Lu Qingzhou hid behind a pillar, casting a long shadow, and her cautious appearance was quite amusing.
Watching Chen Xiaoxi leave quickly,
Lu Qingzhou immediately rushed out from behind the pillar, his forehead beaded with sweat, and asked Leng Yue, "How did the conversation go? Did you win her over...?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized his mistake and hurriedly corrected himself, "I meant, what was her attitude?"
Leng Yue glanced at him sideways, giving him a look that said, "I've seen right through you." She poked his chest hard with her fingertip and spat, "Scumbag!"
Then he turned and gazed at the corner where Chen Xiaoxi had disappeared, his eyelashes casting fine shadows under his eyes. He sighed, "The talks broke down. I said everything I could to her, but she wouldn't listen to anything."
Lu Qingzhou lifted his foot to chase after her, but Leng Yue grabbed the hem of his shirt tightly: "Don't go!"
Her voice carried a hint of calm, "If you chase after her now, it will only embarrass her more."
"What should we do then?" Lu Qingzhou stared at the empty corridor, his brows furrowed into a knot, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.
When he was in school, Chen Xiaoxi would always walk ahead of him and occasionally hand him a piece of osmanthus cake.
Now, when I think back, that sweet aroma seems to still linger on my tongue, but I can't quite grasp it now.
Leng Yue released her grip, gazing at the birds flying across the sky, her voice as gentle as if coaxing a child: "Give her some time. Matters of the heart can't be rushed."
Lu Qingzhou sighed helplessly; for now, this was the only option.
......
at the same time,
The office door was pushed hard, making a loud bang.
Chen Xiaoxi staggered into the bathroom, her fingernails scraping against the door with a harsh sound.
The moment I turned on the tap, a blast of cold water hit me right in the face.
The icy stinging sensation was nothing compared to even a fraction of the pain in her heart.
She rubbed her face haphazardly, then looked up at herself in the mirror—her features were still delicate, but her red, swollen eyes, like an indelible mark, silently spoke of her earlier disarray.
Water droplets still clung to her eyelashes, making it impossible to tell whether they were tears or water.
She took a deep breath, scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it on her face again, trying to clear her head. The person in the mirror slowly raised the corners of their mouth, forcing a professional smile, but the smile shattered instantly when they saw their reddened eyes.
She turned her head away, no longer looking at herself in the mirror, grabbed a towel and roughly dried her face, straightened her back again, and walked out of the bathroom like a warrior in armor, though her steps were still unsteady.
The aroma of medicine mingled with the smell of Old Chen's cigarette smoke in the decoction room.
Zhang Ruoshui stirred the medicine pot in her hand, the copper spoon clinking against the earthenware wall. She paused, looked up at Old Chen, and asked, "Old Chen, what do you plan to do about this?"
Old Man Chen naturally knew what she was referring to.
He crushed the cigarette butt, and the ash fell into the ashtray.
When talking about his daughter, he couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe I should arrange a blind date for her!"
Zhang Ruoshui stopped what she was doing and frowned slightly: "This girl is stubborn, will she listen to you?"
“I’ll call her grandfather and ask him to speak to her personally. She’s always listened to her grandfather since she was little, so maybe it will work out.”
Old Chen took out his phone and then put it down, feeling uncertain.
Zhang Ruoshui sighed softly: "I think it's a bit unreliable. If this girl doesn't like it, even if we arrange blind dates for her, she might agree on the surface, but she'll probably still resist in her heart. There are quite a few young men in your clinic who admire her, but I haven't seen her get close to any of them."
Hearing Zhang Ruoshui's words, Old Man Chen also became somewhat irritated: "Then what do you suggest we do?"
Zhang Ruoshui stood up and paced back and forth, her footsteps making a clattering sound on the ground: "If Xiaoxi is willing to accept Xiao Lu... perhaps..."
"impossible!"
Old Chen suddenly stood up, almost knocking over the medicine basket containing dried tangerine peel and poria cocos next to him. "How many girls are around him? What good life can Xiaoxi have if she goes with him!"
Before she could finish speaking, Old Man Chen immediately jumped up and interrupted her.
"How can I not give Xiaoxi happiness? You've seen it for yourself, Leng Yue and the others get along better than sisters!"
Zhang Ruoshui, hands on her hips and a stern face, retorted, "Besides, when it comes to matters of the heart, who can say for sure?"
Old Chen's face flushed red as he picked up the medicine spatula and then slammed it down again: "Anyway, I don't agree to this. If Xiao Lu doesn't have a wife, I have no objection."
In his current situation, Xiaoxi has no legal status or recognition with him, and they won't even be able to get a marriage certificate in the future. What kind of situation is that?
Zhang Ruoshui sneered, her skirt sweeping across the medicine cauldron: "You don't agree, huh? Then I'll leave!"
He then walked towards the door.
Old Chen hurriedly grabbed her wrist, his palms sweating profusely. "The medicine isn't even ready yet!"
"No need, it's just a minor ailment, it can be treated anywhere."
Zhang Ruoshui turned her head and said defiantly!
Old Chen said helplessly, "Let me think about this some more, okay? Or, we can arrange a letter for him first, and if that doesn't work, I won't interfere anymore, let her be!"
Zhang Ruoshui then softened her expression and bent down to pick up the medicinal herbs from the ground: "You said it yourself. If they are truly destined for each other, don't be the villain who breaks them up."
Old Chen was speechless!
The flames in the medicine furnace flickered, and the afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the treetops and leaves, casting shadows on the two of them that were sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, making them feel uneasy.
......
After returning from the clinic, life was like a calm lake, shimmering with soft, warm light, and the group gradually returned to their old rhythm of life.
After returning to school in a hurry that time, Lin Yinuo has not been seen again.
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