Wen Nuan had just opened the door a crack when Zhu Linlu rushed in.
She checked her cell phone. It was three o'clock in the morning. "I thought only the Ox-Head and Horse-Face would appear at three or five o'clock in the morning." This hour was really a good time to claim one's life, because even the soul would yawn and would be most likely to leave the body and be taken away. She lay back on the sofa.
Zhu Linlu pinched her face and said, "Wake up."
She slapped his hand away and buried her face in the soft pillow, "What's going on?"
"It's okay. I just happened to be passing by, so I came to see you."
"Please go home after viewing, and remember to close the door."
He pulled the soft pillow away forcefully, refusing to let her continue to dream, "If you don't get up, I'll lie down too."
She had to pull herself together, "What's going on?"
"Let's get married."
Her eyes suddenly widened, and she was scared to death by him. She touched his forehead with her hand and said, "You don't have a fever."
It doesn't matter if you have a fever. Although it's a little early, the hospital always has an emergency room.
He was annoyed, "Are you going to marry me or not?!" His messy hair hung in front of his eyes, and there was a hint of frustration in his eyes.
Pulling him to sit on the sofa, she rested her head on his legs and asked, "Which girl is making you feel depressed?"
He said no more.
She opened her eyes and looked at him, "How long are you going to play with me?"
"What's the difference between accepting and not accepting?" He held her face with both hands and pleaded softly, "Nuannuan, marry me."
Wen Nuan had never seen a person like Zhu Linlu before. His personality was just like a series of unpredictable weather conditions. When you thought he was sunny, it would suddenly rain. When you thought he was covered in fog, it would suddenly become clear. You would never know what he would do next.
She smiled faintly, "Don't get too involved in the drama, or I will not let you look back one day."
He stopped moving and looked down at her, "What's wrong?"
"Which eye of yours sees that I am unhappy?"
He took her hand and put it against his chest, "It's not the eyes, it's the heart."
She stared at him and suddenly said, "Linlu."
"kindness?"
"Let's get married."
He was startled, and immediately saw the mischief on her face. He was so angry that he grabbed her neck with both hands, "I'm going to strangle you to death!"
She coughed loudly and begged for mercy.
He refused to let go, with a smile in his eyes, "Do you love me?"
"Love." She laughed out loud. Who is afraid of whom? "I only love you in this world."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the door that was not closed tightly being slowly pushed open. Her first thought was whether it was the Ghost Festival today. Why did visitors like to show up in the middle of the night? The next second she realized that Zhan Nanxian was standing at the door, watching her and Zhu Linlu making a scene on the sofa.
Wen Nuan was stunned. Zhan Nanxian's face was half dark as his back was facing the corridor light. She couldn't see his expression clearly.
Zhu Linlu suddenly hugged her in his arms and said in an exaggerated tone, "Mr. Zhan, why are you here so early? You didn't just happen to pass by like me, did you—"
"Linlu." Wen Nuan stopped him, "Let me go."
Even though he was reluctant, Zhu Linlu still let go of her hand due to her rare seriousness.
She stood up and went out, closing the door. She smiled at Zhan Nanxian and asked, "What's the matter?"
His thin lips were pursed into a slightly pale line, and his jaw was tightened into a rigid, angular line. Even the orange-yellow corridor lights could not warm the icy starlight in his eyes a little.