Chapter 6, Entangled Without End

The receptionist, who had been lying on the front desk, finally spoke, looking at me nervously and licking his lips, saying: "Xiu—Ai, I have glycerin in my car, let me get it for you." He had been paying attention to my situation. I coldly replied, "No." He rushed out, not forgetting to turn back and say: "My car is just downstairs, I'll be back soon, just wait a moment." I watched his hurried departing figure, feeling both amused and helpless, and said nothing. Zhu Zhu poked me with her arm and asked, "What did he say he was going to get? I didn't understand." I lazily replied, "He went to get glycerin." A typical occupational hazard. He had rushed out, still remembering to turn back and say: "My car is just downstairs, I'll be back soon, just wait a moment." I watched his hurried departing figure, feeling both amused and helpless, and said nothing. Zhu Zhu poked me with her arm and asked, "What did he say he was going to get? I didn't understand." I lazily replied, "He went to get glycerin." A typical occupational hazard.

I have always felt a gaze behind me, watching me and causing me great agitation, yet I forced myself not to turn around. If he wants to stand there in a daze, so be it; it has nothing to do with me. Once I blended into the sidewalk, amidst the chaotic flow of people, that strange feeling gradually faded away. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming sense of desolation, standing on the street as if I had been abandoned by everyone. The cars flowed like water and the horses galloped like dragons, such bustling prosperity, yet my heart felt as desolate as a barren mountain wilderness. At this moment, where should I go? I felt anxious, my eyes suddenly moist, as if I had returned to the nightmares of the past. The cars flowed like water and the horses galloped like dragons, such bustling prosperity, yet my heart felt as desolate as a barren mountain wilderness. At this moment, where should I go? I felt anxious, my eyes suddenly moist, as if I had returned to the nightmares of the past.

He gently uttered an "mm" sound, sitting in front of me, rhythmically patting the back of my hand. His palm was so warm and reassuring, and his voice was so soft and comfortable, like the breeze of May brushing against the graceful willow branches. I caught a whiff of his scent, which vaguely reminded me of my old home; it seemed to be this very fragrance. I choked back tears and continued, "Everyone says that to find Xu Ai, you either go to the library or the laboratory. I have worked so hard and have talent. In the second semester of my freshman year, I followed the professor to conduct experiments, and by my sophomore year, I had won all the scholarships. I choked back tears and continued, "Everyone says that to find Xu Ai, you either go to the library or the laboratory. I have worked so hard and have talent. In the second semester of my freshman year, I followed the professor to conduct experiments, and by my sophomore year, I had won all the scholarships. National, school, college, department, and class scholarships. My scores were unprecedentedly high, setting a record for the school. The old man who taught us fine organic synthesis said, 'Xu Ai, I have never given such a high score to any student.' He gave me a score of ninety-nine point nine.

He kept comforting me, indicating that he was listening all along, and gestured for me to continue speaking. My mind gradually became confused, and I grasped his hand as if seeking support. I still remember how I spoke incessantly: "In the first semester of my junior year, I helped Professor Liu from our department publish a paper in JACS. All the experimental data was collected by me! Each piece of data was measured repeatedly and verified over and over again, to the point of neglecting food and sleep! Do you know what JACS is?" I raised my head and murmured the question, but my head felt heavy, as if it were weighed down by a mountain, and the figure in front of me began to blur. Without waiting for his response, I continued, "JACS is the most authoritative journal in the field of chemistry worldwide! It is a remarkable honor!" He nodded repeatedly, comforting me by saying, "Yes, yes, it is indeed remarkable." However, the conversation took a turn, "What happened next?" Without waiting for him to answer, I continued, "JACS is the most authoritative journal in the field of chemistry worldwide! It is a remarkable honor!" He nodded repeatedly, comforting me by saying, "Yes, yes, it is indeed remarkable." However, the conversation took a turn, "What happened next?"

I feel like I'm going crazy, gritting my teeth and glaring at him: "You still say you are not insane! Is this the response of a normal person? Let me tell you, this is hand sanitizer, it is nothing but hand sanitizer!" I scolded him until he fled with his hands on his head, looking at me with a dejected expression, probably feeling very wronged, and said to me: "I know it's hand sanitizer, but the way you just acted was as if you were saying, saying—" I sneered, "Is this still my fault?" He had no choice but to fall silent and stop talking. I took a couple of steps away, then turned back and said, "Also, the main ingredient of hand sanitizer is not sodium lauryl sulfate, it is water!" This statement greatly eased the atmosphere.

I no longer wanted to hear his unease and remorse, and said expressionlessly: "What did you think I would be like? Just like you? Do you think everyone is like you?" He did not speak again, his head bowed, and in the dim light, his expression was unclear. Suddenly, I felt I could no longer endure it, and weakly said: "Get lost, Cao. Let me be alone for a while. Some things always need time." After a while, he nodded, exhaled, and said: "Alright, I'll leave first. Be careful on your own; it's not very safe around here at night." I did not wait for him to finish, and suddenly felt I could no longer endure it, weakly saying: "Get lost, Cao. Let me be alone for a while. Some things always need time." After a while, he nodded, exhaled, and said: "Alright, I'll leave first. Be careful on your own; it's not very safe around here at night." I did not wait for him to finish and walked along the street.

Later? I suddenly became fully aware, but what about later? I cried uncontrollably, all my tears pouring out at that moment. I had never cried like this before, no matter how great the blows I had suffered in the past, but today I could no longer endure it. I could have been like Cao Cao! I sobbed, speaking in a daze: "Later—woo—later—I was expelled from school! Wow—" The most painful scar was torn open before others, and I felt it would never heal in my lifetime

Hey, you little rascal, your intentions are too obvious! Do you think I would be moved by this? I looked at him with a cold smile until he, feeling guilty, averted his gaze, and then I took the paper and pen to check the number. Seeing his dejected expression, Lele surprisingly said, "Just put the fruit on the counter, and I will hand it to Muxi later." I could only smile bitterly and shake my head. Li Xin stepped forward, pointing her finger at me, and said, "Muxi, hurry up and take these two large boxes of clothes to the main storage." I lazily replied with an "Oh." Can't you just speak nicely? Why do you have to order people around as if you were a wealthy young lady? Li Xin stepped forward, pointing her finger at me, and said, "Muxi, hurry up and take these two large boxes of clothes to the main storage." I lazily replied with an "Oh." Can't you just speak nicely? Why do you have to order people around as if you were a wealthy young lady?

I had another unpleasant encounter with Li Xin. She, taking advantage of being a local, speaks in a rough and loud manner, looking down on me, a destitute and helpless low-level warehouse manager. She often criticizes me for not doing this right or that wrong. I think we might not be compatible, so I try to ignore her. Just ignoring, not tolerating. After going out for lunch and returning, Cao unexpectedly came back. Didn't he sprain his ankle yesterday? How did he recover so quickly? How come it isn't broken? Just ignoring, not tolerating. After going out for lunch and returning, Cao unexpectedly came back. Didn't he sprain his ankle yesterday? How did he recover so quickly? How come it isn't broken? I frowned tightly, and before I could scold him, he cheerfully said, "Xu Ai, I brought you some fruit. I heard it's imported. Do you like it?"

Suddenly feeling angry, I pointed at his nose and scolded, "Can you please stop using these technical terms in the future? People think you're crazy!" He innocently defended himself, saying, "I didn't—everyone knows this—" I was furious, stood up, grabbed a tissue, then walked over to pour some hand soap onto the table and coldly asked, "What is this?" He stared at me with his mouth agape, a look of confusion on his face, completely unable to react. I pressed on, glaring, "What is this? You don't even know this?" He kept studying my expression, and after a long while, he stammered a response, "Um, um, the main ingredient is—it's sodium lauryl sulfate—"

Despite my venomous sarcasm, he did not say much; he merely grasped my arm and hesitantly asked, "Xu Ai—are you alright?" I impatiently shrugged off his hand and replied irritably, "What is wrong with me?! You go your own way, and I will go mine. Let us not interfere with each other, shall we?" He stood under the streetlight, his voice heavy as it reached my ears: "Xu Ai, I never imagined it would turn out like this. Indeed, I have harmed you, even if unintentionally. That day, when I suddenly saw you in the store, I thought I must have been mistaken. Seeing you like this now, I feel that I cannot escape the blame. Xu Ai, I originally thought you—"

I simply washed my hands with the liquid soap that had spilled out, while the tap water from the iron pipe was icy cold and piercing. I casually wiped my hands and then sat back down. He looked at me anxiously, and I sighed, slowly saying: "When did you come back? How have you been abroad?" He seemed a bit surprised, and once he realized I was asking him a question, he replied excitedly: "I have been back for a while. It was quite good abroad; I was studying and doing research. I returned to the country after obtaining my doctor's degree this year." Seeing him like that, he seemed utterly restless. Was I being too harsh on him? In fact, he didn't need to look at my expression like that. I nodded; these were originally all my dreams.

He looked at the dish in my bowl and slightly frowned. I raised my head and asked, "Why aren't you eating? Don't you like it?" As expected, he still had the temperament of a young master. He shook his head and hesitantly said, "Xu Ai, you shouldn't eat that, it's not good. You should choose another dish." I pointed to the stir-fried duck liver in the bowl and asked, "This? Why can't I eat it? It's food, so it should be fine to eat." He moved the plate away and said, "That thing has been treated with arsenic trioxide." I was taken aback and quickly spat out the food in my mouth into the trash can, stammering, "Xu Ai, you shouldn't eat that, it's not good. You should choose another dish." I pointed to the stir-fried duck liver in the bowl and asked, "This? Why can't I eat it? It's food, so it should be fine to eat." He moved the plate away and said, "That thing has been treated with arsenic trioxide." I was taken aback and quickly spat out the food in my mouth into the trash can, wiped my mouth with a tissue, and said, "Come on, Cao, can you stop being so shocking!" He said seriously, "It's true, only after being treated with arsenic trioxide will it have this color." I didn't know what expression to show him; I was actually eating arsenic while having a meal with him! The common name for arsenic trioxide is arsenic. I completely lost my appetite.

Cao Cao left and then returned, smiling at the store manager and saying, "Is Xu off work yet? It should be time for Mu Xi to finish her shift, right?" The store manager immediately understood, grinning as she replied, "Yes, she should have finished by six o'clock today." She had taken a large portion of the commission from me, so naturally, her mood was quite good. I think having money is truly wonderful; others immediately look at you differently and treat you with favor. What six o'clock off work? The schedule clearly states ten-thirty. I remain silent, enjoying an unexpected day off; why shouldn't I? I think having money is truly wonderful; others immediately look at you differently and treat you with favor. What six o'clock off work? The schedule clearly states ten-thirty. I remain silent, enjoying an unexpected day off; why shouldn't I? After changing clothes, I followed him out, and as we exited the elevator, we were about to part ways.

I quickly stood up and said, "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally dropped it!" The shop assistant came over with a broom to clean up. I turned around, threw a banknote, and said without looking back, "Let's go. I should head back now." He followed behind and said, "Xu Ai, I have a car—" I interrupted him, "No, you go back first, I still have a few things to buy." I stood by the roadside waiting for the green light. He still followed closely, cautiously asking, "Xu Ai, it's so late, as a girl, it's not convenient, let me take you back." I disdainfully replied, "You want to take me? If something happens, wouldn't you just fall flat on your face?!"

He suddenly spoke: "I just saw you with Cao Cao." I shivered and desperately rubbed my hands together, saying: "Song Lingwei, I still feel cold; perhaps the wind has blown into my stomach. Could you please buy me a drink to warm my stomach?" He did not respond, and the car turned around ahead. It was yet another top-notch restaurant, the best private room, with a table full of delicacies. He said: "It's not good to drink on an empty stomach; let's eat some dishes first." However, he himself finished the drink in his cup in one gulp. The car turned around again ahead. It was yet another top-notch restaurant, the best private room, with a table full of delicacies. He said: "It's not good to drink on an empty stomach; let's eat some dishes first." However, he himself finished the drink in his cup in one gulp. I smiled and said: "That's fine; I didn't eat enough for dinner anyway." I pushed aside the champagne and red wine, boldly declaring: "I want to drink Red Star Erguotou." Then I asked for a glass.

I feel that the air at night is truly cold, so I hurriedly jumped into the car, exaggeratedly rubbing my hands together, repeatedly exclaiming: "The temperature has dropped again, it is really cold outside." I couldn't control myself, shivering all over. He asked: "Is it really that cold?" and turned up the heater. I nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Of course! Look at my hands, they are all frozen red." He didn't look, his eyes fixed ahead without moving. I curled up in the seat, biting my lower lip hard, and then closed my eyes. I nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Of course! Look at my hands, they are all frozen red." He didn't look, his eyes fixed ahead without moving. I curled up in the seat, biting my lower lip hard, and then closed my eyes.

I held the oval glass cup with both hands, rubbing it back and forth, and said with a smile, "So do you have your own separate laboratory?" He replied, "The school has just arranged one, and it has already been renovated." I laughed and asked, "Is the laboratory maintained at constant temperature and pressure?" He nodded. I continued, "Is there an isolation system?" He nodded again. I also nodded and asked, "What about infrared and ultraviolet analytical instruments?" He said, "They have already been ordered from the manufacturer, but they have not yet been delivered to the laboratory." I wanted to drink water, but the glass cup suddenly fell to the ground with a 'bang' and shattered into pieces. I also nodded and asked, "What about infrared and ultraviolet analytical instruments?" He said, "They have already been ordered from the manufacturer, but they have not yet been delivered to the laboratory." I wanted to drink water, but the glass cup suddenly fell to the ground with a 'bang' and shattered into pieces

He opened the exquisitely packaged plastic bag, and I scoffed, not even glancing at it, as I walked to the other side to organize the clothes on the shelf. On the contrary, several other people in the store were very interested, leaning in and asking repeatedly, "What is this? Is it green or yellow? Its shape is quite peculiar." He patiently explained, "This fruit is tropical, called 'Shikuwasa.' Don't you think it looks a bit like the head of Shakyamuni? People also call it 'Annona.'" Zhu Zhu curiously picked it up, its shape indeed peculiar. He patiently explained again, "This fruit is tropical, called 'Shikuwasa.' Don't you think it looks a bit like the head of Shakyamuni? People also call it 'Annona.'" Zhu Zhu picked it up curiously and asked, "Is this thing tasty? It looks so unappealing." He replied, "Annona is the sweetest fruit in the world, often referred to as the king of tropical fruits." I found myself a bit curious and couldn't help but take a couple of glances. He caught my eye before I could escape and, sensing something, said, "I hope that after eating the sweetest fruit, your heart will also be the sweetest."

That night, I returned to my residence, utterly exhausted. Fearing dreams, I simply took sleeping pills, managing to sleep until dawn, although upon waking, my eyelids felt sore and heavy. It has been so long, yet I still feel a sense of shame and guilt, restless every night. It feels as if I have a handful of smoldering ashes in my heart, the residual heat capable of scorching my heart into numerous burn marks, especially now that it has already been ignited by someone else. In truth, Cao Cao, seeing such a person humbly allowing me to trample on him, I do not feel any better; he is also a victim. After so many years, what use is it to come back and apologize to me? It is of no use at all. Yet, I still cannot bring myself to forgive, at least not at this moment. This sudden reunion brings with it a long-lost sense of shame and hatred, completely unguarded.

A very ordinary small shop, the space is somewhat cramped, the tables and chairs are greasy, and the walls have black stains. Most of the people eating inside are employees like me, some even wearing the mall's uniforms. He was momentarily taken aback but then sat down at the table by the door without showing any signs of disdain. I assumed he might not be used to the food, so I didn't ask for his opinion and directly ordered a few dishes that I liked. This restaurant primarily serves employees, so the dishes are served quite quickly. I assumed he might not be used to the food, so I didn't ask for his opinion and directly ordered a few dishes that I liked. This restaurant primarily serves employees, so the dishes are served quite quickly. The steaming hot dishes were brought to the table, and I buried my head in eating. With such strong labor, always running around, lifting and moving things, no amount of physical strength is ever enough.

As soon as he came out dressed, Li Xin immediately approached him with a smile and said, "Sir, are you looking to buy some clothes? Would you like me to show you around? There are several styles here that would definitely suit you!" I let Li Xin engage with him while I continued to hang my clothes. He politely brushed her off, ignoring her, and walked up to me asking, "Xu—Ai, what do you think of this?" The size was about right, and I nodded, saying, "Not bad." How could my selection be poor? Feeling a bit irritated, I dropped the clothes I was holding, picked up a casual blazer, and said, "This piece is a new style; would you like to try it on?" He glanced at my expression, then nodded. After trying it on, he held it in his hands. He was being polite but still ignored Li Xin, walking up to me again and asking, "Xu—Ai, what do you think of this?" The size was about right, and I nodded, saying, "Not bad." How could my selection be poor? Feeling a bit irritated, I dropped the clothes I was holding, picked up a casual blazer, and said, "This piece is a new style; would you like to try it on?" He glanced at my expression, then nodded. After trying it on, he held it in his hands, showing some self-awareness. If he dared to let me hold it, I would certainly throw him out on the spot

Lele widened her eyes and stared at him, her mouth agape, and stammered, "Are you sure you want all of this?" No wonder she was surprised; Cao Cao's spending was even more terrifying than Song Lingwei's. Nobody expected him to be this wealthy. He nodded and handed her the card. I was wondering if I had spent his entire annual salary. Serves him right, he brought it upon himself! Three people simultaneously began to pack his items. The store manager even came forward, politely saying, "Mu Xi, please help this gentleman carry it." I stood there without moving, and he quickly said, "It's fine, it's fine, I can make a couple of trips." The manager couldn't say anything to me, and I was still pondering whether I had spent his entire annual salary. Serves him right, he brought it upon himself! Three people simultaneously began to pack his items. The store manager even came forward, politely saying, "Mu Xi, please help this gentleman carry it." I stood there without moving, and he quickly said, "It's fine, it's fine, I can make a couple of trips." The manager couldn't say anything to me, so he had to say, "Then Zhu Zhu and Li Xin can help this gentleman take it to the garage." Once they left, Lele bit her lip and glared at me, saying, "Mu Xi, your commission from just two orders is equivalent to half a year's commission for others." I said it couldn't be that exaggerated. She showed me the amount on the printed receipt, which was indeed astonishing. It seemed that Cao Cao was doing quite well abroad, with so much money on a single card.

Returning to hang up the clothes, he kept circling around me. I was extremely impatient and shouted, "What are you doing in a place like this? Are you here to buy clothes?" Truly, he seemed to have nothing better to do. He nodded blankly. I was angry, so you want to buy clothes, right? Then buy enough. I casually picked up a sweater and handed it to him, saying, "Then try this one on and see if you like it!" He actually took the clothes and went to the fitting room.

Pulling the cart out of the storage, I strained to pull the handle but it wouldn't budge. Zhu Zhu came over to take a look and said, "This cart needs to be scrapped; it has never worked well, and the axle is all rusted." I wiped my slightly reddened palms and sighed, saying, "Why is the company so stingy? They can't even provide a decent cart! Using it takes half my life each time; wouldn't a drop of oil help a bit?" Zhu Zhu tapped my head and said, "Don't even mention oil; we don't even have salt." I smiled and glared at her, shaking my head repeatedly.

He quickly returned, handing me a small glass bottle with a dropper inserted in it. Tch, it must have been taken from the laboratory! I glanced at him; he was sweating profusely, desperately trying to suppress his rapid breathing, clearly in a hurry. Since it was brought, I might as well use it. Holding it in my hand, I aimed it at the rusty interface and nearly dripped half the bottle's contents into it. He squatted beside me, watching, and stopped me: "Alright, alright, that's enough." As he stood up, he grasped the handrail and shook it back and forth a few times, and it seemed to be much smoother now. I returned the bottle to him; it was particularly exquisite, and the label on the bottle was not printed but written in black pen. He smiled and said, "Just leave it here; you might need it next time." Lele took it in her hand, grinning, and said, "This bottle is beautiful, much better than what they sell outside. By the way, what is that thing inserted on top called? I completely forgot." I said it was called a rubber dropper, and he laughed, saying, "Just leave it here; you might need it next time." Lele took it in her hand, grinning, and said, "This bottle is beautiful, much better than what they sell outside. By the way, what is that thing inserted on top called? I completely forgot." I said it was called a rubber dropper, and she then exclaimed that she remembered, having played with this thing in middle school.

He grabbed my arm, looked into my eyes, sighed, and said: "Xu Ai, even if it's just an ordinary classmate, it's rare to meet, so we should go have a drink, right?" Suddenly, I felt weary; the past haunted me like a nightmare, and I no longer had the strength to entangle myself in it. It would be good to clarify things. I said: "Alright, I know a place nearby that serves home-style dishes and does quite well. Let me treat you to dinner." I turned and walked away. Having taken so much commission from him, it was only right to treat him to a meal. I was still in a state of shock. Although his family was wealthy, he seemed to be just a student who had recently returned to the country. Could he really afford such high-end expenses?

I said again, "This striped shirt looks great paired with this pure cashmere sweater. Would you like to try it on?" He thought for a moment and replied, "No need to try, I really like it." He took it and draped it over his arm. Is he deliberately trying to make me spend more, isn't he? Then I won't hold back! I selected a large pile of items, from inside to outside, from thin to thick, from casual to formal, including clothes and pants, until the front desk was so piled up that the person behind it was no longer visible. I noticed he was just nodding repeatedly, as if he didn't realize that the things he was buying would cost money. Initially, I lost interest and felt like Huang Shiren bullying Xi'er. I sighed and said expressionlessly, "Are you sure you want this many?" He pulled out his wallet, took out his bank card, and smiled, saying, "I just returned from abroad and happen to need to buy clothes. Having an expert like you as a consultant is just perfect." His words made me feel a bit guilty, and I started to self-deprecate.

I asked again, "So where are you currently employed?" He smiled and said, "I teach at a university, where I have been appointed as the dean of the chemistry department, and I also work on some projects and research." A dean at such a young age? It seems he is doing very well in this field and must have made significant contributions. I smiled and asked, "Are you now the youngest professor at the school? And with such charm, you must be very popular among students and faculty." He seemed a bit shy, smiled, and did not answer. I nodded slightly; he really is doing better and better. With such great achievements, he does not boast, which is quite rare and humble. I smiled again and asked, "Are you now the youngest professor at the school? And with such charm, you must be very popular among students and faculty." He seemed a bit shy, smiled, and did not answer. I nodded slightly; he really is doing better and better. With such great achievements, he does not boast, which is quite rare and humble. I picked up the cup of water on the table and took small sips, but suddenly my throat got choked, and I couldn't swallow even the water. It took a while to recover, but it still hurt a bit.

Even if the sky were to fall, one must still go to work. However, before the sky falls, I first went to the "Old Shanghai" City God Temple to enjoy a delicious and hearty breakfast. The rich and thick soy milk was very authentic, still carrying the fragrance of yellow soybeans, with a faint hint of fishiness, and most importantly, it was free. The hot soy milk first warmed my stomach, then warmed my heart. My spirits lifted, I bent around the corner to wait for the bus. I deliberately left home half an hour early, so I had ample time to stroll leisurely. The morning light was faint, the sky still showing a fish belly white, everything was still drowsy, not yet awake. The bus was still as crowded as sardines in a can, but the warmth of shoulders touching each other was comforting, and the heating had not yet been turned on. Holding onto the strap on the bus, I thought that during the weekend I would go to "Suning" to buy an electric blanket, as they often have promotions on weekends. The bus was still as crowded as sardines in a can, but the warmth of shoulders touching each other was comforting, and the heating had not yet been turned on. Holding onto the strap on the bus, I thought that during the weekend I would go to "Suning" to buy an electric blanket, as they often have promotions on weekends.

He filled a large cup to the brim and then tilted his head back to drink it all in one go. Lin Ai, indeed impressive! However, he drank quickly and urgently, coughing incessantly. He sat down beside me, gently patting my back. I lowered my head, trying to remain silent, but he reached out his hand, and the tears that fell dripped into his broad palm. My eyes were misty with tears, and my heart felt equally clouded. I leaned against the sofa and collapsed onto the floor, hugging myself, and said intermittently: "Song Lingwei, let me tell you—after I moved and transferred to a new school, my mother made me take her surname. At that time, I was quite upset, but now I understand why. My mother didn’t want me to be affected by the turmoil of the Lin family. In my senior year of high school, something happened at home, yet my grades kept improving. Later, I was admitted to the best polytechnic university in the south with the highest score. When I entered university, I was only sixteen, the youngest in the entire department. The professor who taught our class said he had never seen a student as young, hardworking, and intelligent as me!" I burped, the strong smell of alcohol making me feel uncomfortable.

I went to the warehouse to stock up, and he insisted on following me. I put on a stern face and said, "Come on, can you not make things more difficult for me?" He quickly nodded and replied, "Alright, alright, then I'll wait outside." I felt a headache coming on and asked, "What exactly do you want to do here?" He stared at me blankly for a moment before saying, "I just want to see if you are doing well." I bit my lip in silence, blinked once, left him standing there, and turned to pull the cart into the warehouse.

A car quietly stopped in front of me, and I initially thought it was someone else. When the door opened, I was surprised to find it was Song Lingwei. He looked at me silently, his face showing little expression. I turned my head away, forcing back the tears in my eyes, adjusted my breathing, and smiled as I said, "How come you are here?" He simply replied, "I happened to be passing by. It's on the way, do you want a ride?" He got out and opened the door for me.