As expected, Tang Ruanruan was pushed away by Luo Zhaoyao.
"Let me state this clearly again, I am not the person you are looking for!"
He could not expose his cousin, so naturally, he could not reveal his own identity.
Tang Ruanruan's mind was currently filled with the demands of the Space, and since she was already mentally prepared, she wasn't sad about being pushed away; in fact, she felt a little relieved.
If it were a real kiss, she probably wouldn't know how to do it anyway.
What was there to look forward to in kissing?
Isn't it just the collision of lips against lips?
Fortunately, she had always been very clear about what she wanted and wouldn't feel dejected over a refusal.
The sunset outside was beautiful; a large, orange-yellow fireball was slowly sinking below the horizon. The light cast upon Tang Ruanruan's face did not feel warm, illuminating the fine vellus hair on her face, making it seem as if a filter had covered her skin. The scattered light reflected in her moist, flowing eyes was captivating.
Luo Zhaoyao never knew that a person could make his heart flutter just by standing in front of him.
In his entire life, such a pure scene, yet one possessing a unique color, he had only witnessed once—it was this moment.
For a split second, he understood what his comrades often meant by a moment of eternity.
But all his heart flutters had to be hidden; this woman's target was not him, but his cousin.
If she discovered the truth one day, would she immediately regret it? And his leg—given the current situation, even if it could recover later, it would be affected, leading to his retirement from the Military unit he was currently in. The best outcome would be an Arrangement into the Public Security Bureau, doing work similar to his previous job but vastly different.
She was so wonderful, and he was already in a trough since their meeting.
He forcefully suppressed that moment of heart flutter deep in his heart, locking it away with layers of weights. If he couldn't give the girl the best, then he shouldn't get involved.
After composing himself, he saw the girl smiling at him.
"What I brought you this time isn't chicken soup, it's soft-shelled turtle soup, try some!"
She held the lunchbox, her eyes full of expectation.
Luo Zhaoyao could smell the medicinal fragrance from the lunchbox; this was another dish of medicinal cuisine.
She was truly putting a lot of effort into his leg.
He opened his mouth to refuse—since he wasn't planning to have his heart flutter, he shouldn't cause trouble for his cousin—but before he could speak, a spoonful of soft-shelled turtle soup was stuffed into his mouth.
"You aren't going to make me feed you, are you?"
Bending over, Tang Ruanruan pushed the lunchbox in her hand toward him.
Luo Zhaoyao saw that he had already taken a sip of the soft-shelled turtle soup, making it awkward to refuse. He had no choice but to obediently take the lunchbox, though his expression remained cold.
Tang Ruanruan felt relieved when he took the lunchbox. She had worried that her teasing had scared him, and it would be troublesome if she wasn't allowed to visit anymore.
She squatted down and directly started fiddling with his belt, which thoroughly startled Luo Zhaoyao.
"What are you doing?"
His voice held a hint of panic, though it was concealed by his indifferent tone; Tang Ruanruan certainly didn't notice.
Tang Ruanruan stated very frankly, "Of course, I'm checking your wound. I know you definitely won't go to the Hospital to see a doctor, and I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself again, so I'm just checking."
She was calm, but Luo Zhaoyao felt somewhat awkward.
For a young woman to undo his trouser belt—any man in this situation would likely start imagining things.
"No need. I'm not that stupid. After poking myself once, I knew there was no sensation; I'm not a masochist, I won't poke myself many times."
He actually explained himself.
Luo Zhaoyao found it incredible himself. When had he ever been so patient with a young woman?
Tang Ruanruan smiled.
"I know you're not stupid, but I study nursing. What are you afraid of? During our internships, we even had to change clothes for patients. Why are you being shy?"
Luo Zhaoyao's face finally blushed uncontrollably. Of course, he knew nurses did many things, but those nurses weren't Tang Ruanruan, the woman pursuing his cousin.
He pressed down on his belt. "I'm not shy. I know my own body; there's no problem."
Tang Ruanruan looked at him, holding the lunchbox in one hand and pressing down his belt with the other. The usually cold man instantly felt warm. She turned her head away, deliberately exhaling, afraid she would laugh out loud and embarrass Luo Zhaoyao.
Luo Zhaoyao knew his image wasn't great right then, but he absolutely could not let Tang Ruanruan take off his pants to check the wound—he couldn't do it!
After adjusting, Tang Ruanruan stood up straight and said, "Fine then, I won't check. But you must be careful not to bathe for the next few days; it could get infected. I'll read for a bit while you eat."
Seemingly certain that Luo Zhaoyao wasn't eating, she took out that copy of the Compendium of Materia Medica from the bag she brought and started flipping through it again.
This time she was searching with a purpose and found some useful information.
Although Luo Zhaoyao's gaze was fixed on the soft-shelled turtle soup in front of him, his attention was on Tang Ruanruan. She was genuinely reading the book, the kind of serious reading where one can tell if a person is truly engaged or just pretending.
She was a very special woman.
Tang Ruanruan happily found the introduction for that medicinal herb again. Relying on the fact that Luo Zhaoyao couldn't see the content appearing in the Space, she began working on a mission.
However, once she unlocked this medicinal herb, a medicinal cuisine recipe automatically appeared in the Space.
Tang Ruanruan was momentarily stunned.
Because the medicinal cuisine recipe was targeted at muscle atrophy, meaning the person who used this recipe was actually more suitable for the man in front of her, Luo Zhaoyao.
She seriously suspected that the Space knew she intended to pursue the man in front of her, which is why it produced such strange things.
Moreover, when she checked all the rewards, the very last one could actually completely restore Luo Zhaoyao's injured leg.
She looked at the mission only she could see, then looked at Luo Zhaoyao.
Suddenly, she had a feeling: perhaps she was reborn just to marry this man?
Could this be the man Heaven had chosen for her?
Her heart couldn't help but feel delighted.
As expected, the man she chose was no mediocrity; even Heaven believed in her judgment.
Luo Zhaoyao felt uneasy under her gaze. He quietly drank his soup, not even making a sound. What was this woman looking at?
Just as he was about to question her, Tang Ruanruan stood up, walked in front of him, and squatted down to meet his gaze.
"Do you believe in fate?"
Luo Zhaoyao looked completely bewildered. Honestly, this woman always managed to surprise him.
Tang Ruanruan's face flushed like the sunset as she glanced at him repeatedly.
"Do you know that Heaven even wants us to be husband and wife?"
Luo Zhaoyao: ... He did not know.
Tang Ruanruan continued, "I know you're shy, but I won't give up. You just need to know that I won't fail Heaven's arrangement."
I had to drink today due to a special occasion, so I don't even know which chapter I'm updating now. If it's wrong, Little Fairies, please remind me.
Also, please don't agree to drink for the sake of face; it's too awful. I already threw up until I was dizzy in the restroom.
Take care of yourselves at the end of the year.
I will write the next chapter once I sober up.