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Xiao Minxing did not ask again. He sat down in the chair I had just occupied, casually clicking the mouse to browse through the comments and the comics I had posted.
His expression did not change, and I could not discern any joy or sadness from him. I stood cautiously behind him, almost kneeling to plead with him to hurry back to sleep and not waste time here. I was about to lose my mind just like him.
I did not mean to mock his condition; I simply felt a heavy pressure in my heart and was particularly afraid that Xiao Minxing would see through my intentions.
What kind of person is he? A business prodigy. I heard that when the Xiao family separated him from their company, they only gave him a rundown firm that was not only unprofitable but also suffered losses year after year. At that time, he was just in his early twenties and still in college, unable to fully commit to these matters.
Everyone thought that the ultimate fate of this company would be bankruptcy. Many even planned how to smoothly acquire it. However, a few years later, that company, which should have disappeared, suddenly became a hot topic in Haicheng.
It seemed to have transformed overnight, making up for past losses and starting to turn a profit, with money flooding into his doors.
What happened during this period is unknown to anyone, but there isn’t that much magic in this world. Xiao Minxing cannot turn stones into gold; he must have put in more effort than others, combined with his unique vision and ruthless decisiveness to turn the tide.
In his eyes, my little schemes were merely tricks. Unless he was oblivious, it would be impossible for him not to guess my ulterior motives. Plus, considering my previous job search, he probably already knew that I would do anything for money.
He sat at the computer for nearly half an hour before standing up without looking at me or saying another word and walked out.
Yes, this time he really left. I stood there waiting for over ten minutes; when I didn’t see him return, I finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief. Then I went over and closed the bedroom door, not daring to fiddle with the computer anymore; I simply shut it down and went to sleep.
In fact, it was already past eleven at night.
When I woke up in the morning, I saw Xiao Minxing having breakfast.
From what was on the table, it seemed he had bought it outside.
I did not approach him but waited until he left before going downstairs. Then I saw the untouched breakfast he had left behind on the dining table.
Although it had cooled down a bit, the fact that he thought of me moved me inexplicably.
I hurriedly ate my meal and went to the studio in the morning. During lunch, I went to find Lu Yiheng.
"Um, since you treated me to dinner yesterday, let me treat you today," I said as an excuse.
Lu Yiheng looked at me oddly but nodded and said, "Okay."
The two of them went to the restaurant from yesterday, and even the seats were the same as before. This made me feel as if time had reversed, and everything that happened last night was non-existent, merely a figment of my imagination. In reality, my conversation with Lu Yi Heng hadn't finished; I still hadn't clarified Xiao Minxing's condition.
Halfway through the meal, I finally spoke up: "Do you know much about his illness?"
Lu Yi Heng shook his head directly: "Not really, just aware of it. I specialize in internal medicine, not psychiatry."
It seemed he learned about Xiao Minxing's condition as a friend.
"Do you know what triggered his episode this time? What exactly is he angry about?"
This time, Lu Yi Heng looked at me for a longer duration. His eyes were actually quite nice; they focused intently on a person without the harshness that Xiao Minxing had. Instead, it felt more like he was searching, as if trying to see through someone's eyes rather than forcing their thoughts out.
I felt somewhat frustrated under his gaze and lowered my head to say, "Our relationship isn't very good; we often argue. So could it be because of me?"
"Maybe."
That was Lu Yi Heng's answer, which made me raise my head and ask him: "Do you also think that our separation would be better for his condition?"
Honestly, I had suspected Lu Yi Heng before. He was Lu Yisan's brother, and anyone could see how Lu Yisan felt about Xiao Minxing. It wasn't impossible for him to want me to leave for his sister's sake.
But looking at it from another angle, if my departure could help Xiao Minxing get better, I would rather never see him again.
However, Lu Yi Heng didn't say it directly; instead, he completely pushed the matter away: "I don't know. You can ask him or his doctor."
Come on, if asking him would yield answers, why would I need to find you?
I silently cursed but didn't voice it. In my desperation, I even thought about talking to Lu Yisan. If she really knew the cause of Xiao Minxing's illness and had the ability to cure him, I would have no choice but to yield.
Lu Yisan wasn't like other students who spent every day in the studio; she treated this matter as a pastime. She would come when she felt like it and could go days without showing up when she didn't.
Especially after the last incident when Teacher Shuai was moved to the evening shift, she couldn't do anything to me during the day and really came less often. From what I heard from the White Class teacher, even when she did come, it was at night. So that day, I stayed in the studio until very late.
But I didn’t see her; instead, I unexpectedly saw Ye Guang.
He usually came during the day; I had seen him earlier that day but didn't expect him to show up at night as well.
The evening class ended at nine-thirty. Didn't that mean he spent most of his day here?
He also saw me, stood there moving his lips, but not a word came out, slowly walking into the Studio.
I didn't see Lu Yishan, and worried about the development department of Xiao Minxing, so I didn't stay longer. I packed my things and drove straight home.
Xiao Minxing was already back, and surprisingly, he was in the kitchen.
As soon as I entered the house and saw this scene, I rubbed my eyes hard, then didn’t even bother to pick up the drawing board that had fallen to the ground, rushing into the kitchen and saying, "Let me do it."
He didn’t turn to look at me or respond to my words, focused on what he was doing, as if I had never been there.
Transparent, I was transparent.
Slowly retreating from the kitchen, I pretended to be transparent as well. No matter how strange he was now, as long as I thought of him as a patient, I could understand everything.
I picked up the drawing board, went back upstairs, took a quick shower, changed clothes, and then came down.
He had already prepared the meal. Although it was simple, his skills were excellent, so it looked and smelled great, making me enjoy eating it very much.
Xiao Minxing didn’t say much. It wasn’t until we finished eating that he stood up and casually said, "Wash the dishes."
"Of course! You cooked, so I definitely have to wash the dishes." I replied without thinking. Turning around, I saw his deep gaze looking at me intensely through the light of the dining room.
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