Chapter 12

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Qiao's red and swollen ankle appeared in front of his eyes from time to time.

After the last class, students left one after another. Lu Xun helped the teacher deliver homework and returned to the classroom to find that Jiang Qiao had not left yet.

The classroom window was open, the fan was whirring, Jiang Qiao was sleeping on the table, the hair on his forehead was blown by the breeze, swaying a few times.

Lu Xun withdrew his gaze, but his peripheral vision subconsciously moved to her ankle. The red mark not only did not fade, but turned blue instead, becoming particularly conspicuous against her fair skin.

No medicine was applied.

In the few seconds when he was distracted, Jiang Qiao had already woken up and happened to meet his eyes.

"Are you done with your work?" Jiang Qiao yawned, his eyes misty.

Lu Xun's emotions faded away and he looked cold again: "Yeah."

Jiang Qiao was still asleep, following him like a little kid. Her forehead bumped against his strong back, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Lu Xun didn't know when he stopped and whispered, "Why are you following me?"

"Date." Jiang Qiao blurted out, and only then realized that he felt a little embarrassed after saying it, and excused himself: "Dating is necessary for dating."

"I know a lot."

"Of course." Jiang Qiao's inexplicable competitive spirit rose again: "I told you a long time ago. There are many people who like me."

“Haha.” Lu Xun laughed for no apparent reason, and said in an unclear tone: “Great.”

Jiang Qiao: “………………”

Don't think she can't hear it, it's a bit sarcastic.

Lu Xun was standing next to the bus stop. In his peripheral vision, Jiang Qiao could not help squatting at his feet, a small ball.

His fingertips holding the phone paused for a while, then turned on the phone.

A few minutes later, a taxi stopped by the roadside. Jiang Qiao looked at it enviously, wishing it was here to pick her up.

Lu Xun was poor and stingy with her. He probably didn't even want to pay her two dollars for the bus fare, let alone taking a taxi.

Jiang Qiao lowered his head resentfully, thinking that he was truly great for sacrificing himself for love.

Lu Xun, this bastard!

She cursed, and the next second the taxi door opened. Lu Xun walked to the front of the car and held the door. Jiang Qiao still lowered his head.

He frowned and said impatiently, "Miss, what are you still doing squatting there?"

Why?

What?

Jiang Qiao raised her eyes; her dream had come true. She stood up too quickly and almost fell over. She managed to steady herself and walked quickly into the car, as if she was afraid that Lu Xun would change his mind.

Lu Xunwei raised his hand, then put it down without saying a word and sat down.

Along the way, Jiang Qiao mentioned several places on her own, all of which were dating spots she had just asked her friends about.

Lu Xun closed his eyes and said nothing.

After getting off the car, Jiang Qiao finally understood why he was so calm.

The taxi had already booked the location.

Looking at the familiar place in front of her, she twitched her lips: "You brought me here for a date?!"

Jiang Qiao couldn't believe that Lu Xun would bring her to the Hong Kong Coliseum.

If it were someone else, she would definitely think that the other person had ulterior motives and was trying to take advantage of her.

If it was Lu Xun... then he can't be ruled out as a suspect!

"You came here on your own, it wasn't a date." Lu Xun refuted her question concisely and from the root.

Okay, okay, it’s her fault for being so shameless.

Jiang Qiao frowned and said, "Then what are you doing here?"

Lu Xun: “Work.”

Jiang Qiao: “……………………”

She subconsciously glanced at the corner of Lu Xun's lips. The bruise had faded and there was no trace of the injury.

Lu Xun didn't know if he noticed her gaze, and he pressed the corner of his lip with his thumb.

Jiang Qiao was no longer so confident: "Then why didn't you tell me in advance..."

"Will it be useful if I tell you?" Lu Xun glanced at her, his meaning was very clear, if I tell you, then you won't come with me?

Jiang Qiao was speechless. Indeed, Lu Xun had a firm grasp on her thoughts.

Lu Xun said in advance that she would come along as well.

Her current personality is that of a shameless scoundrel.

Lu Xun went in to change his clothes. The hotel manager came over to get the report. He was startled to see Jiang Qiao sitting on the sofa. "Miss Jiang, why are you sitting here? Let me help you check Mr. Peng's box number..."

He thought Jiang Qiao was here to see Peng Yang.

Jiang Qiao glanced at the waiter's lounge from time to time, shook his head and said, "No need."

The manager couldn't figure out the situation and wanted to ask more.

Jiang Qiao, who had been gloomy just now, suddenly brightened up and smiled: "Lu Xun."

Following Jiang Qiao's line of sight, it was the handsome and cold Lu Xun.

Wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, he lost some of his youthfulness and looked like a tall poplar tree.

The manager's eyes widened. He looked at Jiang Qiao, then at Lu Xun, and whispered, "What's going on?"

Lu Xun paused as he rolled up his sleeves: "It's nothing, just pretend she doesn't exist."

manager:"……………"

When it doesn't exist?! What do you think this is?

"Don't forget how you were beaten a few days ago," the manager reminded through gritting his teeth.

He had worked in the bar for so many years and had seen many people trapped in love, but he didn't expect Lu Xun to be so cold-hearted and confused.

“…………I haven’t forgotten.”

Unexpectedly, Lu Xun said without any emotion.

The manager didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he gave a few more instructions and left.

During the two hours that Lu Xun was working, Jiang Qiao ate three plates of fruit and ordered two more takeout meals to be delivered to the hotel.

She was picky about food. She felt sick of a bowl of crab roe noodles after just two bites and pushed it to Lu Xun.

When Lu Xun ignored her, she deliberately threatened to complain.

The third time he said, "If you don't eat, I'll have your manager fire you."

Lu Xun's face darkened. He picked up the slightly cool crab roe noodles with his chopsticks and ate them expressionlessly. His movements were quick and mechanical, no different from eating a big steamed bun.

He was just completing his mission.

With this start, the rest will be much smoother.

Blueberries, Millennium, shredded chicken porridge, he eats whatever Jiang Qiao feeds him.

Jiang Qiao slept for a while, and when she woke up she didn't see Lu Xun. Just as she was about to ask someone else, she saw Lu Xun walking in from outside. He had changed out of his work clothes and was holding a plastic bag in his hand.

Noticing her gaze, Lu Xun turned the plastic bag in his hand behind him.

"Why didn't you call me when you got off work?" Jiang Qiao complained, not noticing his little action.

Lu Xun said calmly: “I forgot.”

Forgot?! If you can forget this, why don’t you forget yourself!

How could she, a living person, have such a lack of presence?

Jiang Qiao had been holding his anger for the whole day, but he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and walked forward with his head down, not caring whether Lu Xun was following him or not.

Definitely not. Lu Xun wished she would leave quickly.

Jiang Qiao felt a little discouraged, aggrieved and disappointed. A withered yellow sycamore leaf fell on the street, and she stepped on it to vent her anger.

Still not enough, she wanted to step on it again, but a familiar cold voice sounded behind her: "The leaves are provoking you."

(End of this chapter)