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Xueyan took the bus back to her old apartment. She came because Qingran claimed her clothes were forgotten by her mother and sister. After she got down from the bus she had to walk to her old apartment. It was a bit far from the bus station.
The sky had dimmed by now, as she walked on the empty road that led to her old apartment, she felt that someone was following her. She felt she was being watched. She would stop at some time to look back but the road behind her remained empty. She continued toward the old apartment. She felt an impending danger around her, but she didn't want to run. Running would only make that person come after her with speed. She hung her head low and kept on walking. * She turned to her back due to fear and from the corner of her eyes she saw a shadow standing in front of her. She turned to her front immediately as her breathing increased.
The man stood there with a carefree air around him, as his suit button was undone revealing only his navy blue tuxedo and the sky blue shirt He had on. He stood in a lazy manner as he had his two hands in his pants pockets.
He smiled at her and said, "We haven't had the chance of saying 'hi' to each other." When she saw him, her face instantly turned ghastly pale. She took a step back and bowed.
"Hi." Is he the one following me? No. The one following me is certainly still behind me.
The smile on his face widened. "Xueyan, why does it look like you've just seen a ghost."
She didn't reply and he took a step forward, she took another step backward.
He repeated the same motion again and she did just the same.
"Stop!" He commanded.
"This is the normal distance between an employer and his employee." Xueyan was sharp tongued. She could still talk this much?
He tilted his head to look straight into her eyes, but it wasn't working. Xueyan had her head drooped a little.
"Mr Xing, why did you follow me?"
Mr Xing? He smirked, "You do not have to be so formal."
"I'm your employee!"
"Employee?"
She ignored his question, "It's getting late already please leave." He took another step forward and she took another back.
He hated this hostility she was putting before him. It had been so long, since when she disappeared. Is this the wall she had built-up? But for what?
He leapt forward in a flash. Xueyan felt the carefree air swirling around them turn rigid, she saw him coming at her and she moved backward but then her leg moved out of the walk way.
'Doomed' She muttered to herself. She was going to fall hard on the interlocked road with her head and butt. she imagined this scene and closed her eyes to feel the pain but then she was caught by the waist and pulled forward.
Now what is wrong with this young man? Zhaolin held onto her waist tightly and her scent wafted into his nostrils.
Xueyan eyes widened in shock at the closeness of their body and raised her head in full force.
"Ouch." The two yelled out. Oh no... what has she done? she wondered. She hoisted her head in a slow motion to look up at him and discovered she has bumped into him with her head and it hit his well defined nose -_-|| She felt something drop on her white sweatshirt and looked down to see a dot of crimson color on her sweatshirt.
She looked up immediately and saw him closing his eyes tightly. "Are... Are you... OK... Sir?" Xueyan stuttered.
He shook his head at her. "How can I be okay? You just bumped into me, my nose... ahh!"
Is he crying? She turned to her right side and saw a bench not too far away in front of a closed stall and brought him to sit down. She set his head backward so the blood wouldn't drop any more. She searched her bag like a maniac for a wet tissue.
She used it to dab at his stained face and threw it into the road bin. It took her two minutes and she felt like she had been dabbing at his face forever.
How can she be so careless? Feng Riu who was hiding in the shadows shook his head, "Is this love? Or madness?" He questioned himself. How would you know when you haven't been in love with anyone?
Xueyan was conflicted as she pondered on what to do next.
"Sir, I'm really sorry," she bit her lower lip.
"Why don't you head home first?"
"How is it the only thing you could think of right now is to send me home?" He chuckled.
He himself was conflicted, what can he say to her? He didn't interact much, so how could he possibly know how to converse with her?
"How can you send me home in this condition?"
"You shouldn't have saved me then, it would have been much better if I'm the one with the bleeding nose." If people saw them conversing like this, they'd think he was an impersonator.
The detached and cold Young Master Xing was conversing freely with a nobody. "How can I let you bleed?" Xueyan frowned upon his words.
She stood up and took her bag from the bench.
"I will be leaving first."
Zhaolin used his left hand to feel his nose and heaved to himself, "Thankfully it isn't crushed totally." He stood up in a force to run after her but his vision blurred. Making him momentarily blind. 'Bam' He hit the concrete floor.
Xueyan was shocked at the sight of Xing Zhaolin on the floor in such a bad state.
"Sir... Sir... Sir..." She shook him roughly. She set her bag aside and helped him back on the bench.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" She was so mad at herself and mad at him for bothering her so much. She had just been happy an hour ago, listening to her daughter talk about school. But now she could swear that today was the worst day of her life.
This person. Feng Riu who was contemplating decided to come out of the shadow and help, but maybe Zhaolin sensed it, he raised his head up and glared at him. Feng Riu was so shocked that he went back to his hiding place.
Those pair of eyes lost the black pupil... It was only the white one he saw. I thought he lost consciousness but seem like I'm the one that did. Thankfully he hadn't gotten any closer or he'd be served as a barbecue meat to Jiu.
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Who would have thought that the figure following her around and scaring her belonged to Xing Zhaolin? She wondered what was in that little brain of his.
"Mr Xing, why did you follow me? I'm your employee and you are my employer it would be wrong if anyone sees us here." He played unconsciousness and didn't reply. She thought of something and immediately searched him up and discovered he wasn't with his phone.
"No! How can you not come with your phone? Now how will I contact your secretary or maybe driver?" She hit her palm on her forehead in a frustrated manner.