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Lu Xing didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he entered room 301.
He had clearly made a large sum of money from Professor Song, and he could have happily returned to room 301 to pet Xiaobai.
But an unexpected death notice had completely ruined his mood.
The word "death" was both far and near.
Back when Lu Xing was in the hospital, he had seen countless scenes of life and death.
In every department, every hospital bed, every age, every position, there would be all sorts of people who passed away suddenly every day.
In the face of death, all beings are equal.
Perhaps you can live a little longer because you have money, but in the end, everyone has to accept the decline and accidents of life.
The first time Lu Xing faced the word "death" directly was when he had entered a morgue by chance.
At that time, he felt that death was not scary.
Death was just a long sleep in a cool, dark night.
But now, hearing the news of her death, Lu Xing's nose suddenly stung.
Logically speaking, Lu Xing should have hated her very much.
But.
Why did he feel sad for her death?
Lu Xing thought, perhaps it was because no one else knew all the memories he had with her. He was the only one in this world who remembered.
For the first time, Lu Xing was lost in a daze.
He couldn't explain his current chaotic feelings.
Why would he have an emotional fluctuation for a dead person? Is his compassion overflowing now? What does it have to do with him if a person dies of illness?
Click.
Lu Xing gently opened the door. The living room light was off, and the light from the master bedroom did not peek through the door crack.
'The senior sister should be asleep.'
Lu Xing let out a sigh of relief. His current state was too bad, perhaps not very suitable for communicating with people.
He placed his suitcase properly in the living room, then walked towards the guest bedroom.
During this period, the senior sister had tidied up the guest bedroom for him. Lu Xing had been living here.
Just as he was about to push the door, Lu Xing suddenly paused.
Not right.
The light in the master bedroom was off, but why was there a dim light in the guest bedroom?
And...
The guest bedroom door was not closed, just ajar.
An idea appeared in Lu Xing's mind.
In order to avoid making a sound, he took off his slippers at the door and walked barefoot on the floor.
He gently pushed the door open.
Lu Xing took two steps and stood there in silence.
The bedroom light had been dimmed to the lowest, but it was still enough for him to see the scene on the bed clearly.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Only a slight wrinkle from having been slept in. The senior sister's figure was not on the bed.
Lu Xing frowned.
But the senior sister's slippers were clearly placed by the bed.
Where is she?
Lu Xing turned on the light in the guest bedroom. He quickly scanned the small space of the guest room.
Finally, Lu Xing's gaze fell on the wardrobe against the wall.
This wardrobe contained some of his clothes.
An incredible thought welled up in his heart. Lu Xing carefully walked to the front of the wardrobe and placed his hands on the handles.
He took a deep breath.
The wardrobe door slowly opened.
The bright light rushed into the wardrobe. Among the hanging coats and folded clothes, he found a small pink head.
Lu Xing silently looked at the current scene.
The senior sister was sound asleep in the wardrobe. A strand of pink hair fell on her lips, moist and tender.
She was covered with a few of Lu Xing's clothes and pants, and she was even hugging Lu Xing's more frequently worn coat. Every gap in her body was filled with his clothes.
At this moment, she seemed to be having a sweet dream, the corners of her mouth curved up happily.
Lu Xing looked for a while, staring at the regular rise and fall of the senior sister's chest. His chaotic mood from just now had calmed down a lot.
Times have changed.
He should look forward. Someone is waiting for him here.
"Senior sister?"
Lu Xing called out softly.
"Mmm..."
Liu Qingqing groggily opened her eyes. She happened to see Lu Xing's face. She instantly felt wronged and said coquettishly and vaguely.
"What took you so long? I miss you so much. Give me a hug."
She opened her arms to Lu Xing.
Lu Xing stood there without moving.
Wait.
Liu Qingqing reacted for a few seconds. She suddenly realized what the situation was now.
She's in Lu Xing's wardrobe!
Liu Qingqing quickly wanted to stand up, but she hit the wardrobe with a thump and fell back down, curling into a ball in pain.
The sound was crisp, as authentic as could be.
Lu Xing finally smiled, helplessly and amusedly scooping her out of the wardrobe and placing her on the bed.
"You have a perfectly good bed to sleep in, yet you choose a wardrobe?"
Since she had already lost face, Liu Qingqing was no longer afraid.
She covered her head, rolled into Lu Xing's quilt, pulled it up, and only revealed her watery eyes, blinking and staring at Lu Xing as she said.
"I missed you so much."
One sentence directly blocked all of Lu Xing's words.
Fine.
Really fine.
Liu Qingqing, at the museum, had learned her lesson. She spilled the beans.
"The first day you were gone, I missed you a little, so I slept in your bed."
"The second day you were gone, I still missed you, so I slept in your wardrobe."
"You are not allowed to curse at me!"
"I was going to wash your bedsheets, but you never said when you were coming back."
By the end, the senior sister had talked herself into feeling wronged.
Lu Xing couldn't help but laugh. "Is it comfortable to sleep in a wardrobe?"
Liu Qingqing's face was completely red. She pulled the quilt over her head. Anyway, she had no face left. She said in self-abandonment.
"It's comfortable."
"Because your clothes have your scent."
Lu Xing was stunned.
He shouldn't be able to use this trick, right?
It's quite cute when a woman uses it, but if a man like him uses it, then it's very much like a pervert.
"What scent? Don't we use the same laundry detergent?"
Lu Xing sat on the edge of the bed and poked the silkworm cocoon that had wrapped itself up tightly.
The senior sister's muffled voice came from under the quilt.
"You don't understand."
"Only when you like someone can you smell a special scent on them."
Lu Xing was confused.
He could smell the brand of perfume on his clients.
But this thing the senior sister was talking about, it should be an illusion, right?
"Alright, don't suffocate yourself. Aren't you coming out?"
Lu Xing thought for a moment and decided it was better to rescue the senior sister's breathing first.
The senior sister did not answer.
Alright.
Lu Xing, through the quilt, quickly found the location of the senior sister's face. Then he fumbled and pinched her nose.
'Mm, anyway, it's a real nose. I'm not afraid of pinching it.'
After a moment.
"Lu Xing, you're finished!"
The senior sister finally gave in, panting as she threw off the quilt, her face flushed, her forehead sweating.
Lu Xing glanced at her and then looked away. He spread his hands.
"Who told you to refuse to communicate?"
Hey, that's right.
Liu Qingqing thought about it. It was indeed she who had started it. So she let out a silly, embarrassed laugh.
"Alright, I'm sorry."
Lu Xing couldn't bear to look directly. This look, if she were sold, she would still have to thank him.
The senior sister eagerly got out of bed, eagerly served Lu Xing to pack his things, eagerly served Lu Xing to wash up, and finally eagerly went for a close-up, trying to make Lu Xing remember something.
Lu Xing just pretended not to know and comfortably enjoyed the senior sister's attentive care.
By the time Lu Xing was lying in bed, the senior sister was standing by his bed, wanting to say something but unable to, looking extremely wronged.
Lu Xing almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Alright, I didn't forget."
Just as the senior sister was really about to leave, dejected, Lu Xing grabbed her wrist.
"The gift is in the coat pocket."
Lu Xing felt that he was becoming more and more bad now, taking pleasure in bullying people.
The senior sister's originally dim eyes instantly lit up. Like a little dog, she kept asking.
"Really? Really? Really? Is it really a gift for me? Is it really a gift just for me?"
Lu Xing's eyes were filled with a smile as he pointed at the coat on the hanger.
"Aren't you going to take a look?"
"I am!"
Liu Qingqing eagerly walked towards the hanger. She was so excited in just a few steps that she almost stumbled.
And when she really got there, she was suddenly a little nervous.
What would Lu Xing give her?
Is it a small gadget, or a small piece of jewelry, or something handmade?
With an uneasy heart, Liu Qingqing took out two...
Boat tickets?
Liu Qingqing immediately looked back.
Lu Xing was lazily propped up on the pillow. He remembered that the senior sister had said before that she wanted to go on a trip. The warm yellow light shone down, making him look exceptionally gentle. He asked with a smile.
"If I had two boat tickets, would you be willing to go with me?"
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