"I'm fine, it's probably just the wind outside," Zhu Keren said, her eyes reddening as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling a wave of deep emotion rising in her heart.
Earlier, she had been puzzled, how could Chen Nan, such a robust man, suffer from headaches without any apparent reason?
Only now did she realize.
She had an epiphany.
His so-called headache was merely an excuse to delay having dinner.
His real intention was to wait to have dinner with her!
In fact, at noon, Zhu Keren still harbored some resentments toward Chen Nan.
Liu Yiyi, noticing her eating instant noodles, would kindly comment that instant noodles were bad for her health.
But he, it seemed, saw nothing at all, not offering a single word of concern.
This had saddened her, considering that their relationship wasn't just that of teacher and student, but also deeply intimate.
But now.
She truly understood Chen Nan.
He was a man not adept at expressing himself.
Yet.
