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This time, Su Qian's smile was even bigger, and he tilted his head to look at me and asked, "I think I've mentioned that I studied medicine, right?"
I couldn't remember if it was him or someone else who told me, but it was indeed the case, so I replied directly, "But didn't you major in psychology? How do you know about obstetrics and gynecology?"
"Medical principles are interconnected. Besides, you can learn these things from books and TV; it's not limited to textbooks," he explained.
"But I've never seen any of that," I asked in confusion.
Su Qian had already started to pick food from the plate. Hearing my question, he glanced at me again and smiled, saying, "That just means it's not the right time yet; otherwise, your obstetrics and gynecology doctor would have told you. Look, is this enough?"
I took the plate from his hand and watched as he grabbed another one before adding food for himself.
I didn’t feel bad when I didn’t see him, but when I did see him, it felt really good. He was so different from Xiao Minxing.
If my life with Xiao Minxing was like a roller coaster with ups and downs, being with Su Qian felt like a clear spring flowing gently—simple yet comforting.
I couldn't quite figure out what was going on with me; every time I found myself in this situation, I would compare the two of them. I knew deep down that I didn't love Su Qian; from the beginning, my heart only had room for Xiao Minxing. Yet, I still couldn't ignore Su Qian's excellence and his care for me.
Sitting across from each other at the table, he didn’t ask me what I needed first like before. Instead, while we chatted casually, I almost forgot the purpose of my visit. If it weren't for the visible injuries on his face every time I looked up at him, I might have really forgotten.
"What happened last night?" I finally asked.
Su Qian didn’t seem surprised or intentionally evasive. He smiled and said, "Xiao Zong treated us to dinner to discuss some business matters. Then we went to a bar. We were having a good time and ended up drinking a bit more. Then we ran into a group of troublemakers and got into a fight."
At this point, he looked up at me and asked, "Xiao Zong should be fine, right? When I put him in the taxi, I only saw some injuries on his face; it seemed like nothing else was wrong."
"You put him in the car?" I looked at Su Qian and asked.
He nodded and said, "Yeah, wasn’t Zhuo Feng there too? He probably got hit harder; it was all to protect both of us."
He chuckled lightly and added softly, "Old Zhuo is really loyal."
I couldn't imagine what the scene looked like at that moment, but from Su Qian's words, I could roughly understand that Zhuo Feng must have shielded them from those people, which led to him getting hurt more severely while both he and Xiao Minxing were mostly unharmed.
"You know who did it, right?" I asked him while looking at him.
Su Qian shrugged and said, "It's just some drunk punks. The police came later and arrested a few, but since we were also drunk, it's hard to say who was right or wrong. It is what it is, so you don't need to worry."
To get to the bottom of the truth, I had no choice but to sell Mina out.
"Zhuo Feng told Mina that it was the Xiao Family's people who did it, and their target was Xiao Minxing."
Su Qian's expression showed no surprise; instead, he looked up at me and smiled, saying, "Does he think so? It was so dark there; how could he tell?"
It was already clear that Su Qian was intentionally covering something up. Otherwise, they wouldn't have escorted Xiao Minxing out first. They probably figured that those people weren't targeting them, which is why they let him go first.
His silence now likely stemmed not only from not wanting me to worry but also because of Xiao Minxing.
It really is hard to understand the matters between men. Xiao Minxing clearly wasn't on the same side as him, and they had conflicts before. Because of my issues, many things had happened, and now they were entangled again due to the Xiao Family Sisters.
After sitting for a while, Su Qian smiled and asked me, "How are you? Do you feel okay now? It feels like I haven't seen you in ages."
Feeling a bit shy, I nodded and said, "Since I moved out from here, I rarely come back, so there are fewer chances to meet. But everything is fine."
He looked genuinely happy, lowering his head to cut the dessert on his plate while saying, "That's good. As for housing, just live wherever makes you happy."
I looked at him and asked, "I heard you're working now?"
Su Qian seemed unfazed by my question; he didn't even lift his eyelids and simply replied lightly, "Just helping an old classmate out. I can't really do much myself; mainly I'm not motivated. I've gotten used to relying on others; now I'm just getting by."
"Actually, you're doing great," I said sincerely.
Su Qian looked up at me with a gaze that was unusually deep and profound, far from his usual carefree demeanor. It caught me off guard, and I hurriedly lowered my head again, pretending to look at the food on my plate as I said, "If you want to do something, you can definitely do it better than others because you put in the effort."
I heard Su Qian's laughter; although it was light, it clearly carried happiness.
"I didn't expect you to have such a high opinion of me. Most of my friends think I'm just a good-for-nothing playboy," he replied nonchalantly.
There isn't much truth in these words. At least, from what I know, Mina and Zhuo Feng don't think so. However, Xiao Minxing confirmed that he had said something like that about him, even claiming that he charms women's hearts.
Just thinking about this made me blush a little.
Xiao Minxing's misunderstanding of him is quite deep. Perhaps they had never been close before, which is why he thinks this way.
While I was pondering this, Su Qian had already spoken up: "I actually think the same as them. I usually don't want to do anything; to put it bluntly, I'm just lazy. I rely on my family and the elderly to support me, so I don't take things to heart. It's just living day by day."
"Is your family strict with you?" I asked him cautiously.
Su Qian smiled and said, "They can't control me, right? Look at me now, living outside on my own, not with them. They don't know what I'm doing; even if they did, there's nothing they can do. I'm an adult now; how can I still be like a child who has to stay by their side?"
Even though he said it like that, I still felt that things weren't quite real.
"Then how do they still give you money?" This touched on his privacy, and it wasn't something I should have asked, but somehow the conversation led to this point, so I asked.
Su Qian glanced at me and maintained a nonchalant attitude: "If they don't give it to me, who else would they give it to? I'm their only son; no matter how bad I am, I'm still their son, right? Besides, I'm just a bit lazy; it's not like I'm causing trouble every day."
Compared to those spoiled rich second-generation kids or officials' children, he really is a decent person. However, in Xiao Minxing's eyes, he probably looks like a parasite.
I actually felt a bit uncomfortable myself. Not believing that Su Qian is really that kind of person, I said something that seemed to comfort someone else: "You've helped a lot of friends."
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