Chapter 64, He is soft-hearted~
Zhuo kept his head down the whole time, counting how many cement slabs he stepped on.

When I counted to 18 cement slabs, I saw a pair of black hiking shoes on the 19th bluestone slab...with flat soles.

Zhuo didn't dare to look closely, for fear of seeing the shocking wound on Ling's ankle.

People say being soft-hearted is a disease, but he is just such a useless person.

Zhuo paused for a moment, then took two steps forward and stood on the 19th bluestone slab.

Only then did he look up and look Zero in the eyes; Zero's posture might not have changed, as he just tilted his head slightly and looked into his eyes.

There was a loud banging sound above their heads, like bullets.

But if there were no other sounds at this moment, they would feel uncomfortable because no one spoke first.

Maybe it was ten seconds, maybe a minute, both of them remained silent.

Zhuo didn't know what to say, because he was very upset...

He felt as if he was in a silent confrontation with Zero. There was no romance at all, only silent smoke and a strong smell of gunpowder... No one was willing to give in.

It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul, and facial expressions are a person's appearance... Zhuo couldn't figure out what expression he was using to face Ling, nor did he know what was in his eyes, but he thought it was probably not a good one.

After a while, Zero's dense and long eyelashes trembled, and she looked away to the left... But she still stubbornly raised her little face, with colorless water marks all over her face, and her chin was stained with mud that had not been wiped off. A drop of water condensed on her thin chin and then fell.

Zhuo had never seen Ling so embarrassed before.

Like a cat that refuses to admit defeat.

Zhuo closed his eyes, not to celebrate his victory, but to suppress the emotions in his heart.

After all, Ling did nothing wrong, and she was also the beneficiary. She had no right to blame her, and she had no status.

If I really have to blame someone, I can only blame myself for not being good enough and having to come out and see this damn scene.

If he didn't come out, Ling would probably dry her hair somewhere, change into dry clothes, pretend to be the same as usual, and put the lunch box in front of him again as if nothing had happened. Everything would be the same as before, and nothing would change... The reason I said this was because Zhuo had already seen that the bag in her right hand contained a set of black sportswear, which was probably her original plan.

Of course, Zhuo knew that Ling would not do that for the purpose of "not letting you worry"... She probably just felt that there was no need to let Zhuo know, as it was her own business.

Zhuo took a deep breath, exhaled, and when he opened his eyes he had calmed down.

In a lukewarm tone, he asked, "Where's the car?"

Ling faced him, glancing sideways at the red wall on his left, his little face still expressionless.

She paused, then answered obediently.

"……broken."

Zhuo guessed the answer. If Ling had a car, he would probably park it directly outside the apartment complex instead of walking on this path in the rain.

"Are there clothes in there?"

"Ah."

"Bought on the road?"

"Ah."

Things turned out to be pretty much as he thought. It seemed that his head was not completely empty, but just mixed with some water.

Zhuo was silent for a moment, then said, "...I've already eaten."

Zero was also silent, "...I know."

Silence again.

Actually, I still have something to say, but I don’t have the right position to say it, so it’s best to stop here.

The heavy rain was still pouring down. His umbrella was a small folding umbrella. Although Ling was petite, it was still a bit difficult for the two of them to share one umbrella.

The result was that on one side of the umbrella, water dripped around Zero's heels; on the other side, water fell on his back.

It was a bit chilly, and when the wind blew, Zhuoqing couldn't help but shiver.

He just showed off his manliness for a few seconds before his weak body stabbed him in the back again.

This scene was naturally noticed by Ling. She turned her head to look at Zhuo and said lightly: "No need to hold an umbrella for me."

Zhuo blinked and thought about it.

"Oh."

He flipped his hand and threw the umbrella into the mud beside him, exposing both of them to the rain. It was raining heavily, and in a blink of an eye, Zhuo was soaked.

The hair on my forehead stuck to my forehead and some rain seeped into my eyes, which was a bit uncomfortable, but that's all. Who hasn't been caught in the rain?

However, this result was obviously unexpected.

Zhuo clearly saw Ling's eyes widened slightly, his aqua blue pupils were a little confused, unexpectedly cute~
He wanted to laugh a little, so at this moment, it would be very appropriate to say "Where is your signature expressionless face?"

But he didn't dare.

"I'm not this..."

"I know..." Zhuo interrupted Ling, "You're already soaked, so a little rain won't hurt you. Besides, hybrids won't get sick from a little rain. I know."

Ling was stunned for two seconds, then quickly calmed down. She looked at Zhuo, not knowing what she was thinking.

But it still feels a bit awkward to be the one being stared at.

No matter who it is, being stared at like this would be awkward, right? And Ling is pretty good-looking.

"Is there anything else?" Zhuo asked.

Ling looked up at him and shook his head.

"……No……"

"If you have nothing to say, don't look at me like that. You make me feel like an unintelligent wild boar... What did you bring for dinner today?"

This is a lie.

Ling's eyes were too direct. The layer of ice in her eyes that always isolated the outside world seemed to disappear in that instant. Her obvious helplessness and astonishment were revealed, and she was completely defenseless.

Zhuo said: I can't stand it.

So I changed the subject.

Although his topic took a very drastic turn, Zero himself was not a normal human being, so he naturally followed the topic.

He paused for a moment and said, "...mutton bone soup."

"Oh~~ In this kind of weather, drinking mutton soup is very comfortable."

As he spoke, Zhuo took two steps forward and squatted.

But after waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement behind me.

Zhuo didn't look back, but sighed helplessly and said, "Come up."

"I can……"

"Yes, yes, yes! I know you can walk by yourself. You have an amazing bloodline. Even broken bones can heal. You are forever young. You are Her Majesty the Queen. You are awesome, Klaus..."

Zhuo didn't give her a chance to speak, and he blocked everything she wanted to say with a rapid fire barrage of words.

Then repeat again: "Come up."

zero:"……"

Zhuo didn't look back to see Ling's expression. Maybe Ling would be like she was when they had dinner for the first time, Zhuo pulled her and showed an obviously troubled expression; maybe she would stare at his back in a daze...

But does it matter?
Anyway, they both had to go to his cabin together.

It would be fine if she didn't see it, but since she did, there was no way she could be allowed to walk in the rain like a cripple, dragging one leg.

He is soft-hearted.
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