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Sang Yu rubbed her still aching head and attempted to get out of bed. Before she could make it down, the bedroom door swung open, and someone walked in.
Looking up, Sang Yu felt as if she were frozen in place, her lips slightly parted and her almond-shaped eyes wide with shock.
Lu Jingzhi? How could he be here???
Sang Yu thought this and blurted out, "What are you doing here?"
Who could tell her why she was with Lu Jingzhi?
Lu Jingzhi looked at the adorably confused Sang Yu, and his mood suddenly brightened. With his arms crossed, he leaned against the wall at the foot of the bed, raising an eyebrow as he said, "What do you think, Teacher Sang?"
Sang Yu replied, "If I knew, would I be asking you?"
Her lips moved a few times as she mumbled something indistinctly; Lu Jingzhi was too far away to catch it.
Noticing the silent woman with her head down, Lu Jingzhi walked over to her side, bent down, and gently lifted her chin to force her to meet his gaze.
"Why aren’t you saying anything?"
Their faces were so close that one of them could easily lean in and kiss the other.
Warm breath brushed against Sang Yu's face, causing her to clench her hands tightly by her sides and instinctively turn her neck to look elsewhere.
Lu Jingzhi narrowed his eyes as he studied Sang Yu. She averted her gaze from him, trying to avoid his penetrating stare.
"This place... where is this?" she asked.
"My home," Lu Jingzhi replied.
"Y-Your home?" She suspected she might be hallucinating.
Then she saw Lu Jingzhi nodding.
"Can someone tell me what's going on? Why am I with Lu Jingzhi? And what about Lin Yue?"
"Where's Lin Yue?" she asked again.
"She should be at her home," Lu Jingzhi answered.
"Should be at her home? What do you mean by that?"
"Oh? You seem like you've forgotten everything," Lu Jingzhi said as he released Sang Yu's chin and straightened up.
Sang Yu let out a breath of relief without leaving a trace; just now, Lu Jingzhi had been too close for comfort, making her afraid to even breathe. In the past, she would always feel nervous whenever she was near him. It was surprising that after all this time, she still felt the same way. Sang Yu, oh Sang Yu, you really haven't made any progress at all!
"What are you trying to forget?" she asked.
"How about I help you remember? Yesterday at the bar," Lu Jingzhi replied.
Sang Yu stared at him, fearing he would bring up her drunken antics from the night before. What happened at the bar? After seeing me, you just kept clinging to me and wouldn’t let me go. If Lin Yue heard this, she would definitely scold Lu Jingzhi for being so shameless. What a classic case of turning the tables!
"Impossible!" Sang Yu interrupted Lu Jingzhi, adamantly denying it. "I would never cling to you! No way! Absolutely not!"
Though she thought this way, there was still a hint of uncertainty in her heart; after all, her feelings for him were complicated. How could it be impossible?
"You not only clung to me," Lu Jingzhi said, deliberately elongating his words to tease Sang Yu.
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