“What we said just now was probably overheard by Jiang He, that’s why he got so angry,” Yu Qing said with an apologetic look. “Yingying, will this affect your relationship with him?”
Yu Yingying hesitated. “…Probably not? As long as I don’t have feelings for him, it won’t affect me. If he wants to break up, I think I’d be fine with that too.”
Yu Qing: “…”
Jian Mei: “…?”
Suddenly, for some reason, Jiang He seemed a little pitiful.
“Let’s not worry about it for now. Eat,” Yu Qing said.
“Yeah, yeah, food doesn’t taste good once it’s cold,” Jian Mei chimed in.
The two of them sang in unison, pretending to be optimistic.
They had rushed over to see Yu Yingying in the first place to keep her company for lunch. Now this was perfect—no need to eat hospital cafeteria food. The only question was whether this counted as a last meal…
Jiang He’s expression earlier had been truly awful, eyes shooting daggers, making the back of their necks feel cold just looking at him.
As Yu Qing opened the boxed meals, she sighed. “Jiang He is really rich. He packed food from Dingsheng Tower—this whole pile has to cost several hundred at least. And look at the portions, it’s obviously for the three of us. That counts as treating our dorm to a meal, in a roundabout way. Just a pity Baby isn’t here.”
“Wow, there’s milk tea and desserts too. He’s really thoughtful,” Jian Mei said in surprise, then smiled and asked Yu Yingying, “Yingying, I’m really curious—does your cocky guy usually act this warm in private?”
Yu Qing’s eyes lit up, her smile sly. “Yeah, yeah, be honest—how far have you two progressed?”
Yu Yingying said helplessly, “How would I know? I lost my memory.”
Yu Qing and Jian Mei exchanged a look and spoke in unison, “Oh, right.”
They’d almost forgotten!
“Aren’t you two being a little too flattering toward Jiang He?” Yu Yingying took a bite of rice and looked up at her two roommates. “After eating his food, you feel soft-mouthed and embarrassed to speak ill of him?”
Yu Qing coughed tactically. “Besides being soft-mouthed, there’s also guilt.”
Jian Mei was the same. “Getting caught red-handed talking bad about someone is pretty awkward.”
“Listen to my analysis. Forget everything before—just talking about today at noon, Jiang He bringing so much food and drinks for us, there are only two possibilities.”
“First.”
“He wants to poison us all in one go, but that’s illegal.”
“Second.”
“He really is your boyfriend, trying to win over the in-laws.”
“In short.”
“We’re not advising you to break up or not. You decide.”
“If you break up.”
“Then break up.”
“If you keep him.”
“Then keep him for the holidays—oh no, to enrich your life.”
Yu Yingying’s almond eyes curved as she laughed. “You two should really do manzai—such a waste of talent. Alright, I get it.”
Her mood quietly lifted. The confusion and fear brought on by her amnesia faded a lot amid Yu Qing’s and Jian Mei’s deliberate joking.
Yu Qing said, “Don’t worry. Didn’t the doctor say you’ll recover your memory soon? Before that happens, Jian Mei and I will help you—and when Baby comes back, she will too.”
Jian Mei added, “And your cocky guy.”
“Uh…” Yu Yingying blinked.
Yu Qing said, “Oh right, Jian Mei and I still have classes this afternoon. We’ll have to head back to school after eating and come see you again tonight.”
Jian Mei asked, “Does your cocky guy have classes this afternoon? Why don’t you coax him a bit and ask him to come keep you company? He skips class all the time anyway—one afternoon won’t matter.”
“No, thanks.” Yu Yingying looked full of resistance.
She couldn’t imagine herself coaxing anyone.
Jian Mei burst out laughing. “Look at your expression, I’m dying. Alright, your cocky guy is actually pretty good. You really owe last night to him. Even if you’ve lost your memory, you should still treat him better. Otherwise, when you recover your memory later, you’ll feel heartache.”
Yu Qing took a big sip of milk tea, cheeks puffed out. “Exactly.”
Yu Yingying: “…”
She… she’d try her best.
…
After the two roommates left, Yu Yingying dozed off for a while. She didn’t want to see Jiang He; she didn’t know how to coax people.
Coincidentally, Jiang He thought the same.
But there was no helping it—he still came to the hospital in the afternoon.
Because Yu Yingying had undergone quite a few tests that morning, the money he had pre-deposited into her hospital account was no longer enough, and the hospital urged him to come pay.
After paying, he kept a sour face and casually mentioned to Yu Yingying what had happened with her being knocked out the night before.
“I went to the police station earlier and helped you file a report. But the surveillance cameras around that alley were all broken, so they couldn’t identify those two scumbags through footage.”
Talking about this, Jiang He frowned. “Those two pieces of trash probably knew that—that’s why they committed the crime there.”
Yu Yingying hadn’t expected him to do all this.
Regardless of the outcome, she looked at him with a gentle smile in her almond eyes and said sincerely, “Jiang He, thank you for worrying about me.”
“What worrying about you? I just can’t stand scumbags!” Jiang He roughly rubbed his ear and snapped. “Don’t flatter yourself!”
“And the medical bills you paid for me…”
“Forget it, I’ll just treat it as charity.”
“I…”
“Alright, you… if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving in a bit.” Jiang He glanced at her, casually tossed his phone onto the bedside table, and turned toward the bathroom.
The bathroom door clicked shut. Yu Yingying withdrew her gaze. Thinking about her earlier conversation with Yu Qing and the others, curiosity crept up, and she couldn’t help but look at Jiang He’s phone.
Was this an opportunity?