"What are you doing here?"
Zhuang Shuqing couldn’t help but laugh as she glanced indifferently at the restaurant behind her, "Coming to the restaurant, of course, is to eat, could it possibly be... to rent a room?"
"You..."
"Does Miss Tan Biyang have any other matters? If not, I won’t disturb you then." After saying that, she turned around and left.
Watching her disappearing silhouette, Lu Jinyang’s expression was complex.
This woman crashed into his arms, aside from a "sorry", she didn’t even glance at him. This made him think of that night, how she failed to resist and eventually chose such a way to cover up her humiliation...
After regaining her composure, Tan Biyang walked towards Lu Jinyang, already adopting a different deanor, "Jinyang, let’s go~"
She reached out to hook his arm, but the man sidestepped gracefully, avoiding her touch.
Tan Biyang awkwardly retracted her hand, concealing the displeasure in her eyes, but she still followed him.
...
Zhuang Shuqing wandered on the streets for quite a while before finally taking a taxi ho.
She rented a single-bedroom apartnt, which was clean and neat, and most importantly, the landlord offered her a discount seeing her difficulties as a young woman living alone.
This moved her deeply.
As she was about to step up the stairs, a figure appeared against the light, blocking her path. She stepped aside to let the person pass, but as she moved left, the person mirrored her, and when she moved right, the person did as well.
After several replays, Zhuang Shuqing got angry.
"What’s wrong with you... are you out of your mind!"
She suddenly looked up, recognized his face, and stiffened, involuntarily asking: "What are you doing here?"
"Changing the bandage." After saying that, the man indifferently turned and went up the stairs.
"Hey, Mr. Lu, wait a mont~"
Lu Jinyang, hearing her voice from behind, instead of turning back, quickened his pace. Zhuang Shuqing, trailing behind, did not notice the red stain on Lu Jinyang’s white shirt.
"How... how did you know I live here?"
Zhuang Shuqing balanced herself on the stairs, panting slightly; this man’s strides were too long, forcing her to jog to keep up.
"Open the door."
Zhuang Shuqing suddenly looked up, "Open the door? What do you want to do?"
Lu Jinyang’s handso face was expressionless, he looked down, his slender fingers slowly moving to the red-stained part of the shirt, "You hit , bandage it."
"..."
Seeing the bright red on his clothes, Zhuang Shuqing found it sowhat glaring. He said she hit him, but she hadn’t seen him before returning ho.
A sudden realization struck her mind, enlightened, Zhuang Shuqing figured out that the person she bumped into at the restaurant entrance was him!
What a stroke of bad luck!
Zhuang Shuqing fished out her keys from her bag, unlocked the door, and turned around to call him in, but he had already advanced boldly inside, even kindly closing the door behind her.
Zhuang Shuqing: "..."
She ignored him and walked into her room. While she was inside, Lu Jinyang briefly surveyed this uncomfortably small room for him.
The apartnt wasn’t large but it was charmingly decorated, neatly organized, and altogether gave a very refreshing impression, even for Lu Jinyang who was accustod to luxurious mansions.
When Zhuang Shuqing erged from her room, she was carrying a dical kit in her hand.
He raised his eyebrows, surprised to find such a thing here.
"Roll up your shirt."
Lu Jinyang obediently unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and leaned against the couch closing his eyes, "Call when you’re done changing the dicine."
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