Lin Han remained silent until the wound on his forehead was treated, then he stood up to leave.
He had just saved Rou Rou, and now he had been beaten bloody. Even if Wen Shu disliked him, she couldn't just kick him out like that.
Wen Shu and her grandmother naturally couldn't let him leave right away, so they let him have a meal at their home before letting him go.
The next morning, Wen Shu opened the door and saw a brick with bloodstains on it.
Wen Shu: "???"
Wen Shu suddenly remembered that when Lin Han knocked on the door yesterday, and she opened the door, Lin Han seemed to be clapping his hands, as if his hands were dusty.
The next second, Wen Shu suddenly realized what was happening.
The wound on Lin Han's head wasn't inflicted by anyone else; it was most likely that Lin Han hit himself on the head with a brick!
Wen Shu couldn't help but close her eyes briefly. Could it be? Someone really threw bricks at her?
So what was Lin Han doing?
Is this some kind of self-inflicted injury ploy? He can't possibly throw a brick at himself to gain sympathy, can he?
But thinking back to last night, when she and her grandmother both insisted on inviting Lin Han to dinner, Wen Shu was still speechless. To be honest, the self-inflicted injury tactic was quite effective.
Wen Shu put the bricks back in their original positions, and when she looked up, she saw Aunt Zhang from next door staring at her with a strange look.
Wen Shu: "???"
She looked back at Aunt Zhang, wondering what kind of look Aunt Zhang was giving her.
Aunt Zhang's eyes were indeed very strange; they looked somewhat confused, somewhat afraid, somewhat guilty, and somewhat...
Compared to the usual nitpicking expression of Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang's eyes seemed very complicated.
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