Very good

  Nie's words hung low, her head bowed, and she bit her tongue fiercely, fresh blood gushing out from the tip of her tongue. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat, and she slowly raised her head, her eyes seeming to be stained with countless frost, a dull gray mist.

  She smiled and said: "I'm fine, I just accidentally bit my tongue and it hurts a lot."

  There was a bit of blood at the corner of her mouth, not very obvious, just a slight bite wound. Lu Yiheng seemed to have finally put his mind at ease, releasing her wrist and asking: "Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

  Lu Mama immediately interrupted, worriedly saying: "You should go to the hospital and take a look, Yi Heng, you accompany Yan Yan there."

  "Auntie, don't worry about it," she didn't give Lu Yiheng a chance to speak, pulled on Lu's mother's hand and said indifferently: "It was really just a little bit, nothing happened, Auntie, let's go."

  Lu Mama wanted to say something else, but was pulled away by Nie Zhiyan.

  She knew that Qin Zihan's gaze had been on her all along, and Nie Zhiyan involuntarily quickened his pace, just wanting to get out of their line of sight as soon as possible.

  From the moment she decided to come back, she had been prepared, hadn't she? But why at this moment did she find herself unable to convince herself to accept it calmly.

  Isn't everyone a bundle of contradictions, on one hand convincing themselves to accept reality, while on the other hand often daydreaming.

  Admit it, admit that you once coveted something that didn't belong to you, and admit that your so-called indifference was just a deception of yourself and others.

  After parting with Lu's mother, she didn't even know how she wandered back to the neighborhood in a daze, went upstairs, and walked past the corner when she unexpectedly saw his figure.

  He leaned against the wall, and the light from the corridor slanted onto his body. His shadow was stretched out by the light, like a hazy halo at dawn, somewhat unreal.

  If it wasn't for running into him and Qin Zihan together today, Nie Zhishan wouldn't have remembered that in the past half month or so, she had only seen Lu Yiheng once, which was when his mom said she missed her and she went to the Lu's house. At other times, they were in contact through QQ or text messages, occasionally, Lu Yiheng would give her a call, and they maintained a very proper relationship like ordinary friends.

  Ordinary friends, what a harmonious four words.

  Why does it sound so jarring at this moment?

  "How did you end up here?" Nie Zhiyan asked calmly. Lu Yiheng walked towards her, he was very tall and instantly blocked out more than half of the light in front of Nie Zhiyan as he stood before her. She took a step back, having to tilt her head to look at him. "Why aren't you speaking? Did you come looking for me with something on your mind?"

  "Does it still hurt?" he asked.

  "What?"

  "Does your tongue still hurt?"

  "...No, it doesn't hurt anymore..." she replied, and suddenly the scene of her and Starbucks sitting together today popped into her mind again, instantly getting annoyed, "Thanks for your concern, I'm fine, really."

  Nie's words bypassed him, and he took out the key to open the door. The tall man behind him also followed him in.

  Compared to Lu Yiheng's cold and clean home, this small apartment with only two rooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom is much more humanized. The interior is tidy and very clean, but most importantly, it doesn't feel monotonous or cold at all. Lu Yiheng looked around, feeling good for the first time he stepped in here, everywhere exuding warmth and comfort.

  She slightly closed her eyes, and between her nostrils, she seemed to smell a breath that belonged only to her.