"Sister, are you a ghost?" Zou Fan passed by, made a face in front of the camera and ran away.
Lu Tian threatened to hit her, but she didn't dare to move too much because of the mask. Tian Jing looked at her face gently and asked, "Did you return the 200,000 yuan I gave you?"
"Yes." She said nonchalantly, as if she didn't care about the two hundred thousand.
Tian Jing felt very strange: "You are rich?"
Lu Tian glanced at his roommate and mouthed: A meeting gift.
"That's quite a bit of money, but you don't have to pay it back to me. It's given to you, not borrowed." Tian Jing was reflecting on whether she had been too strict in the past, which made Lu Tian envy Yu Ningxuan and brought up this matter quietly.
"I'm self-reliant and don't lack money." When she said she was going to borrow money, she meant it. She could earn money by herself and wouldn't take it for granted that she would be a parasite.
"Okay, then if you need money, be sure to tell me."
Lu Tian raised her hand to assure him, and they chatted for a while before hanging up the video. She threw down her phone and went to take off her face mask. Tian Jing felt uneasy, so she clicked on Lu Tian's circle of friends to see her status. Recently, she was sharing what delicious food she had eaten. Zou Fan was crying and shouting for her to bring some back. She slowly scrolled down and saw a familiar name, and the smile on her face gradually froze.
Lu Chengyang... How long has it been since she heard this name?
Clicking on the details of the students' prayers for Lu Chengyang, she covered her mouth in disbelief: "How could this happen?"
**
Lu Tian got up early and went to class with her roommate. She was absent-minded for the whole two classes. After class, she handed the textbook to Helian Chen and asked her to take it back. She carried her bag and slowly walked out of the school, trying to arrive at the school gate just at 10:30.
But the lecture hall was very close to the school gate, so she quickly reached the agreed location. While she was debating between sitting in a milk tea shop and waiting on the roadside, a black car quietly came up to her, with Meng Jingdong's assistant Song Ci in the driver's seat.
Could it be that Meng Jingdong didn't come? She breathed a sigh of relief, opened the back door and prepared to get in, but saw him standing tall in a formal suit with a laptop on his lap.
"How about I sit in the front?"
Meng Jingdong glanced at her, and before he could say anything, he saw her get into the car obediently. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he was not a talkative person, let alone when he was with Lu Tian, so his gaze continued to turn to the computer interface.
After Lu Tian got in the car, she didn't look around. The back of the car was very quiet for a while. Song Ci, who originally wanted to say something to liven up the atmosphere, had to keep silent. At ten o'clock in the morning, the road conditions were smooth and they soon arrived at the First People's Hospital of the city. Meng Jingdong closed his notebook and glanced at Lu Tian. Lu Tian's eyes were attracted by the ambulance and she didn't notice his gaze.
"The sick person is my uncle, my aunt's husband. He's usually very nice to me. We need to behave harmoniously in front of him. Do you understand?"
Lu Tian understood: "It's just a show of affection."
Meng Jingdong nodded: "That's right."
When they were almost at the ward, Meng Jingdong gave a hint. Lu Tian took his arm without any hesitation, her lips raised in a polite yet gentle smile. Meng Jingdong's mouth twitched, and he began to not understand Lu Tian.
The floor of the VIP ward was very quiet. The only sound in the corridor was the sound of Lu Tian's high heels hitting the ground, with a great rhythm.
Until Meng Jingdong stopped at the door of a ward and glanced at her, Lu Tian would give him a look, indicating that she was ready. He turned the key to the ward door. The ward was quiet, white everywhere, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air. Lu Tian felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She often worked in hospitals and did not like the smell of disinfectant.
A man lay on the hospital bed. As Lu Tian drew closer, she could make out his features. He looked familiar, but she couldn't place where she'd seen him before. As she got closer, she saw his furrowed brow and sweat-soaked temples; he seemed restless.
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