And so, what started as a promise that Cheng Siyang would take them home ended up with him being the only one left stranded at the hospital entrance.
As Nan Qiyu's car slowly drove away and disappeared into the rain, Cheng Siyang felt agitated.
He smoked several cigarettes in a row, and then, seeing that the heavy rain was still pouring down, he turned around and went back to the hospital.
On the other side.
Rong Shang sat in the passenger seat. At this moment, she only needed to turn her head to see Nan Qiyu, who was soaked by the rain. His clothes were clinging to his body, and his firm muscle lines were faintly visible.
At this moment, he swept his bangs back, revealing his smooth forehead, and the new look gave him a more mature and steady air.
Mr. Ye was a little embarrassed. After getting into the car, he kept asking about Nan Qiyu's condition and even asked him to stay at the Ye family home to take a hot bath later.
What's remarkable is that Nan Qiyu agreed.
It's a ten-minute drive.
We got out of the car at the entrance of the Ye family villa.
A cool breeze blew in his face, and Nan Qiyu suddenly sneezed.
Mr. Ye paused as he was about to enter the room. He turned around, his eyes full of concern, and said, "Come in, take a shower and change into some clean clothes."
"Mm." Nan Qiyu nodded.
At this moment, the bright white light in front of the door cast layered shadows on his hair. The man walked at the very back, his handsome and sculpted face still covered with a touch of somberness.
Rong Shang sensed the oppressive atmosphere emanating from him, but she didn't say a word. She entered the villa and went straight upstairs.
Behind him, Nan Qiyu narrowed his long, narrow eyes, which were filled with a dangerous aura.
*
In the early morning, Nan Qiyu returned to her previous room and took a shower.
Fortunately, I didn't leave all my luggage here last time, and now that I've changed into clean clothes, I feel much more refreshed.
After he closed the door and came out, in the quiet corridor, a woman in a white bathrobe stood with her back against the wall.
At this moment, she had her eyes downcast, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Nan Qiyu paused, noticing that she was still holding a clean bath towel in her hand.
But he didn't say anything, and even when he looked at her, he only glanced at her before turning his face away.
With long strides, he prepared to go back.
As I passed by her, a faint scent of her bath wafted on the breeze.
Rong Shang silently reached out her hand to stop him.
Nan Qiyu stopped in her tracks.
But he waited for several seconds and she still didn't speak.
He pursed his lips and asked, "What is it?"
Although his voice was very cold, his heart was pounding so hard that for a moment it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
Nan Qiyu noticed the change in himself and frowned slightly.
I couldn't stop thinking about it.
They...it seems like it's been more than half a month since they last saw each other.
"..."
There has still been no response.
After a few seconds of silence, Nan Qiyu couldn't help but turn his head, but a slight sound came from his side. When he looked over, Rong Shang had already walked up from behind.
His deep gaze followed her until she stopped, at which point she was already standing in front of him.
At this moment, their eyes met, and Rong Shang suddenly stood on tiptoe. Just as Nan Qiyu was slightly surprised, she had already taken a bath towel and was helping him dry his hair, which was dripping with water.
Nan Qiyu froze, speechless.
"Who would wash their hair and then walk around without drying it?"
At this moment, the two were closer, and their breaths mingled together, creating a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.
He listened to her slightly helpless yet subtly indulgent voice, and his ears turned even redder.
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