As the moon rose above the trees, the streets fell silent, but the atmosphere inside the roadside dance halls was lively.
Wen Jiaojiao was fast asleep when she was awakened again by a discordant sound. She frowned slightly, not daring to open her eyes at all.
As long as I know how to pretend to be asleep, I won't be embarrassed.
Wen Zhaoye's face flushed with embarrassment, and he silently turned his back to Wen Jiaojiao:
How did she end up living in a place like this?
Why does it feel like there's not a single decent person around here?
Wen Jiaojiao suddenly felt a strong urge to use the restroom, but she was torn between two conflicting emotions and was terrified of falling into another embarrassing situation.
She sighed inwardly, barely perceptible: About three minutes have passed. I can only hold on for a few more minutes at most, and the neighbors next door should be done by now. I'll endure it!
Wen Zhaoye noticed that her breathing was uneven, and his voice sounded a little unnatural as he said:
"You're awake."
His tone held no doubt whatsoever, and Wen Jiaojiao blushed slightly, unsure whether she should continue pretending.
She paused for three seconds, then decisively sat up and walked towards the bathroom.
"I'm going to the restroom to take care of something."
There's another reaction?
But can women solve this themselves?
Wen Zhaoye frowned deeply, the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed. Finally, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort:
"Come back to sleep. You always have so many ideas."
As soon as Wen Jiaojiao reached the bathroom door, her face turned extremely pale, almost bluish from holding it in. She said unhappily:
"I'm just going to the toilet, why are you being so nosy?" If you keep nagging, I'll slap you twice. I'm afraid I won't be able to expel the IV fluid I'm on today.
Seeing that she was angry, Wen Zhaoye didn't dare to say anything more. His face turned bright red, and he stammered:
"You...you really need it?"
"Nobody needs to go to the bathroom, right? I can't be bothered with you."
Wen Jiaojiao turned and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut as if venting her anger. The ambiguous sounds coming from the next room stopped abruptly.
Wen Zhaoye's face turned a deep shade of liver: "..."
That's so blunt, how am I supposed to respond?
Just then, two unfamiliar whispers came from the next room.
"Honey, who's next door?"
"Who knows? She's probably a rich but unloved woman who can't stand seeing others have a good relationship."
Wen Jiaojiao was furious. She suppressed her anger and inadvertently noticed the underwear drying by the window.
Her face flushed slightly: How could he be so enthusiastic?
I don't know whether you like me, or you like to hurt me, or you like to slap me and then give me a treat.
The interior of the bathroom was completely exposed. Not wanting to waste any more time, Wen Jiaojiao still stubbornly searched for her ID card.
A long time passed. Wen Zhaoye rested one arm under his head and pursed his lips: "..."
It's been so long, Wen Jiaojiao, you're really something!
Wen Jiaojiao stood in the bathroom, scratching her head in frustration, genuinely unable to understand what she had missed; she just couldn't find it.
Helpless, she finished using the toilet in despair, opened the door, walked to the bedside, lay down, and murmured:
"You leave no way out for anyone."
Wen Zhaoye glanced at her shyly:
"Go to sleep now. Otherwise, I'm starting to get a little scared of you."
Wen Jiaojiao rolled her eyes: "..."
"They even manage your sleep."
When Wen Zhaoye woke up the next day, he had already bought food outside and returned early. He looked at Wen Jiaojiao, who was still half asleep, and said:
"Does your head still hurt today? If it does, I'll take you to a bigger hospital to get it checked out."
Wen Jiaojiao sat bolt upright, terrified that if she were taken to the hospital, she would encounter another doctor who refused to perform her medical examination and would order brain surgery without a word. She explained anxiously:
"No, no, I'm perfectly healthy."
"Then you can rest here today, I'm going out... I have something to do."
Wen Zhaoye had a vague feeling that Wen Jiaojiao didn't want him to investigate her past.
He subtly mentioned that he was trying to investigate secretly by himself, so as not to let her see or hear anything that would upset her.
Are you just wandering around?
Isn't that just checking my identity?
Wen Jiaojiao muttered to herself, then took a breath and said:
"Brother, come with me to have some fun, I want to... I want to..."
She was speaking when she suddenly realized that she seemed to know Wen Jiaojiao everywhere, and couldn't think of a good place to go.
Wen Zhaoye's pupils trembled slightly, and alarm bells rang in his heart:
"You're not planning to rub against me and hug me in front of others again, are you? I'm starting to get a little scared of you."
"I just wanted to watch a movie; my thoughts aren't that lewd."
Wen Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, speechless, and felt that she shouldn't run into the two of them in a place like this.
The light in Wen Zhaoye's eyes visibly dimmed slightly, and he asked in a gentle voice:
"Can we wait until I have time? I have some other things to take care of first, and I'll wait until I'm done..."
Knowing there was no hope, Wen Jiaojiao was in a state of utter confusion. Before he could finish speaking, she impatiently said:
"Alright, you go ahead, I'll stay here by myself."
She hasn't even won me over yet, and she's already acting all childish. Once she gets me and gets tired of sleeping with me, she'll probably throw a tantrum eight times a day.
A shy smile appeared in Wen Zhaoye's eyes as he coaxed, "Fine, I'll go to the movies with you. All you do is throw tantrums all day long."
Upon hearing this, Wen Jiaojiao's face lit up with joy, and her voice trembled with excitement as she asked, "Really?"
A subtle, indulgent smile played on Wen Zhaoye's lips as his gaze remained fixed on her face.
"How could you be so silly? I just agreed to go to a movie with you, and you're already this excited?"
Wen Jiaojiao couldn't tell if she was being scolded or if there was something else in his words, but she figured it didn't matter at all.
After she changed her clothes, she followed him to a nearby movie theater. Inside, there was a simple movie screen and several rows of dusty seats opposite it.
Li Qiang, with his arm around Wu Meijun's shoulder, was waiting for the movie to start when he suddenly saw the two of them. His pupils contracted sharply, and he lowered his voice, saying:
"Look at those two people, don't they look familiar?"
Wu Meijun's face turned pale, and she covered her mouth, whispering:
"It's the one on the train where you touch him and he grins with his big teeth."
Looking at Wen Zhaoye's tall and imposing physique, Li Qiang's breath hitched for a moment:
"What are they doing here? Could they be here for us?"
"Hurry up and leave, or you'll get caught." Wu Meijun said, then stood up.
Just then, Wen Jiaojiao and Wen Zhaoye walked towards their path, blocking their way out.
Wu Meijun's heart pounded, and she said in a terrified voice:
"Excuse me, let us go out for a moment."
Wen Jiaojiao paused upon hearing this: "..."
That voice sounds so familiar.
Could it be that old woman from the next room last night, the one who screamed so loudly?
Wen Zhaoye also recognized the person who came out. He stepped back, his face slightly embarrassed.
"Jiaojiao, let them go first."
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