Realm, he was almost omnipotent, except for changing his fate, but at this moment, he was stumped by something.
He didn't know how to say sweet words or how to comfort people.
Upon hearing Su Yunling's words, Gu Zhiqi was silent again. A few seconds later, she tried to look up again. This time, Su Yunling didn't push her head back into his arms.
Gu Zhiqi stared at Su Yunling for a few seconds, then asked, "Why bother to soothe? Why seek forgiveness?"
