Han Xi brushed the hair off her forehead: "Accidentally bumped."
Li Chenghao raised his hand to touch Han Xi’s forehead, but she dodged: "Weren’t we going to eat? Let’s go."
Li Chenghao awkwardly withdrew his hand that was frozen mid-air: "What do you want to eat?"
Li Chenghao opened the passenger door for Han Xi, watching her sit down before circling around to the driver’s seat: "I know a really good place, why don’t we give it a try?"
Han Xi fastened her seatbelt, eyes fixed forward, never giving Li Chenghao even a glance: "Sure."
Once the car started, the sound system played a song called "Us Later"; back when they were together, Han Xi especially liked listening to it.
At that time, Li Chenghao promised he wouldn’t let Han Xi have the chance to meet other men.
Li Chenghao deliberately played this song.
"You used to love this song."
Han Xi glanced at Li Chenghao. Seeing this man again, she no longer felt hate, nor love. It was more like the feeling of reuniting with an old friend or family member after a long time.
"Chenghao, I have a boyfriend now," Han Xi said calmly, her clear eyes unmarred by any impurity.
Li Chenghao tightened his grip on the steering wheel, feeling his breath becoming uneasy: "Xiao Xi, I was set up at that time too. We’ve missed four years. I don’t want to miss you again; I want to win you back."
Han Xi looked at Li Chenghao’s gentle and refined features, no longer feeling her heart racing like before: "I once thought I could never forget you, but I overestimated myself. Turns out, my love isn’t as lasting as I thought."
Li Chenghao’s gaze filled with desolation; he realized he had lost the girl from back then.
Looking at Han Xi, he finally understood the feeling of being close yet worlds apart. But he didn’t intend to give up easily—after all, they had so many memories together, which couldn’t simply be erased.
The car stopped at a high-end restaurant, and as Han Xi got out, she saw Lu Jinghan and Feng Yi talking with others, walking towards them.
As if telepathically, Lu Jinghan also glanced over at Han Xi, and upon seeing Li Chenghao, his dark eyes under deep-set brows turned cold like a frozen pool.
When Feng Yi raised his head, he too saw Li Chenghao, and then glanced at the terrifyingly grim man beside him, feeling his heart and guts quiver.
Why would this Doctor Han appear here with her ex-boyfriend?
Feng Yi silently paid his respects to Han Xi, thinking, Doctor Han, you better take care of yourself.
Lu Jinghan stopped next to Han Xi, noticing the wound on her forehead. He frowned and carefully touched the edge of the white gauze with concern: "How did you get hurt?"
Han Xi smiled at him: "It’s nothing, just accidentally hit by a patient’s family causing trouble today."
"Don’t say it’s nothing; it must hurt a lot."
Seeing his concern, Han Xi felt an inexplicable warmth inside.
Lu Jinghan glanced at the nearby Li Chenghao, his voice calm and clear: "Here with a friend for dinner?"
Being asked like that, Han Xi suddenly felt as if she’d been caught in the act—what was going on?
"This is an old classmate from my university days. I happened to meet him at the hospital today," Han Xi introduced, feeling a bit guilty.