Chapter 46 Questioning
Lin Qingxu had classes the next morning at 8 a.m., and He Jia and the others had reserved a seat for her in advance.
When she walked into the classroom, Youyou saw her and waved to her.
As soon as Lin Qingxu sat down, the three people around her became curious and asked her who the boy she had gone to see yesterday was.
"It's Kan Zhao."
The three of them understood.
The entire dormitory was familiar with this name.
Kan Zhao's roommate Cheng Zhi's ex-girlfriend is a heavy dessert addict. She always buys desserts to try, and if she finds one that tastes good, she will give one to Cheng Zhi.
When Kan Zhao saw it, he asked Cheng Zhi for the link, bought it and gave it to Lin Qingxu.
This includes the usual milk tea, snacks, etc. Of course, the other people in her dormitory also have to feed them, and the food is shared by four people.
He Jia had previously teased Lin Qingxu about whether Kan Zhao was her boyfriend. After Lin Qingxu denied the idea, He Jia finally believed they were just friends.
It's just because we've been together since childhood that we seem a little closer.
This was the first time they saw Kan Zhao's true appearance.
But this man's eyes did not seem innocent.
He Jia seemed lost in thought, but You You didn't dwell on it. She asked out of compassion, "How is he now? He looks pretty badly injured."
"Oh, right. We ran into Senior Qu in the cafeteria this morning." Youyou suddenly remembered this and winked at Lin Qingxu. "He said you two had an appointment today?"
Lin Qingxu then remembered that she had promised Qu Wen yesterday at noon that they would go to the studio together after class.
She wanted to say something, but the bell rang and the teacher entered the classroom, so Lin Qingxu gave up.
The English class was not boring at all. The lecturer on the stage used humorous language to liven up the atmosphere, and the two classes in the morning passed quickly.
There were many English competitions in the university, so after class Lin Qingxu was kept behind to pick up her certificate, which delayed her for a while.
When Lin Qingxu walked past the studio, he saw Qu Wen standing in the corridor, flipping through a book on his profession, his slender fingers resting on an illustration. Seeing Lin Qingxu approach, he closed the book, his eyes still filled with the same gentle expression as always.
"I thought you had forgotten about this." He said gently.
"Sorry, Senior, yesterday..."
"How's that boy?" Qu Wen handed Lin Qingxu a cup of still-warm milk tea. "I wanted to go visit him, but now I think it might not be convenient."
The milk tea was peach oolong flavor, and the temperature from it passed through the cup wall to Lin Qingxu's palm: "The doctor said that if I recover well, there will be basically no problem."
Qu Wen nodded and suddenly asked, "Have you known each other for a long time?"
"We met shortly after we were born." Lin Qingxu said, "Our parents are very good friends."
"Childhood sweethearts."
Lin Qingxu looked up: "What?"
"It's okay." Qu Wen put down the book in his hand and smiled gently. "Then let's continue with what we agreed on?"
The sunlight gradually became dazzling. When the big clock in the central teaching building rang, Lin Qingxu looked over Qu Wen's shoulder and looked at the time.
Kan Zhao felt so pitiful staying in the hospital alone that Lin Qingxu was not really engaged when discussing with Qu Wen.
Instead of wasting time, it is better to change the way you do things and get twice the result with half the effort.
"Sorry, Senior." Lin Qingxu stood up. "I have something urgent to do. I'll sort out my thoughts tonight and email it to you, okay?"
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In fact, Lin Qingxu didn’t know that Kan Yue had come last night, nor did she know that after her class, Kan Yue didn’t go to the company early in the morning, but came directly to Kan Zhao’s ward.
She casually threw her bag on the accompanying chair and got straight to the point: "Tell me, what happened?"
"I fell while playing basketball." Kan Zhao reached out to grab the water cup on the bedside.
Kan Yue quickly snatched the cup away: "Be more specific."
"The ball landed unsteadily."
"What did the doctor say?"
"The ligament is torn, you need to rest."
Kan Zhao lowered his head to play with his phone, not even bothering to lift his eyelids: "Didn't my mother tell you all this? Didn't you go to the doctor yourself to ask?"
It means that Kan Yue’s actions are unnecessary.
Since she was a child, Kan Yue couldn't stand Kan Zhao's arrogant attitude.
Just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly fell on the light pink hairband on Kan Zhao's wrist, which was totally inconsistent with his temperament. He didn't know where it came from.
She suddenly laughed: "I thought so, playing ball can even break legs, it turns out it's because of the audience. What a self-torture trick, tut tut tut."
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Near noon, Lin Qingxu bought food for Kan Zhao directly from the cafeteria. Seeing a herbal medicine restaurant nearby, he lined up and bought a bowl of chicken soup.
I took the things to Kan Zhao's ward, but before I could knock on the door, I saw a beautiful and graceful woman who was in a good mood and happened to open the door and come out.
Seeing her, Kan Yue's eyes lit up and said, "Oh, my childhood sweetheart is here."
Kan Yue rubbed Lin Qingxu's face with oil, "Girls really change a lot when they grow up. The little girl who always followed the brat has grown up to be so beautiful."
A strawberry candy from the hospital bed was thrown towards Kan Yue's paw, "Don't touch me."
Kan Yue raised her eyebrows and pinched the soft flesh on Lin Qingxu's face a few times as a provocation before slowly leaving.
The ward fell silent.
The smell of disinfectant mixed with the fragrance of flowers wafting in from somewhere outside the window.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"No."
"Want to eat now?"
"Um."
Lin Qingxu put the food on the cabinet next to him and opened it, then set up the small table on the bed and moved the things there.
"Who is the boy sitting next to you?" Kan Zhao suddenly asked.
He looked straight at her with his dark eyes, and said in a calm tone, seemingly casually: "He touched your shoulder."
"A senior from the oil painting department."
"Senior." Kan Zhao repeated, with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, but he could inexplicably taste a sour taste.
He remembered what he saw at the stadium yesterday.
The boy lowered his head and said something to her. Lin Qingxu raised her face slightly, with the corners of her lips curled up, and the man's fingers naturally rested not far from her.
As if declaring some kind of ownership. When Lin Qingxu looked away, she was suddenly grabbed by Kan Zhao's hand. Perhaps because of excessive force, Lin Qingxu almost lost her balance. If she hadn't used her hands to support her body in time, she would have fallen directly on Kan Zhao.
But the situation is not much better now.
Lin Qingxu's wrist was so painful from being gripped by him.
Too close.
At this distance, you can clearly see the shadow of his eyelashes under the light and the pale scar on his brow bone.
He stayed behind to protect her in the third year of junior high school. At the time, Lin Qingxu and Ruan Yanyan were out shopping and having dinner when they ran into a few drunk men who asked them to have dinner with them. Lin Qingxu was of course reluctant, but she was sensible enough not to refuse directly and remained silent.
Under the pretext of being drunk, those adult men acted recklessly, holding her hands tightly in the restaurant and throwing things at them.
At that time, Kan Zhao saw that it was too late, so he asked Lin Qingxu's location in advance and came to pick her up. Seeing this situation, he was naturally furious.
Blood was shed on both sides. The men, who were bullies, feared the strong and bullied the weak. Seeing that the other party seemed less vulnerable, they claimed to be sober. But the two families' elders who arrived naturally wouldn't let it go and took the other party to the police station.
The shards from the shattered bottle scratched Kan Zhao's eyebrow bone, requiring several stitches, leaving a scar. The scar is now a bit lighter, but it's still visible up close.
Kan Zhao had always been very good to her. Lin Qingxu knew it.
So just like when they climbed the mountain, once Kan Zhao was mean to her or had a slightly bad attitude, Lin Qingxu would feel very wronged.
She also felt that this was very strange, as the other party clearly had no obligation to obey her or cherish her.
But I just can't help it.
So when Kan Zhao hurt her, Lin Qingxu was a little angry and her attitude became much worse.
"so what?"
She looked at Kan Zhao, her breathing a little unsteady as she tried to support her body with her hands. "What right do you have to question me?"
The air suddenly froze.
Kan Zhao's fingers stiffened, his previous momentum like a popped balloon. A gust of wind blew through the window, rustling the curtains and making the silence seem even more pronounced.
"Friend, childhood friend."
Kan Zhao was very close, and the distance between them was only a few centimeters.
"If you accept, I can..."
When Kan Zhao's nose was about to touch Lin Qingxu, the ward door was pushed open again.
Kan Yue came in with the clatter of her high heels.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed what I saw.
She said "Oh" in a dull tone, with the ending tone dragging out meaningfully.
He quickly grabbed her bag from the accompanying chair and said, "You guys continue." He even considerately closed the door for them.
Lin Qingxu pushed Kan Zhao away.
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Author's words: Kan Zhao: Just a little bit...
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