Nangong Xuan didn’t even lift an eyelid in response, naturally ignoring Cai Zhili.
Seeing this, Cai Zhili stiffened a bit and looked over at Lu Xinyun, who was already eating and didn’t seem to notice the awkward atmosphere here.
For so reason, she felt relieved.
After waiting for a while, Cai Zhili said, "I’ll just leave it here, make sure you eat while it’s hot later." After finishing, she walked toward Lu Xinyun and said, "Xinyun, I received news that there will be a party next month, rember to go with Nangong Xuan~"
"Mm-hmm, alright."
Lu Xinyun focused on eating, and her eyebrows occasionally furrowed because she found the al too greasy; not having had greasy food for several days, she felt nauseated while eating.
But these were specially brought by Cai Zhili, it would be too ungrateful if she disliked them.
Before leaving, Cai Zhili subconsciously glanced at Nangong Xuan, finding him still in the sa posture, with his long legs crossed, leisurely leaning on the sofa, and reading a fashion magazine.
She reluctantly looked away, but the thought of next month’s party made her mood lift again.
It’s said that this year’s party is different from previous years; it’s a masquerade ball.
Whatever she was thinking about made her lips curve slightly, appearing quite determined.
Lu Xinyun ate less than two-thirds of the al before she couldn’t continue; it was just too greasy, and her stomach couldn’t handle such oily dishes, so she only picked out so rice to eat.
When she returned after dealing with the lunch box, she found Nangong Xuan’s lunch box sitting untouched, while Nangong Xuan was still in the sa position.
Lu Xinyun walked over, "Nangong Xuan, why aren’t you eating?"
Upon hearing this, Nangong Xuan lifted his eyes to glance at her, then lowered them again. He wouldn’t tell her that he’s now used to her cooking and has lost interest in outside food.
Moreover, during the weekend she wasn’t here, he cooked all the dishes she prepared in her fridge and made do with them.
Lu Xinyun saw him saying nothing, and she was speechless, "Nangong Xuan, I’m talking to you!"
Suddenly, she thought of sothing and secretively closed the door, then sat next to him and lowered her voice, asking, "By the way, does your wound still hurt? Have you changed the bandages these two days? Oh no! I forgot to remind you to stay away from water."
Lu Xinyun regretted her impulsiveness from that night a lot; if his wound got wet and hasn’t been tended to for two days, it might be inflad by now. Maybe he couldn’t eat because of that.
Thinking of this, her guilt deepened.
"It’s all my fault!"
Nangong Xuan finally looked directly at her, his gaze extrely complex, and his voice as always devoid of warmth.
"What does it have to do with you?"
"If I hadn’t gotten angry and left you alone in the dorm, you wouldn’t be so pitiful. Wait a minute, I’ll go to the pharmacy now to get dicine and treat your wound..."
Saying this, she grabbed her bag and ran out so quickly that Nangong Xuan couldn’t stop her even if he wanted to.
He was left alone in the office, no longer in the mood to continue reading the magazine, casually tossing it onto the coffee table, and staring at Lu Xinyun’s seat in a slight daze.
He rembered that ever since his mother left, no one had ever cared for him like this again.
It’s said that not much can be rembered before the age of five, yet he vividly rembered after being taken back to the mansion, his mother stayed by him all the ti, like protecting a rare treasure.
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