When Lin Xiangyu heard Han Youzhen say the words "go back separately", his heart sank suddenly, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer.
At that moment, the expectations in my heart turned into disappointment, and an indescribable bitterness spread in my heart.
However, he suppressed his inner doubts and disappointment, and did not ask the reason. He just tried to make his tone sound calmer: "Then let's take a taxi back, and I will get off early when I get to my home and walk back."
He tried to use this compromise to restore some connection between the two of them, even if it was just a short journey together.
"No, I decided to go back to school and live on campus."
Han Youzhen's voice was cold and resolute. As soon as she said this, she stood up and hurried towards the door without even waiting for Lin Xiangyu's response.
Her back looked a little flustered, as if she was running away from something.
After opening the door, Han Youzhen turned her back to Lin Xiangyu in the room, paused for a moment, and then said softly: "Thank you for what happened last night."
The voice was as light as a sigh in the wind. After she finished speaking, she walked straight out. Then with a "click", the door of the room was gently closed, as if isolating the subtle emotional connection between the two of them.
Lin Xiangyu just stood there quietly, staring straight at the door closed by Han Youzhen.
He felt mixed emotions. The special relationship he had finally established with Han Youzhen was destroyed by Pei Yilin.
After a long time, Lin Xiangyu slowly came to his senses, dragged his heavy steps downstairs, checked out of the room, and took a taxi back home.
Along the way, the scenery outside the car window passed by quickly, but he ignored it, and his mind was full of Han Youzhen's departing figure.
Pei Yilin's calls came in one after another, like life-threatening calls, and each ring made him more and more irritated.
At first, he tried to hold back his impatience and hang up, but in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore and simply turned his phone to airplane mode to completely cut off from the distractions.
As soon as Lin Xiangyu entered the room, Pei Yilin rushed over from the sofa. Her eyes were full of questioning and anxiety. She asked aggressively: "Lin Xiangyu, why didn't you answer my call? And what did you do last night?"
"It has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"
Lin Xiangyu was already furious at the moment. Facing Pei Yilin's questioning, he didn't give her a good look at all. He replied coldly and walked past Pei Yilin without looking back.
Seeing this, Pei Yilin, like an enraged lion, reached out to pull Lin Xiangyu's arm, trying to make him stop.
However, Lin Xiangyu was full of annoyance at the moment, and he swung her arm hard and directly threw it to the side.
Pei Yilin staggered and almost fell, and a look of shame and anger suddenly appeared on her face.
"Stop right there." Pei Yilin shouted in shame and annoyance, her voice trembling a little.
Lin Xiangyu turned his head and gave Pei Yilin a cold look, then walked straight upstairs without stopping.
He was upset at the moment and had no mood to pay attention to Pei Yilin. It was good enough that he didn't hit her.
When Pei Yilin saw Lin Xiangyu's resolute attitude, she seemed to realize that her previous behavior was a bit too much, and a little uneasiness surged in her heart.
So she didn't continue to pester him, but just watched Lin Xiangyu go upstairs silently.
Lin Xiangyu's mood became extremely bad because of Han Youzhen's incident.
He locked himself in his room all day and hardly stepped out of the door.
While eating, he also had a gloomy face and was not at all good to Pei Yilin. Every look in his eyes revealed alienation and indifference.
Pei Yilin walked to Lin Xiangyu's door several times, trying to muster up the courage to apologize to him, but her stubborn and proud character was like an invisible shackle that made her give up in the end.
She lingered at the door for a long time, and finally turned around and left, hoping silently in her heart that Lin Xiangyu would calm down.
However, Zheng Xiuying and Shin Young-ae did not take the initiative to contact Lin Xiangyu today.
They all have their own little thoughts in their minds. They don't want to be too proactive and want to maintain their reservedness.
Similarly, Lin Xiangyu's mind was fully occupied with Han Youzhen at the moment, and he did not take the initiative to contact them.
When Han Youzhen returned to school, she looked like a lost soul.
She walked with empty eyes, had no interest in anything she did, was often distracted, and her meals tasted like chewing wax.
This was the first time in her life that such a situation had occurred. The feeling of having her mind controlled made her feel unfamiliar and helpless, yet she was unable to break free.
It was late at night and everything was quiet. Han Youzhen tossed and turned on her single bed in the school dormitory, unable to fall asleep.
Her movements were gentle, yet a little anxious. She pulled the quilt tightly, wrapping herself tightly in it, just like a frightened snail curled up in its shell, seeking the only sense of security.
Outside the window, the bright moonlight was as soft as silver gauze, passing through the tiny gap in the curtains and quietly falling on her face.
Whenever Han Youzhen thought of Pei Yilin's harsh and unbearable words, and the feelings that Pei Yilin might have had for Lin Xiangyu for a long time, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar, and the bone-chilling chill spread from her heart to her whole body.
Deep down, she already found it hard to accept Lin Xiangyu's feelings, and Pei Yilin's intervention undoubtedly made the matter even worse.
On the other side, Lin Xiangyu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty and confused eyes.
The room was very quiet, with only the wall clock ticking tirelessly, and every tick seemed to strike at the tip of his heart.
Han Youzhen's figure kept appearing in his mind. Sometimes it was the various things that happened between them in the motel last night, and sometimes it was her resolute back when she left this morning.
He turned over and buried his face in the pillow, trying to get rid of all these messy thoughts, but Han Youzhen's appearance became clearer and clearer.
Tonight, every minute and every second seemed extremely long for Lin Xiangyu and Han Youzhen.
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