Chapter 70 Chapter 70 "Stop pretending, you've recovered your memory...
Yu Jingheng also wanted to go on this luxury cruise, so he asked Lu Hean to get him a ticket, just to relax. It wasn't that he couldn't get one, but Qiao Zhishi had been annoying him to death these past few days. He couldn't get Lu Hean, so he was actually stalking him every day?
Is it okay to ask Lu Hean for some compensation for mental damage?
But he never expected that Lu Hean refused and booked him a ticket on another cruise ship.
Yu Jingheng: [? ]
Lu Hean: [Pei Shuyu and I are going together. Do you want to join us?]
Yu Jingheng: [Are you sick? You're just asking for trouble. Did Pei Shuyu save your life, brother?]
In his opinion, there is no such thing as someone he can't get. If there is, it's simply because he hasn't given enough benefits. Anyway, he hasn't met the right person yet.
People are all different, and a fleeting romance is fine. For the eldest sons of their families, just playing around is enough; the end of love is definitely arranged marriage. While they might still have their own affairs after marriage, isn't that the consensus in the industry?! Therefore, he simply couldn't understand Lu Hean, a lover who would hang himself on a tree.
He rolled his eyes.
Lu Hean: [I haven't come to terms with you for deceiving me while I was losing my memory.]
"I lied to him? What did I lie to him about?!" Looking at this message, Yu Jingheng was puzzled. Suddenly, a fragment of memory flashed through his mind.
He remembered that he had made up an excuse to keep him away from Pei Shuyu. Lu Hean, who had regained his memory, was really annoying!
Yu Jingheng: [Ah, ah, ah, alright, alright. Consider that I stopped Qiao Zhishi for you, I'll cancel it out!]
He is in the wrong this time.
Yu Jingheng: [But, does Pei Shuyu know that you've recovered your memory? Is he willing to go with you even though he knows you've recovered your memory, or is he willing to go with you even though he doesn't know?]
Actually, it’s neither.
Pei Shuyu was not willing to go with him at all.
Lu Hean didn't reply.
It’s no use talking to Yu Jingheng, so it’s better to just use cold violence.
On the day the cruise tour started, Pei Shuyu set off again with his small suitcase.
Lu Hean's car had been waiting at the door of Saifan for a long time. He leaned against the door, watched Pei Shuyu approach, and naturally took the box from his hand and put it in the trunk.
No conversation along the way.
Only the scenery outside the car window was rapidly receding, and a tacit silence filled the car.
Arriving at the port, the giant cruise ship named "Day and Night" stood like a moving white castle on the blue sea, reflecting dazzling light in the sun.
Pei Shuyu had never seen the world before, and this looked like it was more than ten stories high.
The boarding process was extremely smooth. Lu Hean walked in front with a suitcase in each hand, and he personally handled all the steps that required verification.
He led Pei Shuyu through a wide, softly carpeted corridor, finally stopping in front of a wooden door. He swiped his card, and the door slid silently open. The view that greeted him startled even Pei Shuyu.
The room is divided into two floors, and the space is larger than he imagined.
Before boarding the ship, he took a look at the order, which seemed to be called a duplex sea view room.
The double bed was on the second floor, covered in a white velvet bedspread that looked priceless. The suite even had separate living and dining areas, unabashedly luxurious.
The balcony has huge floor-to-ceiling windows, offering an unobstructed and magnificent sea view, as if the entire ocean has been framed as a private collection.
Lu Hean put their suitcases aside, took off his coat and casually put it on the sofa, then took out two soft towels from the cloakroom.
Pei Shuyu looked at his familiar series of movements with a hint of confusion on his face.
Lu Hean handed him one of the towels, and said in a natural tone like an old married couple: "I'll live in this room too."
Pei Shuyu's eyes once again swept over the extremely eye-catching double bed that could not possibly be ignored. His lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.
After all, it was Lu Hean who paid for it. He took the towel silently.
After a simple wash, Lu Hean took Pei Shuyu to dinner.
The cruise ship boasted seventeen restaurants of varying styles, and even a bar. They chose a main buffet restaurant, which was bustling with people, elegantly dressed, and the air was a mixture of the scents of various foods and high-end perfumes.
Pei Shuyu had no appetite, so he took some food at random and scanned the entire restaurant calmly.
He had only seen many of these faces in the financial section or in internal communications documents.
Soon, a figure caught his attention.
Qiao Songyan was holding a glass of wine, chatting and laughing with someone. And beside him, following closely, was Qiao Zhishi.
Just when Pei Shuyu's gaze stopped, Qiao Zhishi seemed to sense something and turned his head suddenly.
Pei Shuyu's heart trembled, and almost instinctively he immediately turned sideways and lowered his head, pretending to pick a salad on the table.
He just wanted to secretly investigate Qiao Songyan's movements and must not alert the enemy at this time.
According to the cruise passenger data sent by Fu Zhouxing, Qiao Songyan had actually brought his company's R&D team with him. Pei Shuyu and Fu Zhouxing chatted for a few more words before turning off the terminal.
By the time the cruise officially launches, the network will be worse, so I'd like to say as much as I can now.
Soon, Lu Hean came back after picking out the food and walked over to him with a plate in hand. "What are you looking at?"
"There's too much food here, I can't even see it all." Pei Shuyu said casually.
Lu Hean didn't ask any more questions, and the two of them found a secluded spot by the window and sat down.
Silence fell once more, broken only by the occasional clink of cutlery. Pei Shuyu's gaze flickered across the restaurant entrance, maintaining a high level of vigilance.
When Qiao Zhishi reappeared in his sight, seemingly looking in their direction, Pei Shuyu's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously turned his head to the side, shielding his eyes with his hands. Then, suddenly remembering Lu Hean across from him, he lowered his voice and said, "Let's go back to the room to eat. I have something to tell you."
Lu Hean was slowly cutting a steak. He looked up and blinked, as if a little surprised. "Is it something important?"
Pei Shuyu half-hid his face with the menu and nodded eagerly, his eyes locked on Qiao Zhishi who was getting closer and closer: "Yes, it's very important."
Just as Qiao Zhishi was about to see them after passing a few more people, Lu Hean put down his knife and fork and picked up the plate obediently: "Okay."
The two of them stood up almost at the same time, carrying the food that had hardly been touched, and quickly left the restaurant before Qiao Zhishi's puzzled gaze swept over them. Their backs looked a little hurried.
Back in the luxurious and spacious suite, the atmosphere did not ease much.
Fortunately, the room was equipped with an exquisite dining table. The two sat down across the table. Lu Hean looked at Pei Shuyu and asked, "What's the important matter? Can you tell me now?"
Pei Shuyu took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. His eyes fell on the intricate pattern of the tablecloth, as if he was considering his words. "I never had the chance before, and I haven't figured out how to bring it up. Now... let's talk about it. About the truth behind our breakup."
Lu Hean's fingers gripping the cup tightened imperceptibly, a glimmer of light flashing across his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, only frowning slightly, and asked in feigned confusion, "Why choose to tell me now?"
"Because I didn't expect," Pei Shuyu raised his eyes and looked directly at him, "that you would really break off the marriage with the Qiao family."
"Isn't it great that it's lifted?" Lu Hean said in a flat tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"Not at all." Pei Shuyu's voice was filled with a long-suppressed anxiety. "Lu He'an, do you have any understanding of your own physical condition? Even if you have lost your memory, you should know that you have pheromone disorder. Qiao Zhishi's pheromones are the most compatible with yours and can alleviate your symptoms to the greatest extent. After the marriage is dissolved, without the highly compatible Omega pheromones to regularly regulate your symptoms, have you ever thought about what will happen to you?"
Pei Shuyu had been holding these words in his heart for a long time, and they had been bothering him since the day he learned that Lu Hean had cancelled the marriage.
Just because of a casual remark, he threw away life and death. If he had said from the beginning that you might as well die, I would have forgiven you. Is Lu Hean also going to seek death?!
Lu Hean listened quietly to him. The only sound in the room was the faint sound of the waves outside the window. He was silent for a few seconds before he slowly spoke in a low voice: "So, this is the reason for our breakup?"
"...Yeah." Pei Shuyu lowered his eyelids and looked down at the cold food on the plate. "Right. So, don't waste your time on me anymore. We two Alphas shouldn't have started in the first place, and there's no future to talk about. I've made it clear to you."
"I don't know, I have lost my memory. I don't remember anything you said before." Lu Hean was playing tricks.
Pei Shuyu picked up the fork and mechanically stuffed a mouthful of cold salad into his mouth. After chewing for a few times, he suddenly said, "Stop pretending. You've recovered your memory, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Hean suddenly stood up.
"When did you know that?"
He walked around the dining table step by step and approached Pei Shuyu. His tall figure cast a shadow that enveloped him.
Lu Hean leaned over, put his hands on the armrests of Pei Shuyu's chair, trapping him between himself and the chair, his eyes as sharp as torches, tightly locking onto his evasive eyes.
"That day in the hospital ward." Pei Shuyu looked directly at him and added, "The day Yu Jingheng came to see you."
Lu Hean smiled, "So early?"
That’s right, Yu Jingheng could see it at a glance, so it’s not surprising that Pei Shuyu could see it too.
"Pei Shuyu," Lu Hean said, "You still love me, right?"
He didn't use "like", he used "love".
Pei Shuyu was trapped in a small space with nowhere to hide. He could only continue to stuff food into his mouth stiffly, avoiding his gaze and saying coldly, "I don't like it."
Looking at his hypocritical and forced calmness, Lu Hean suddenly laughed softly, his chest vibrating with a sense of understanding and satisfaction as if he knew everything.
"That's enough."
He let go of her hand, stood up straight, and stopped asking questions, as if he had already received all the answers he wanted.
On the other side, Qiao Zhishi was like a headless fly, looking around anxiously in the huge restaurant. The figure he had just glimpsed made him uneasy. It looked like Pei Shuyu. Could it be Pei Shuyu?
Just as he was about to bump into a waiter, a cold hand suddenly grabbed his wrist with such force that he cried out in pain.
“Hiss! Ah!”
When he turned around, he was met with Qiao Songyan's gloomy face.
"Why are you running around?!" Qiao Songyan's voice was very low, squeezed out from between his teeth, with undisguised anger, "Didn't I tell you to stay where you are?"
"Brother! I think I saw Pei Shuyu!" Qiao Zhishi was eager to explain. Even though his wrist was gripped so hard that it hurt, he didn't dare to break free. "He must have been here just now, with Lu Hean!"
Upon hearing this, a trace of extreme impatience flashed in Qiao Songyan's eyes. He really regretted bringing this brother who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything on board.
If Qiao Zhishi had not been so persistent and even threatened with a hunger strike, he would never have allowed this variable to exist just because he caught a glimpse of Lu Hean's name on the passenger list.
"You're mistaken." Qiao Songyan said firmly, his sharp eyes sweeping across the curious gazes from the surroundings. He put on a formal smile again on his face, but his hands became more forceful, almost crushing Qiao Zhishi's wrist. "I'm warning you, Qiao Zhishi, be quiet."
He leaned closer, his voice like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, piercing Qiao Zhishi's ears coldly: "If you dare to ruin my good deeds, you will be thrown into the solitary confinement room and never see the light of day again in your life."
He had waited too long to make all the arrangements on the cruise ship today and would not allow any accidents to happen.
The night sea surface resembled a vast, gently undulating piece of deep blue velvet, gently enveloping the entire cruise ship. In the distance, where the sea and sky met was a blur, with only a few sparse stars and the shimmering light cast by the cruise ship itself, glimmering in the boundless silence.
The salty yet cool sea breeze blew continuously across the balcony, lifting the strands of hair from Pei Shuyu's forehead. He leaned back on a lounge chair on the balcony, a book spread across his lap, but his gaze often wandered beyond the pages to the vast ocean.
The internet signal on the cruise ship was intermittent, and even with the extra fee, it was far less stable than on land. This caused his conversation with Fu Zhouxing to become sporadic, with the other party's replies taking longer and longer to respond, presumably because he was busy with something else.
Xiao Qingyang was also very busy. In order to catch the person who changed the props, he probably watched the surveillance for several days. The work of checking the surveillance was boring and there was little hope.
Pei Shuyu looked down at the wound on his hand, which had been bandaged and only a light pink mark remained. It was indeed almost healed. It was just a minor flesh wound and would heal in a few days.
Inside the cabin, Lu Hean leaned against the huge double bed, looking exhausted and a little out of sorts. With a barely perceptible hoarseness in his voice, he asked, "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
Pei Shuyu did not take his eyes off the pages of the book, but replied lightly: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first." He made up his mind to wait until Lu Hean fell asleep before going in.
The room fell silent, with only the soft rustling of pages and the sound of the waves.
Not long after, Pei Shuyu heard the sound of even, deep breathing coming from the room. He closed the book and sat quietly on the balcony for a while before tiptoeing into the room.
Lu Hean was already fast asleep, a trace of fatigue still lingering between his brows, but his expression was relaxed. Pei Shuyu tried not to make any noise, lying on the other side of the bed, deliberately keeping his distance.
However, the next morning, Pei Shuyu woke up to an unusually hot feeling. It felt as if a furnace was emitting a constant high temperature, the heat source pressing against his back. He woke up with a start, turned around, and found that the source of the heat was Lu Hean.
Lu Hean's face was abnormally flushed, his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his skin. He was breathing rapidly, his lips were chapped, and even in his sleep he frowned uncomfortably.
Pei Shuyu immediately reached out to his forehead and felt a burning sensation on his palm.
Have a fever? And it's quite high.
Pei Shuyu stood up immediately, not bothering to move lightly.
He first went to the bathroom and wrung out a cold towel, carefully applying it to Lu Hean's forehead. The cold stimulation made Lu Hean unconsciously shudder in his drowsiness and utter a vague muttering.
Pei Shuyu's fingers paused for a moment, then continued to carefully wipe his hot neck and arms with a towel, trying to cool him down physically.
His fingertips inevitably brushed against Lu Hean's hot skin occasionally, and the high body temperature made his heart inexplicably tight.
Did he leave the balcony window open last night, letting the sea breeze blow in? That shouldn't be the case. Alphas are known to have surprisingly good physiques. How could he be so fragile?
Lu Hean seemed to feel a hint of coolness in his drowsiness, and instinctively moved closer to the source of comfort, his forehead unconsciously rubbing against Pei Shuyu's moving wrist.
That touch, with its complete dependence and scorching temperature, made Pei Shuyu freeze for a moment.
He lowered his eyes to look at Lu Hean's face which looked a little fragile due to the fever. The eyes which usually always had a smile on them were now tightly closed, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly due to discomfort.
Pei Shuyu looked at him silently for a few seconds, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and finally he continued the movement of his hands, but the strength of his fingertips was unconsciously lighter.
Placing the towel over Lu Hean's head, he decided to go find the waiter. Physical cooling alone wouldn't work in this situation; he needed medication. There should be some on the cruise ship.
Pei Shuyu quietly closed the door to his suite and walked quickly to the front desk. The corridor was covered with thick carpet, swallowing up the sound of his footsteps.
However, before he had taken a few steps, a sharp and angry shout came from behind him: "Pei Shuyu!"
Pei Shuyu paused, closed his eyes helplessly, and turned around. Qiao Zhishi was chasing him aggressively, his face full of indignation.
"I knew I wasn't mistaken!" Qiao Zhishi rushed forward, his voice rising with excitement, "You are a treacherous villain!"
Pei Shuyu didn't have time to argue with him, so he frowned and said, "I have something urgent to do now. We can talk later if there is anything else." After that, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Emergency? What's urgent?!" Qiao Zhishi was relentless and suddenly blocked in front of him, her eyes red. "It's all your fault, right? That's why He An was determined to break off the engagement with me! You clearly promised me that you would never see him again! You don't keep your word!"
Pei Shuyu couldn't stand it any longer. He stood still and looked at him, patiently explaining, "I didn't take the initiative to see him. I really have something to do right now. Please get out of the way."
"Liar!" Qiao Zhishi was so excited that he grabbed Pei Shuyu's arm, as if trying to pull him back. However, at this extremely close distance, his nose twitched slightly, and suddenly, as if he had discovered some solid evidence, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes becoming even more sharp and piercing. "You... smell like Lu Hean's pheromones! You and Lu Hean are together! You..."
Pei Shuyu subconsciously raised his arm and sniffed. Indeed, there was a faint, almost imperceptible trace of Bordeaux pheromone. This was probably because Lu Hean hadn't controlled the pheromone leak that morning.
He wouldn't have noticed it unless he smelled it carefully.
An indescribable bitterness passed through my heart. Was this what a highly matched perception was like? Such a faint scent, yet I could easily pick it up.
But Lu Hean's scorching heat now made him even more anxious. He suppressed his emotions and lied calmly, "You smelled it wrong. I just ordered the same red wine at the restaurant."
"You are lying! You are absolutely lying!" Qiao Zhishi didn't believe it at all. He became even more agitated and kept pulling him.
Pei Shuyu's eyes turned cold, and he didn't waste any more time. He struck with lightning speed, and with a precise knife strike, he struck Qiao Zhishi's neck.
Qiao Zhishi's eyes suddenly widened, and then his body softened and he fell down silently.
Pei Shuyu quickly supported his limp body and glanced around. A waiter happened to pass by. He immediately stopped him, his tone as calm as if he were handling an ordinary piece of luggage. "Excuse me, Mr. Qiao Zhishi is drunk. I'm his friend. Could you please help take him back to his room?" He casually took the room card from Qiao Zhishi's pocket and handed it to the waiter.
Although the waiter was a little surprised, he still took the room card in a well-trained manner and supported Qiao Zhishi: "Okay, sir."
After dealing with this accident, Pei Shuyu immediately took the antipyretic medicine and quickly returned to the room.
After closing the door, Lu Hean was still sound asleep, breathing heavily, and the towel on his forehead had become warm. Pei Shuyu poured him a glass of warm water, carefully helped him up, and wanted to feed him medicine.
But people with fever are weak all over, unable to sit steadily, their bodies limp and tilted, and it is impossible to feed the pills. Pei Shuyu tried several times but failed. In desperation, he had to sit on the bed himself, pull Lu Hean into his arms, let his head rest on his shoulders and neck, and support all his weight with his arms.
This posture was too intimate. Lu Hean's hot body temperature was transmitted continuously through the thin fabric, ironing Pei Shuyu's skin.
He held the water cup in one hand and carefully passed the pill to Lu Hean's lips with the other, coaxing him in a low voice: "Open your mouth and take the medicine."
The person in his arms seemed to feel the familiar breath and support, and rubbed against him unconsciously. His dry lips brushed against Pei Shuyu's fingertips, causing a slight shudder.
This situation suddenly overlapped with a vague but familiar scene from several years ago.
He was also sick at that time, and Lu Hean took care of him in the same way.
Pei Shuyu felt as if something had struck his chest, neither too hard nor too soft, sending a wave of bitterness through his chest. He collected himself, cleared his mind, and focused on feeding the medicine.
After taking the medicine and falling into a daze for a while, Lu Hean's fever finally subsided, no longer that frightening, scorching heat. His eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. His vision blurred for a long time before it landed on Pei Shuyu, who was guarding the bedside.
"...What time is it?" His voice was very hoarse and weak after being ill.
"It's almost noon." Pei Shuyu reached out and tested the temperature of his forehead again. It felt much better than before. "How do you feel?"
"Headache, no strength." Lu Hean answered honestly, his voice muffled. He tried to move, but his joints felt sore and rusty. He looked at Pei Shuyu, his eyes softer and deeper than usual because of his illness. "Have you been here all this time?"
"Yeah." Pei Shuyu responded, got up and changed him a cup of warm water, "Drink the water first."
Lu Hean slowly drank a few sips from his hand, his dry throat moistened and he felt much better. He lay back down and watched Pei Shuyu put down the cup and return to the chair beside the bed. There was no conversation between the two for a while.
The silence wasn't awkward, but rather strangely quiet.
Perhaps because the high fever had just subsided and his consciousness was still not clear, Lu Hean looked at Pei Shuyu's slightly tired profile and suddenly said in a low voice: "When I was sick before, my father was like this too."
Pei Shuyu paused almost imperceptibly and did not respond.
Lu Hean didn't care. He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to him: "At that time, he would say that I was troublesome, but he would still stay up all night."
Pei Shuyu remained silent, his gaze fixed on the azure sea outside the window, as if there was something particularly attractive about that boundless blue.
Looking at him like this, Lu Hean raised the corners of his mouth slightly and did not continue the topic.
He knew when to stop playing the victim.
After sitting quietly for a while, Pei Shuyu stood up and said, "You take a rest. I'll go out and bring you some food."
Lu Hean didn't object, but just looked at him: "Don't leave me for too long."
"I'm on the boat. I'll be back after getting the food." Pei Shuyu replied, picked up the room card and walked out.
The door closed gently.
Lu Hean lay alone on the spacious bed, listening to the footsteps fading away outside the door, feeling the remaining weakness and lingering headache in his body, but strangely, he didn't feel bad in his heart.
Pei Shuyu walked around the cruise ship and deliberately chose some light and easily digestible food.
When he returned to the room with the dinner tray, Lu Hean seemed to have fallen asleep again, breathing steadily and slowly.
Pei Shuyu understood that sick people are prone to sleepiness. He placed the plate on the table in the living room quietly without waking Lu Hean immediately.
Pei Shuyu walked to the bedside and looked at Lu Hean's sleeping profile quietly for a while. After looking for a while, he turned around and planned to deal with his own affairs first.
Just as I took a step forward, I heard a husky voice, thick with sleep, coming from behind me: "...Did you get it back?"
Pei Shuyu turned around and saw that Lu Hean had woken up again at some point and was looking at him with half-open eyes.
"Yes, it's on the table. Do you want to eat it now?"
"Wait a moment," Lu Hean slowly supported himself on his arms and tried to sit up, "I don't have much appetite, so leave it there for now."
Pei Shuyu looked at his struggling expression and subconsciously took a step forward, reaching out to support him and placing a pillow behind him. As they did so, the two of them moved very close.
After Lu Hean stabilized himself, he looked up at Pei Shuyu and suddenly said in a low voice without any context, "Thank you."
Pei Shuyu was slightly startled, looked away, and returned to his usual calm tone: "Call me when you're hungry."
There was a light knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.
Pei Shuyu and Lu Hean looked towards the door almost at the same time.
The remaining sleepiness and tenderness in Lu Hean's eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by a subconscious alertness.
Pei Shuyu frowned slightly. Who could it be at this time? The waiter had just delivered the medicine, and Qiao Zhishi should not have woken up yet...
The two looked at each other and exchanged a silent look.
Pei Shuyu let go of Lu Hean's hand, stood up, and whispered, "Lie down, don't move."
He walked to the door, but instead of opening it immediately, he looked out through the peephole.
The person standing outside the door was not Qiao Zhishi, who might have returned as imagined. Instead, he looked like a ship's service staff, well-dressed, with a standard smile on his face, and seemed to be holding something like a clipboard in his hand.
Pei Shuyu hesitated for a second, then opened the door. However, he cleverly blocked the door with his body, not blocking the view outside. "Is there something wrong?"
The man outside the door smiled more standardly when he saw him, and bowed slightly: "Hello, sir, excuse me for disturbing you. We are from the cruise ship security center, and we are conducting a routine passenger satisfaction survey. We would like to take a few minutes of your time to ask about your experience on board and some basic needs." His words were polite, but his eyes were trying to glance into the room subtly.
"Random interview?" Pei Shuyu said calmly, without any intention of giving way. "It's not convenient right now. My companion is not feeling well and needs to rest."
"Oh, is that so? That's a shame." The man showed just the right amount of concern on his face, but he didn't intend to leave immediately. "Do you need me to contact the ship's medical team? Our medical service is available 24 hours a day..."
"No need, I've already taken the medicine." Pei Shuyu interrupted him, his voice carrying the meaning of sending someone away, "Let's talk about the random visit tomorrow."
The man seemed to sense his resolve and finally gave up, still wearing an impeccable smile on his face. "Okay, then we won't disturb you and your companions. Have a pleasant trip. If you need anything, please feel free to contact us through the room phone."
Pei Shuyu nodded slightly and watched the other person turn and leave. Only when the man's back disappeared around the corner of the corridor did he slowly close the door and lock it from the inside.
He turned around, leaned his back against the cold door, and looked at Lu Hean lying on the bed.
"Tell me why you came to this ship."
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The author has something to say: Humph, it’s not a fever at all, you know what I mean.
I will write more every day and finish it in about half a month [if nothing unexpected happens]. I will finish all the foreshadowings and have written the outline early.
My coding partner has been busy lately, so I'm coding alone. [Breaking down crying]
My heart is broken. [Heartbroken]
All the babies who see this, come over here! Give me a kiss! [Come on]
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