Chapter 40 Ointment

Shen Jize thought she wouldn't agree.

Unexpectedly, Wen Eryu nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you."

The man's face was frighteningly cold. He was a moody person and no one around him knew what his mood would be the next second.

Wen Eryu frowned slightly, she didn't know how she had offended him again.

The office fell into an awkward atmosphere again.

After a moment, Wen Eryu thought of something else. She took out a newly opened bank card and handed it to Shen Jize.

"I'll pay you back for the medical expenses you paid for me." She paused and continued, "But I don't have that much money right now. Keep this card. I'll transfer money to it every month."

Shen Jize seemed to have heard a huge joke. He sneered: "Self-righteous."

Wen Eryu: "I..."

"Do you think I'm short of this little money from you?" He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between him and Wen Eryu.

Wen Eryu tightened her hand holding the bank card, and her lips turned white from being bitten by her.

But the next second, Shen Jize took the card from her hand, held it between his fingers, and took a half step back.

It's not impossible to be her creditor.

No matter what he said, Wen Eryu would feel better only if he accepted the card.

“Then I won’t bother Mr. Shen anymore.”

As soon as she turned around, Shen Jize's voice came from behind her.

"etc."

He walked to the desk and stopped, then opened the drawer and took out a white ointment.

Wen Eryu looked at him in confusion.

Shen Jize strode towards her, shoved the ointment roughly into her hand, and said nonchalantly, "Let's go."

Wen Eryu: “…”

She looked down at the cold object in her hand and her heart sank.

This ointment was of the same brand as the one she gave to Shen Jize in her dream.

*

It was already evening when we returned to the rental house.

Wen Eryu dragged her tired body into the bathroom, let her hair down, prepared hot water in advance, and then took a bath.

After coming out of the bathroom, she wrapped herself in a hair drying cap and went to the kitchen to cook herself a simple bowl of egg noodles.

Tomorrow is the weekend and there is no work. Wen Eryu sits cross-legged on the ground, relaxed.

She put the egg noodles on the coffee table, turned on the TV, and found a variety show to watch.

After finishing eating and washing the dishes, Wen Eryu went into the bathroom to blow-dry her hair, but she was stunned when she saw the ointment on the sink.

After a while, she picked it up, squeezed a little and applied it on her forehead.

At this moment, the cell phone beside him rang.

It was Lin Cheng calling.

Wen Eryu washed her hands and just pressed the answer button when she heard the roar of cheap electronic music, the excited and vague screams of men and women, and the crisp sound of glasses colliding.

She didn't need to guess to know where Lin Cheng was.

"What's wrong, Orange?"

Lin Cheng's voice was intermittent: "What are you doing?"

Wen Eryu looked at the time, it was 11:35 pm.

"Did something happen?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard crying from the other end of the phone.

Lin Cheng said with tears in her eyes, "Eryu, I... I broke up with Lu Zhang."

Wen Eryu frowned: "Why so sudden? Weren't you guys fine before?"

But the noise from the other side was so loud that she couldn't hear what Lin Cheng was saying at all.

"Which bar are you in now? I'll be right over."

"In... in the Lost Club, it's... on Huaihai Road... wuwu... the one with the brightest neon lights and a big iron anchor at the door." Lin Cheng was crying so hard that she couldn't speak clearly.

Wen Eryu comforted him, "Okay, wait for me there for a while, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Eryu hurriedly blew her hair. With her hair half dry and half wet, she changed her clothes and went out to take a taxi.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Eryu arrived at the bar that Lin Cheng mentioned.

A few young men were standing at the door of the bar, smoking.

Wen Eryu passed them by and walked straight in.

One of them squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Eryu's butt. He looked up and signaled his companion next to him with his eyes.

"Oh my god, this girl is pretty, just the type I like."

But he was completely unaware of these gentle words.

As soon as she entered, the loud noise made her eardrums hurt, and the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, cheap perfume and sweat hit her in the face, almost suffocating her.

Under the dim and blurry lights, there are shadows of people, twisting bodies on the dance floor, and the noise of clinking glasses in the booths.

Wen Eryu's brows have been furrowed since he entered the door.

Now she just wants to find Lin Cheng as soon as possible.

The next second, Wen Eryu found her in a corner.

Lin Cheng collapsed in the booth like a puddle of mud, her hair disheveled, her carefully applied makeup smudged by her tears, her eyeliner smudged into two huge dark circles.

Wen Eryu walked over to her and sat down, reaching out to grab the wine glass from Lin Cheng's hand.

"Chengcheng, stop drinking and come with me."

"Eryu? You're here?" Lin Cheng raised her head in a daze, and when she saw that it was her, tears instantly burst out like a dam breaking.

She suddenly rushed over and hugged Wen Eryu's waist: "Wuwuwu... Eryu... He broke up with me, how could he do this to me, wuwu..."

Wen Eryu gently patted Lin Cheng's trembling back and softened her voice: "Let's leave here first, okay? It's too noisy here."

Lin Cheng responded: "Okay."

Wen Eryu helped her out of the bar, but unexpectedly they ran into the gangster who was about to go in to look for her.

"Don't go, come and play with me, your brother." He touched his back teeth with his tongue, with a playful expression on his face.

Wen Eryu gave him a glare and said, "Get lost."

"Ha, interesting, do all beautiful women have such a bad temper?" The gangster stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her face.

But the next second, Lin Cheng, who was still drunk, picked up her bag and threw it in the gangster's face.

"Ah--!" A scream sounded at the door of the bar, attracting the attention of many people.

Lin Cheng pointed at him and shouted, "Say it again!"

The gangster covered his face, his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

He wanted to speak, but the pain was so severe that he couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing this, Lin Cheng took Wen Eryu's hand and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

After getting in the car, Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the man did not catch up with her.

The two returned to Wen Eryu's rental house.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Cheng collapsed on the ground.

There was still some hot water left after Wen Eryu took a shower, so she went to her room and got a pair of pajamas.

"Chengcheng, do you want to take a shower first?"

Lin Cheng got up from the ground, nodded, took the clothes from Wen Eryu, and staggered towards the bathroom.

While she was taking a shower, Wen Eryu made her a bowl of sobering soup in the kitchen.

After Lin Cheng came out, she sat quietly on the sofa.

"Come, drink some and your stomach will feel better."

"Okay." Lin Cheng drank the whole bowl.

Sure enough, my still churning stomach calmed down a lot.

In fact, she had sobered up a long time ago, but she just couldn't accept the fact that Lu Zhang broke up with her.

Wen Eryu sat down next to her.

"So why did you break up with him?"

Lin Cheng sighed: "It's all because of my mother. She looked down on Lu Zhang's family. She secretly found Lu Zhang behind my back and forced him to break up with me."

She got angry when she said this: "Lu Zhang is so stubborn that he actually listened to what my mother said. He is such a fool."

Wen Eryu roughly understood what had happened.

She asked, "So it's not that he's fallen in love with someone else, but that your mother doesn't approve of you two."

Lin Cheng nodded. "Actually, my mother is also worried that I will suffer if I marry him, but none of this matters to me. I love him and he loves me, and that's enough. Besides, Lu Zhang's family isn't that poor; they can be considered a well-off family."

Wen Eryu said, "So what are you going to do now? Do you want to go find him and ask him clearly?"

"No." Lin Cheng said firmly, "I won't go looking for him. I want him to come to me."

"oh?"

"Actually, this is also a test for him. If he really loves me, he will definitely come to me again." Lin Cheng paused, "If he doesn't come to me..."

"You will still go find him." Wen Eryu helped her express what was in her heart.

Lin Cheng laughed awkwardly: "How do you understand me so well?"

Wen Eryu spread his hands and looked at her.

Time passed quickly and it was already midnight.

Wen Eryu tidied up the bed. It wasn't big, but it could accommodate the two of them.

"Do you sleep inside or outside?" she asked.

Lin Cheng immediately rushed onto the bed and lay down against the wall: "Of course it's inside."

Wen Eryu smiled, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed in the dark.

A dreamless night.

*

On Monday, when Wen Eryu came out of the company after get off work, he unexpectedly encountered a familiar silhouette when his eyes swept across the temporary parking area on the street.

Song Bowen stood quietly in front of the car in a gray coat, constantly looking at the watch on his wrist.

After a moment, he looked up and met Wen Eryu's gaze.

"Getting off work?" Song Bowen asked, his voice low and gentle. "Get in the car. I'll treat you to dinner."

Wen Eryu stood there without moving.

The evening wind ruffled a few strands of hair on her temples, bringing a slight itch.

“…No need, Brother Bo Wen.” Wen Er said in a dry voice.

She has been avoiding Song Bowen these days. The last confession made her not know how to face him.

The warmth on Song Bowen's face seemed to freeze for a moment, but then the smile returned to his face.

"It's just the time it takes to eat a meal." He spoke again, his eyes darkening behind his glasses. "It won't take too long."

"Really not, Brother Bo Wen." Wen Eryu avoided his heavy gaze, her eyes filled with an unbreakable sense of distance, "Lin Cheng is still waiting for me at my house."

Song Bowen stepped forward and said, "Eryu, is it because of what I did last time..."

"Brother Bo Wen." Wen Eryu interrupted him, "Let's eat it next time."

At this time, Wen Eryu's cell phone in her bag rang.

She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. She hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, instead of pressing the answer button, she stretched out her finger and swiped directly to the red reject icon.

However, within a few seconds, the call came again.

Based on the principle of answering the call the second time, Wen Eryu still answered the call.

What if someone really needs her help urgently?

But unexpectedly, the person opposite was Shen Jize.

"Where are you?" His voice was filled with anger.

"Why should I tell you?" Wen Eryu replied.

Shen Jize said in a muffled voice: "Come and accompany me tomorrow."

After saying that, he stared at Wen Eryu's figure on the computer screen.