Shen Yanxing wasn't wearing her school uniform; her simple trousers made her look neat and clean, and she looked better than when I saw her at the hospital last time.
The words he said just didn't sound as nice as before.
Lu Shi'en, not to be outdone, retorted with reddened eyes, "How come I always run into you when I'm down on my luck?"
The girl was already in a bad mood, and her tone and words were sharp and even a bit impolite.
If it were anyone else, they would have gotten up and left long ago, but Shen Yanxing didn't; instead, he smiled.
She held the coffee in her hand, and said thoughtfully to Lu Shien, "Who could possibly know?"
The warm milk slowly flowed into Lu Shi'en's palm, calming her uneasy heart a little.
She suddenly remembered the figure walking with Xu Shiyue, and her gaze met that of the person in front of her. She couldn't help but ask again, "Do you know Xu Shiyue?"
Shen Yanxing didn't hide anything: "Yes."
Lu Shi'en actually had a feeling that this person knew someone like Xu Shiyue, but her goodwill towards her decreased significantly after Xu Shiyue nodded.
The foil film on the milk bottle bulged and swelled from her grip, then suddenly fell back down, her blunt voice ringing out in the winter wind: "I don't like her."
"Why?" Shen Yanxing asked calmly.
“I just don’t like her.” Lu Shi’en seemed to be childishly extending his hatred to everything related to the house, and then looked at Shen Yanxing, who had just teased him, “So I don’t like her friends either.”
"Your words make me a little sad." Shen Yanxing sighed as she spoke, her slightly drooping eyes showing that she was genuinely upset. "At least I brought you a bottle of hot milk."
The winter breeze was already quite biting, but the bottle of hot milk in my hand perfectly countered the bleak chill.
Lu Shi'en glanced at the bottle of milk in his hand, given to him by this annoying person next to him, and awkwardly lowered his head without saying anything more.
“Lu Shizhen won’t blame you; she’s not that kind of person.”
Shen Yanxing broke the silence between her and Lu Shien, speaking to Lu Shien in a comforting tone.
Lu Shi'en looked up in surprise upon hearing this, only to see Shen Yanxing looking at him calmly.
Shen Yanxing also saw what had just happened.
Besides seeing Lu Shizhen controlling her horse under Xu Shiyue's prompting, she also saw Lu Shien stopping his horse behind her.
Hasty, yet efficient.
“Your sister and I can be considered friends,” Shen Yanxing introduced herself, then a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes. “So, should you hate me, or should you like me?”
Upon hearing this, Lu Shi'en's eyes widened abruptly, and his voice rose eight octaves: "Who likes you!"
Whether out of anger or shame, her face flushed red: "You're just as annoying as Xu Shiyue!"
Seeing the delighted expression on the young girl's face, Shen Yanxing's usually calm expression softened with a wider smile.
She didn't think what she said to Lu Shien was true. Like Xu Shiyue, she knew that she and Xu Shiyue were not from the same world. Compared to being arranged by her father to chat with Xu Shiyue, she preferred the feeling she had now.
Relax, nothing is controlling you.
Yes, Shen Yanxing has recently felt a force pushing her to get closer to Xu Shiyue.
Just like now, she was sitting awkwardly with Xu Shiyue, not knowing what to talk about, but unable to say that she wanted to leave.
Just like how she bought a cup of coffee from the vending machine for some reason, and then bought an extra bottle of hot milk.
Another gust of wind blew in from the empty horse farm. Shen Yanxing opened the coffee in his hand to Lu Shien: "Hot drinks will warm you up. Otherwise, they can only warm your hands, not your body."
Lu Shi'en glanced at Shen Yanxing.
The steaming coffee was pressed down by the wind onto this person's fingers, whose well-defined bones were somewhat attractive.
For some unknown reason, Lu Shien swallowed hard, thinking that he might as well drink it, and reached out to open the hot milk in her hand.
The rich, creamy aroma glided across the little girl's tongue, its warmth spreading throughout her body—it was truly warmer than simply holding her hand.
It seems that my mind is not mature enough; my anxiety comes and goes quickly, and I feel much better after being comforted by a few words.
Lu Shi'en sipped his milk, and the loneliness and fear he had felt earlier were gradually washed away, almost forgotten.
Shen Yanxing glanced at Lu Shien sitting next to her and suddenly added, "And drinking more milk can also help you grow taller."
Lu Shien suddenly stopped in his tracks as he was about to take another sip of milk.
She looked at the person sitting next to her, realized that she was looking up at him, frowned, and angrily refused to drink anymore.
The sun peeked through the window, and bright sunlight streamed into the VIP lounge of the horse farm.
The overly ornate European-style decorations reflected a gaudy golden light, and Lu Shizhen was sleeping peacefully amidst this extravagance. Her fair face looked both incongruous and fitting.
"Miss Lu is fine. She's just a little easily frightened. She'll wake up soon," said the professional doctor at the horse farm as he put away his stethoscope.
Xu Shiyue politely said, "Thank you, doctor."
The doctor declined the compliment, saying modestly, "Miss Xu, you're too kind. This is just my job."
As he spoke, he remembered something and specifically instructed, "By the way, the medicine that I just gave Miss Lu is effective and has helped her recover quickly, but it contains alcohol, so please make sure that Miss Lu does not take any cephalosporin antibiotics for a week."
Upon hearing the doctor's words, Xu Shiyue paused for a moment, her gaze fixed on Lu Shizhen, before replying, "Okay, I understand."
"Then I won't disturb Miss Lu's rest any longer." The doctor trusted Xu Shiyue completely, picked up his already packed medical kit, and turned to leave.
The door to the lounge was opened from the outside and slowly closed as the doctor stepped across the threshold.
But before the door could be completely closed from the outside by the bodyguards, Xu Shiyue's voice rang out: "Li."
Upon hearing the summons, Li immediately entered: "Miss Xu."
"Has Lu Shi'en returned?" Xu Shiyue asked.
“Miss Shi En has not returned yet,” Li replied.
Xu Shiyue paused for a moment, looked at Lu Shizhen who was still asleep, and said, "Go find her, make sure nothing happens to her, and ensure her safety."
"Yes." Li nodded immediately and went out.
The slightly ajar door was closed by the departing person, and the room became completely quiet.
Lu Shizhen's soft breath landed beside Xu Shiyue's hand, warm yet with a hint of heat.
The fingers, enveloped in heat, twitched slightly, as if trying to move away, but didn't.
Xu Shiyue looked at Lu Shizhen, who was sleeping, her lowered gaze revealing a hint of ambiguity.
By deliberately slowing down Yuanzi's pace, Shen Yanxing rearranged their meeting place to be closer to Lu Shizhen's location.
Upon realizing that Lu Shizhen was in danger, she immediately interrupted her conversation with Shen Yanxing and strode towards Lu Shizhen.
She used her rationality to achieve the best of both worlds.
But what if Lu Shien raised his whip at an earlier time instead of the perfect moment?
Wouldn't that mean her meeting with Shen Yanxing's father was interrupted midway, and their cooperation...?
Pure white mist slowly escaped from the girl's mouth and quickly dissipated into the surrounding air.
Xu Shiyue wondered if her design was too risky, and whether she should remove this weakness...
Before the idea could be fully formed in her mind, Xu Shiyue frowned.
This recurring thought displeased her, as if the voice of some demon had entered her mind, trying to bewitch her and make her more ruthless.
"water……"
Just then, Lu Shizhen's murmured voice echoed in the quiet room.
Xu Shiyue heard clearly and got up to pour water for Lu Shizhen.
Warm water was poured into the glass, stopping precisely at a point about a finger's width from the water level.
Pouring water was no problem for Xu Shiyue, whose eyes were almost severely nearsighted. Just as she turned to go back, she saw Lu Shizhen sit up from the bed by herself.
Her once pale face was now flushed with heat, and she stretched out her arm to pat the bed beside her: "Xu Shiyue, come and sit down."
Lu Shizhen didn't seem to be fully awake, and her enthusiastic invitation sounded somewhat muffled and childish.
Xu Shiyue lowered her eyes slightly, then sat down without refusing: "Water?"
"Mmm." Lu Shizhen nodded and obediently accepted the water that Xu Shiyue handed her.
She was really thirsty, and she tilted her head back and drank the whole glass of water.
Xu Shiyue handed Lu Shizhen a tissue, then took the empty glass from her and placed it on the bedside table.
It was this one action that allowed Lu Shizhen to exploit the opportunity.
She stared at Xu Shiyue's legs, which were draped with a hem of her skirt, and then looked at the pillow she had been using as a pillow, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Before Xu Shiyue could react, she took advantage of the moment when Xu Shiyue leaned over to put down the cup, then leaned back and rested her head on Xu Shiyue's lap, muttering, "Hmm...much better than a pillow, so soft."
The fragrance of roses wafted to Xu Shiyue's nose, causing her to pause in her action of setting down the cup.
She watched the person who was being unreasonable, with his head on her lap, and suddenly remembered how he had gotten drunk at the orchestra's celebration party not long ago.
The movements were also fluid and graceful, and the words were similar.
This time, however, he seemed to have practiced it quite skillfully, as if he had calculated it beforehand.
It was a mix of helplessness and indulgence.
Xu Shiyue sighed softly.
But when that warmth fell precisely into Lu Shizhen's long hair and touched her ear, it took on a different flavor.
Lu Shizhen slightly moved her head, raised her eyes to look at Xu Shiyue, and asked in a concerned but indistinct voice, "Xu Shiyue, did I hurt your leg?"
The girl's eyes were veiled with a hazy, drunken look, and her head, resting on her lap, was cradled with a hint of trepidation.
Xu Shiyue could not see clearly, but she could feel it.
She never considered herself a soft-hearted person, nor did she particularly enjoy being so close to people.
But this person is Lu Shizhen.
Xu Shiyue gently tidied up a strand of long hair that was covering Lu Shizhen's face and placed her head on her lap: "No, you can use it as a pillow if you want."
"Really?" Lu Shizhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of smiles after being granted permission.
She carefully shifted her head back onto Xu Shiyue's lap, finding the most comfortable position, and said to Xu Shiyue, "Xu Shiyue, you're so kind, letting me rest my head on your lap."
Upon hearing this, Xu Shiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, like a fox: "Then shouldn't you give me something in return?"
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