Living in a military family, Lin Ruonan didn’t think Old Mr. Lin’s education was problematic. She had always looked up to Mu Xingfeng, whom she admired, leading her to excel in combat skills but be lacking in life skills.
There’s no denying that this is very much like Mu Xingfeng.
"Ruonan, you don’t need to do this." Mu Xingfeng knew Lin Ruonan felt self-blame and guilt, but what was done was done. If it had been someone else, he still would have shielded his comrade from that bullet.
"Xingfeng, don’t say more. This time, the fault is mine. Just let me care for your injuries until you recover and leave the hospital. It’ll make me feel better." Lin Ruonan said, her eyes reddening.
Mu Xingfeng closed his eyes slightly, "Ruonan, although I took a bullet for you, I also know that it was you who brought me back when I was severely injured. You don’t have to blame yourself so much. I saved your life, and you saved mine in return."
"It’s not the same," Lin Ruonan interrupted Mu Xingfeng. "If it weren’t for blocking that bullet, you wouldn’t have been in such danger, almost losing your life. Xingfeng, are you saying the little favor I ask of you cannot be granted?"
Lin Ruonan’s voice trembled with helplessness and pleading.
Mu Xingfeng didn’t refute her anymore. He had lost a lot of blood and had just woken up, already worn out from talking to Lin Junyang for so long. Knowing how stubborn Lin Ruonan could be, he simply closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.
Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s silence, Lin Ruonan took it as acquiescence, placing the porridge aside and quietly gazing at the handsome face she had adored for nearly twenty years, completely unaware of a lonely figure standing at the door.
"Boss," Assistant Qi couldn’t help but speak to the boss, who had been standing outside the door for a long time.
Gu Haoyu waved his hand, "Xingfeng just fell asleep. Let’s come back another time."
With those words, he turned and walked towards the stairs.
Assistant Qi glanced at the fruit basket in his hand. Clearly, Mu Xingfeng had been awake when they arrived, and he had heard Mu Xingfeng talking to Miss Lin. It seemed his boss was giving Mu Xingfeng and Miss Lin some space.
Assistant Qi thought he was indeed a good assistant, understanding his boss’s thoughts so well, and chased after him with the fruit basket.
Free from work at the bar, An Ran felt a bit idle, lazing on the dormitory bed and staring at her phone.
"Ranran, you’ve been staring at your phone all morning. What are you looking at?"
Xiao Xiao returned from outside, curious about An Ran’s constant position, then saw Mu Xingfeng’s phone number on An Ran’s screen.
Ever since An Ran returned from her incident last week, Xiao Xiao noticed that An Ran seemed preoccupied, often staring at Mu Xingfeng’s number on her phone for ages without ever dialing it.
"Ranran, if you feel guilty, just call Instructor Mu. I think he would forgive you." Xiao Xiao said, sitting beside An Ran and patting her shoulder in consolation.
An Ran sighed lightly, put the phone aside, and turned over, staring at the bunk above. "Xiao Xiao, honestly, I don’t know how to face Instructor Mu right now."
"Hmm?" Xiao Xiao was puzzled.
But An Ran didn’t want to explain further, turning over and closing her eyes.
Xiao Xiao shook her head, seeing clearly that Instructor Mu’s feelings for An Ran were far from simple gratitude, but An Ran, with her slow emotional response, just wouldn’t believe it.