Ch. 118 - Can't Be Shown Off

Gulp

Lu Xing burped without any semblance of grace.

There was no helping it.

He was full from drinking water.

Even a water buffalo doesn't drink like this, downing three big bowls!

Xia Yeshuang couldn't help but laugh.

'Mm.'

'She smiled.'

Some moderately indecent actions can make people laugh, but they must be done in moderation.

Lu Xing carried a cup of warm water and walked up to Xia Yeshuang.

He took two steps and spilled half a cup.

The smile on Xia Yeshuang's lips instantly froze. Only then did she notice Lu Xing's foot.

She shot up from her seat, walked to Lu Xing, and asked with some urgency.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

'Yes!'

Lu Xing chuckled.

'First, leave time for Little Goldie to compose herself. Then, use the foot injury without the crutch to divert her attention.'

'Nice!'

Lu Xing said nonchalantly, "I twisted it during the tour. It's really no— hey, hey, hey, don't!"

Sensing that Xia Yeshuang was about to bend down to look at his foot injury, Lu Xing backed away repeatedly, directly hitting the wall.

Xia Yeshuang stood there in a daze, looking at Lu Xing's "retreating three paces" look with dissatisfaction.

"What are you so afraid of?"

'Is she going to eat him?'

'Or is it that after spending a day with Wei Qingyu, Lu Xing is now happy and doesn't want to go back to me?'

The thought of this possibility made Xia Yeshuang's brow furrow.

Lu Xing swallowed, leaning against the wall, weak, pitiful, and helpless as he asked.

"If I touch your foot, would you accept it?"

Xia Yeshuang fell silent, thinking about that scene...

Alright.

He has a point.

"My crutch is over there. Sister Xia, can you help me get it?"

Only when Xia Yeshuang picked up the crutch did she realize something was wrong.

"Why is there a bow on this crutch?"

Huh?

Lu Xing was dumbfounded.

'A bow?'

Fuck!

He had forgotten that the senior sister was quite a girly girl.

He said naturally, "Isn't it almost graduation? The school set up a flea market for graduates to sell second-hand things. The school doctor at the infirmary said a crutch is quite expensive, so she told me to go to the flea market to see. And I really managed to find one."

Lu Xing fumbled in his pocket, took out a yellow hairpin, and limped up to Xia Yeshuang, handing it over with a smile.

"I also bought this at the flea market. It suits you very well. Don't you like yellow?"

'Senior sister, I'm so sorry.'

This was something he had taken off when he was sewing clothes for the senior sister. 

At that time, he had no place to put it, so he put it in his pocket, and then forgot to take it out.

Xia Yeshuang silently looked at the hairpin handed to her.

'A street stall item, very cheap. She probably won't like it'

'Seize this opportunity!'

Lu Xing was still thinking of returning this thing to the senior sister, so he awkwardly withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry. This is second-hand. You probably don't..."

"Give it to me!"

Xia Yeshuang directly took it from Lu Xing's hand and cherished it in her pocket.

The whole set of actions was as smooth as flowing water, leaving Lu Xing completely dumbfounded.

No, sis.

'I was planning to return it to the senior sister. What the hell is this!'

The gloom in Xia Yeshuang's heart from just now was swept away. Her whole person was revitalized. She let out a light snort.

"So you still remember me."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Xing said with a grin. 

"You're so good. Of course I remember you all the time."

Xia Yeshuang was happy. She clapped her hands and said.

"You pack your things. I'll help you to the school gate."

Huh?

Lu Xing swallowed.

According to the routine of these few days, Auntie Wen should be waiting for him at the school gate, right?

Auntie Wen had just met Chi Yueshan yesterday. Is she going to meet Xia Yeshuang today?

If Chi Yueshan called her "Auntie," it could be said to be just for revenge.

But if Xia Yeshuang called her "Auntie"...

'No, no, no!'

Lu Xing immediately said, "It's okay, Sister Xia. I can go by myself. By the way, where can I find you tomorrow?"

As expected.

Xia Yeshuang's attention was immediately diverted.

"What do you mean, find me?"

Lu Xing said matter-of-factly, "I should be accompanying you tomorrow."

This was his service time.

Xia Yeshuang was stunned.

Tomorrow she was going to her mother's grave. Was she going to take Lu Xing with her?

But...

'In what capacity would Lu Xing go?'

A strange feeling welled up in her heart. Xia Yeshuang bit her lower lip, just about to agree.

She looked at Lu Xing's leg.

'Whatever.'

She was going to be at the cemetery all day tomorrow. Lu Xing's leg probably couldn't take it.

"You don't need to go."

Lu Xing observed Xia Yeshuang's expression. Feeling that she was in a dilemma, he asked.

"Where is the address?"

Xia Yeshuang gritted her teeth and said.

"You don't need to go!"

"Where is the address?"

"I said you don't need to go!"

"Where is the address?"

"...Yongshou Road."

Xia Yeshuang's expression was a little ugly as she stood there.

Lu Xing said, "Ouch! It hurts!"

Xia Yeshuang immediately got anxious, quickly went to support Lu Xing, and scolded him irritably.

"I told you not to move around!"

In the end

It was still Xia Yeshuang who helped Lu Xing out of the school gate.

But it was Lu Xing who saw Xia Yeshuang off to her nanny van.

Xia Yeshuang leaned on the car window, looked at Lu Xing with his crutch, and asked.

"Where is your home? I'll take you back."

My home?

Where do I have a home? The clients houses are my home.

Lu Xing said with a smile, "It's okay. My mom sent me a message. She's stuck in traffic. She'll be here soon."

He had finally managed to coax Xia Yeshuang away.

Watching the nanny van drive further and further away, Lu Xing let out a sigh of relief.

He took a detour.

And finally walked towards the Bentley not far away.

Click.

The car door opened.

Auntie Wen elegantly got out of the car and stood by the side.

Today she was wearing a white silk round-collared shirt, with a dark blue suit skirt on the bottom. Her fair long legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and on her feet were a pair of black, single-strapped patent leather high heels.

Auntie Wen's eyes were calm as she watched Lu Xing limp up to her.

She wanted to ask.

Am I so unpresentable?

'Why do you have to take such a detour to finally come to me?'

But.

Thinking of the scene she had just seen...

Beside Lu Xing was a bright, blonde girl. The two of them were of the same age.

'A good match.'

Wen Lingxiu lowered her eyes and carefully supported Lu Xing's arm.

She really was unpresentable.

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