The sound of water stopped, and Yan Su drained the water from the cup and set it aside.

Just then, there was a knock on Liang Qing's door.

The visitor didn't ring the doorbell, but instead knocked on the door several times.

The knocking wasn't loud, but it sounded quite urgent.

Liang Qing went over and looked through the peephole. Seeing Su Heng's figure through the peephole, she opened the door.

Su Heng was feeling very upset. As soon as he finished showering, he wanted to borrow a hairdryer from Yan Su, but after calling out several times, no one responded.

I walked around the living room and kitchen several times, but I didn't see him. I knocked on his bedroom door, but there was no response.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, making him uneasy.

Is Yan Su at Liang Qing's house?

What was he doing going to her house alone?

Su Heng hurriedly dried the water from his hair, and as soon as it stopped dripping, he rushed to Liang Qing's house.

When he got to Yan Su’s house, he ran back to the bathroom to look in the mirror and fix his hair before standing in front of Liang Qing’s house and knocking on the door.

"What's wrong, Su Heng?" Liang Qing asked with a faint smile.

Su Heng's restless mood was miraculously soothed when he saw Liang Qing's smile.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Su's voice came from inside the room, "Liang Qing, is that Su Heng?"

The next second, he stood next to Liang Qing.

Yan Su placed his hand across the beam, his palm resting on the edge of the door frame—a gesture that clearly indicated his territoriality.

From Su Heng's perspective, it looked as if Liang Qing was being held in his arms.

He immediately frowned in displeasure, but then, remembering that Liang Qing was still standing there, he regained his normal demeanor.

“Senior,” he said to Liang Qing first, “I originally wanted to borrow a hairdryer from Yan Su, but he wasn’t home, so I thought I’d ask you for one. I didn’t expect to run into Yan Su here.”

After he finished speaking, he gave Yan Su a look as if it were a favor.

Yan Su inwardly scoffed at how quickly his attitude had changed, but at the same time thanked him for being "sensible".

He silently withdrew his hand and smiled, "My hairdryer is in the cabinet above the bathroom sink. You can see it by opening the mirror."

Su Heng nodded, but showed no intention of going back, still looking at Yan Su with hostility.

It seems to be asking, "What are you doing here?"

Liang Qing turned to Yan Su and said, "Yan Su, why don't you go back and get some sleep? After all, you just took your medicine."

Is this why they started chasing Su Heng away as soon as they saw him?

Yan Su's eyes darkened for a moment, then he said, "Okay, can I have another cup of hot water?"

"of course can."

Why did you drink hot water at your senior's house? Why didn't you drink it at your own home?

Liang Qing and Su Heng spoke at the same time.

Su Heng's words were quite impolite, and for a moment Yan Su and Liang Qing both turned their attention to him.

After Su Heng spoke, he realized he had been too candid, so he tried to smooth things over by saying, "I mean, why not cook at home? It's more convenient that way."

He chuckled awkwardly after he finished speaking.

Liang Qing withdrew her gaze, and Yan Su said calmly, "Liang Qing has some cooked medicine at home. I just drank my medicine at Liang Qing's house, and my mouth is a little dry. I want to finish it and go back to sleep."

"Why did you take medicine at your senior's house? Have you run out of medicine at home?" Having learned from the previous experience, Su Heng's voice was much softer this time, as if he was only asking because he cared about Yan Su.

To show that he genuinely cared about Yan Su and that it wasn't anything else, he added, "Do you need me to buy it for you?"

In fact, Su Heng already wanted to pack up Yan Su and send him back to his own home.

"No need, I have some at home." Yan Su smiled.

Why are you still coming over?

Su Heng thought to himself, but he didn't say it out loud because Liang Qing was there.

Seeing that Yan Su didn't seem inclined to explain why he was taking medicine at her house, Liang Qing said, "I called him over. I saw his face was very red just now. There was hot water at home, so I told him to come over and make his medicine first. The sooner he drinks it, the sooner he'll get better."

Hearing Liang Qing's explanation, Su Heng felt even more uncomfortable than before.

It turns out that the senior student didn't just care about him, but about everyone.

It's one thing to care about Song Zhiji, since while he still harbored resentment towards Liang Qing, Song Zhiji had already put aside past grievances and reconciled with her.

Given his magnanimity, Su Heng could understand why Liang Qing treated Song Zhiji better.

But what about Yan Su?

I didn't see him do anything either.

Why is Liang Qing so concerned about him?

Su Heng thought darkly, "If only Liang Qing weren't so kind."

But Su Heng then punched that gloomy little man away. If Liang Qing wasn't kind, would he even have a chance to show her concern?

He shook off the bad thoughts in his mind and smiled at Liang Qing, "Then I'll thank you on behalf of Yan Su, senior."

There was even a hint of kindness in his tone.

Liang Qing: "..."

Yan Su: "..."

Who is Su Heng to him?

Are their relationships so good that Su Heng should thank Liang Qing on his behalf?

Yan Su's complexion was already bad, and now it was even worse.

Su Heng glanced at it and felt much better. He had deliberately acted like an elder to take advantage of Yan Su.

Liang Qing gave a stiff smile. "No need."

Although Su Heng's tactics were naive, they did indeed annoy Yan Su.

Yan Su gritted his teeth and gave a fake smile that anyone could see through. "I will thank Liang Qing myself, so I won't trouble you."

Su Heng seemed oblivious to his resistance, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, glancing past him towards Liang Qing's house. "No trouble at all, no trouble at all."

Seeing that Su Heng seemed quite interested in her home, Liang Qing said, "Su Heng, would you like a cup of hot water too?"

"Great!" Su Heng was more than happy to agree and followed Liang Qing inside. On the way, he accidentally bumped into Yan Su.

Yan Su took a breath to remain calm and closed the door.

As soon as Su Heng entered Liang Qing's house, he looked around like a curious child.

The layout of Liang Qing's home was indeed similar to that of Yan Su's home, but Yan Su's home looked cold and deserted, while Liang Qing's looked quite warm and cozy.

Of course, Su Heng had no idea that Song Zhiji had come here while taking care of Liang Qing's leg injury and felt that the original curtains were too dark, so he specially bought them to replace them for Liang Qing.

The illustrations that Su Heng is currently admiring while standing next to Liang Qing's TV cabinet were also bought by Song Zhiji.

"Senior, these illustrations are quite beautiful."

Su Heng walked over and sat next to Yan Su, and said to Liang Qing.

Liang Qing handed him the water and glanced at the paintings. She also thought the paintings Song Zhiji had bought were quite beautiful.

"If you like it, I'll give you the artist's contact information."

"Okay, senior."

Su Heng smiled, then took a sip of water and asked casually, "Senior, did you and Yan Su go out together today?"

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