Everyone's rooms are on the same floor, and they are not far from each other.
The two quickly arrived at the door of Shen Jingxiu's room.
Since Wen Yan was pushing the food cart with both hands, the task of ringing the doorbell was handed over to Qin Yulong.
But after the two sounds, there seemed to be no further movement inside the room.
The two exchanged a glance, and Wen Yan frowned slightly.
"Is my brother not in his room? It's not even mealtime yet, where could he be?"
Qin Yulong thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they didn't hear it in the bathroom. I'll try ringing the doorbell again."
"Hmm, try pressing it a couple more times this time."
As she spoke, Wen Yan pressed her ear against the door.
Actually, Shen Jingxiu had already reached the door when the doorbell rang for the first time.
Upon hearing Wen Yan's voice, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, which was about to open the door.
Before he could sort out his chaotic emotions and inexplicable desires, he felt he shouldn't indulge himself in casually spending time with her anymore.
But they kept ringing the doorbell, and if the door wasn't opened for a long time, she might have to call.
Therefore, when the doorbell rang for the third time, Shen Jingxiu opened the door.
He didn't look at Wen Yan, but instead fixed his gaze directly on Qin Yulong's face.
"Why are you here?"
Qin Yulong was a little surprised. Wen Yan was standing in the middle, and he was closer to Wen Yan, but he didn't expect that Wen Yan would choose to talk to him, as if he didn't see Wen Yan at all.
Thinking of this, Qin Yulong couldn't help but glance at Wen Yan beside her.
She then replied to Shen Jingxiu, "I heard from Yan Yan that you weren't feeling well, so I came with her to see you. Does Yan Yan have anything else to give you?"
Having said that, Shen Jingxiu glanced at Wen Yan indifferently.
"What is that?"
Wen Yan noticed his coldness. Although he usually spoke in a cold tone, Wen Yan could tell that he was different today.
Wen Yan thought it was because he was feeling unwell.
Her tone was full of concern: "Aren't you feeling any better? Should we see a doctor and get some medicine?"
"No need," was just a random excuse; "I'm already fine."
"Really?" Wen Yan asked doubtfully, tilting her head to observe Shen Jingxiu's expression.
Shen Jingxiu had been standing still, but as Wen Yan approached, he found his heart suddenly racing.
This was not a good sign. He swallowed hard and immediately took a half step back.
"I'm really okay now, is this all you wanted to give me?"
As Shen Jingxiu spoke, his gaze fell on the small food cart in front of him.
"Hmm!" Wen Yan nodded. "I thought your headache might be caused by catching a chill, so I went to the hotel kitchen and made some ginger soup. It's still hot, so drink it quickly to get rid of the cold. Make way, let's go inside and drink it."
In the past, Shen Jingxiu would have definitely stepped aside long ago, and not only that, he would have taken the food cart from Wen Yan.
But today, he stood at the door without moving, which was unusual.
The hotel door frame was about 2 meters high. He stood blocking the doorway, making the small five-figure hotel room seem cramped and low.
Wen Yan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Why aren't you moving? Don't you welcome us in? We can drink at the entrance, there's no one else in the corridor right now."
“No,” Shen Jingxiu suddenly frowned, his tone turning cold, “I don’t have a headache anymore, so I don’t need this bowl of ginger soup. You can take it.”
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.
This seems to be the first time Shen Jingxiu has been so disrespectful. He is actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside, especially towards his family. He is not as indifferent as he appears. He usually reciprocates when we bring him food and drinks.
Even when he accompanied Xu Ping's father back to the abandoned industrial park that time, he, who didn't smoke, still politely accepted a cigarette offered by Xu Ping's friend.
But today...
Several seconds later, Wen Yan finally found her voice: "Oh, okay, it's good that your head doesn't hurt anymore. The taste of ginger soup is indeed not something everyone can accept. Oh, by the way, I'm planning to go to the beach tonight to try my luck finding some glowing seaweed. The scenery there is beautiful. Since you're not feeling unwell anymore, do you want to come with me tonight?"
"I'm not going, you go by yourself. Is there anything else?"
Wen Yan was stunned again.
She opened her eyes wide, her eyelashes fluttering as she blinked, and a mixture of confusion and grievance suddenly rose in her eyes.
What's wrong with my brother? Is he telling me to leave?
Did I offend him? No way, he was fine when we were playing on the beach. He even helped me carry buckets and wanted to build sandcastles for me.
What's wrong with him? Is his headache really gone?
"Big brother," Wen Yan thought it would be better to ask clearly, "What's wrong? Is something difficult that you can't handle? Why do you seem strange to me, not like usual? Are you in a bad mood?"
"no."
"Then why are you so quiet today?"
"I've never been a very talkative person."
"But," "I suddenly have a headache again. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll go in and rest first."
Before Wen Yan could finish speaking, Shen Jingxiu interrupted her, then closed the door, completely shutting Wen Yan and Qin Yulong out.
The two looked at each other, and Wen Yan asked Qin Yulong, "He's acting a bit strange today, isn't he?"
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