Half-baked

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The liquid in the bottle fell slowly drop by drop.
The speed of time flow seems to slow down as well.

The chairs in the hospital's infusion hall are thin plastic chairs and are not suitable for sleeping.
Huai Nian slept only lightly for a short while, her bent neck pressed against the fine wool sweater. The medicine took effect, her dull brain became a little lighter, and her thinking speed became faster.

She remembered that it was Duan Huai'an who brought her to the hospital.
She is also leaning in Duan Huaian's arms now.

So she raised her head and saw Duan Huaian's sharp jawline.
Moving my eyes upwards, I saw his absent-minded face.
His arms suddenly felt empty, and Duan Huai'an came to his senses. His scattered pupils quickly focused, and nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
"woke up?"
"Yeah." Huai Nian responded softly, and she sat up straight, no longer pressing against him.

There was no explanation and the atmosphere suddenly became frozen.

I miss the time when I lowered my head and played with the zipper of my clothes with my right hand, which was not receiving an IV drip.
Her eyelids drooped, and her mouth, buried under the scarf, moved her lips and teeth: "Why?"

An unexpected question: why?

Duan Huai'an seemed to know what she was asking. He didn't look too surprised and said calmly, "What about you? You clearly heard it, so why did you run away?"

"..." Huai Nian paused for a moment and said, "We are not in a relationship."

They didn't look at each other.
Duan Huai'an looked forward with a heavy gaze and rolled his Adam's apple: "Are you going to say that word again?"
Missing the unknown: "Which one?"

"Forced." Duan Huai'an's breathing became heavier, and he repeated indifferently, "Are you going to say again, I forced you?"

She stopped blinking and kept her eyes open until they were dry.
Her hands, which were wrapping around the zipper, also slowed down, and finally, fell weakly on her knees.

During the dull conversation, the liquid in the bottle was almost gone.
It happened that the nurse came to change the IV bottle for another patient. Seeing that the IV bottle hanging next to Huai Nian was empty, she came over and helped her pull out the infusion needle in the back of her hand.
The nurse said, "Okay, you can go home now. Remember to take the medicine the doctor prescribed. If you still feel uncomfortable, remember to see a doctor as soon as possible."

Huai Nian sniffed and whispered, "Thank you."

She stood up, put her hands in her pockets, lowered her head and walked out of the infusion hall.
Duan Huai'an walked faster than her, walking in front of her with a breeze under his feet. The two of them looked like people who had hurried to the hospital for medical treatment and had nothing to do with each other.

The infusion room is on the second floor. In the blink of an eye, I lost sight of Duan Huai'an.

She rubbed her eyes.

Again. Angry.

Did they just leave her in the hospital?
Are you just going to abandon a patient like this?
They are not in love at all.
What boyfriend would abandon his sick girlfriend?
Huai Nian was always calm and good at comforting herself. When she walked to the emergency room door, she had already forgotten about Duan Huai'an and was thinking about whether to take a taxi or the subway back.
Not knowing what time it was, she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket.
The screen lights up.
The lock screen photo is a photo of a bus stop.

Nostalgia was stunned.
This is Duan Huai'an's cell phone.

A car suddenly stopped in front of me.

The passenger window was lowered.
Duan Huai'an's cold face appeared, "Come up."
I miss standing there and looking at him quietly.

Duan Huai'an said nothing more, quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out, and strode to Huai Nian. Then, without saying a word, he grabbed Huai Nian's wrist, opened the door with one hand, and pulled her into the car.
Fasten your seat belt, close the car door, and don't speak the whole time.
You can tell at first glance that he is full of energy and ruthlessness.

This hospital has been expanded in recent years. The infusion hall where Huai Nian was staying was a newly expanded campus, and the inpatient department was upstairs. At around nine o'clock in the evening, the entire inpatient building was quiet, and the parking area outside was also particularly quiet.
Driving through the open-air parking lot, I saw empty parking spaces everywhere.
Duan Huaian turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and then stepped on the brake, and the car parked in an empty space in the open-air parking lot.

A sudden stop.
Due to inertia, nostalgia suddenly rushed forward.
"Duan Huai'an you——"

There was a "click" sound next to her ears, and the seat belt that was strangling her sternum was unfastened.
Nostalgia stopped talking, and then the passenger seat, which carried the weight of his back, slowly tilted down.

Nostalgia frowned: "What are you going to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly darkened.
Duan Huai'an crossed over the center console between the driver's seats, his legs shackled Huai Nian's resisting knees, and he pressed his whole body forward. The spacious seat space seemed cramped because of his presence, and occasionally a car passed by, the headlights swept over, the light invaded his eyes, and was swallowed by him.

It was a bitterly cold winter outside the car, with cold winds blowing and snow flying everywhere.
There was a stuffy and suffocating feeling in the car.

The pale face that Huai Nian had missed was now flushed physiologically, and the whole person was in a state of anxiety and helplessness.

"If you have anything to say, just say no. Why did you come here?" She took a deep breath. "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Fuck you." He said the two words lightly, and leaned forward again, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

I missed being forced to look into his eyes which were filled with intense lust. His eyes were dark and filled with a violent desire for possessiveness.
When she heard Duan Huaian's words, she was scared and terrified.

Suddenly, Duan Huaian grabbed her resisting hand and forced her palm to hold the strong heat.

"If I force you, I'll make you solve it for me now, understand?" Duan Huaian's expression was full of hostility. He usually didn't like to talk, but he talked a lot when facing Huaian. However, he always coaxed her, and there would be some sweet words in every sentence.

I miss him because I thought that a noble and aloof young master like him would never swear in his life.
But she was wrong, he could swear.

"Force." He pulled the corner of his mouth, "If I force you, you have to let me come out now, whether it's your hands, mouth, or breasts, you have to let me feel good, understand?"

"..."

In the dark carriage.
I miss you so much that I shed two silent tears.

Duan Huaian was silent for a moment, then let go of his hand and returned to the driver's seat.
He found the tissues in the car and took two to wipe her face. Huai Nian tried to dodge, but he pinched her jaw. Her pretty face was stubborn, with tear marks on it. She closed her eyes because she hated him.

"Miss you," he said, rarely calling her by her full name, his voice hoarse, "I should be the one who is sad."

"Why are you so sad?" Huai Nian choked with sobs, and finally she was willing to open her eyes and stare at him. Her eyes turned red with tears and slid down the corners of her eyes.

"We are in love, baby." Duan Huai'an wiped her tears gently and softly. He said, "I was also sad when you said we were not in love."
"I'm no less sad than you."

Missing or crying, without saying a word.
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Both of them were in a bad mood and the carriage was silent.

There is a subway station at the intersection ahead. There is an obvious cry in Hua Nian's voice: "Please drop me off at the subway entrance and I will take the subway back by myself."

Duan Huai'an tightened and loosened his grip on the steering wheel. He said bluntly, "Is it unbearable to even live under the same roof with me?"

"I didn't." Huai Nian couldn't help but raised her voice for a moment, then was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "You have to give me time to digest it."

"Can't digest it in my place?"
"Ah."
Duan Huai'an also hummed, his tone calm, "I think you have a worse temper than me."
"..." Huai Nian's eyebrows drooped and he stopped talking.

At this moment, the cell phone in Huainian's pocket rang. She took it out and saw that it was Duan Huai'an's cell phone ringing.
The caller was Chi Jingting. Huai Nian handed him the phone: "Chi Jingting wants to see you."

The red light was long, Duan Huaian picked up the phone and put it to his ear.
In the quiet car, the phone receiver was turned up to the maximum volume, so as soon as the call was connected, the noisy sound waves from the other end of the phone invaded the cochlea of ​​the two people. It was very noisy, Duan Huai'an frowned and turned down the volume several notches.

The other party seemed to realize that he was making too much noise, "Wait a minute, I'll find a quiet place to talk to you."

Duan Huai'an had no patience: "Hurry up."

After that, Huai Nian could no longer hear Chi Jingting's voice.
She could only hear Duan Huaian's perfunctory response.
"Ah."
"Who?"
"Impressed."
She seemed to feel Duan Huaian looking at her, but she was in a bad mood and didn't want to look at him.
"Come later."

As the call was hung up, the red light turned green.

Duan Huai'an said: "I'll take you back to the dormitory."
Nostalgia pursed her lips and said awkwardly, "Thank you."
In return, he sneered with an ambiguous tone: "You're welcome."

It was already half past ten when I returned to the dormitory, and there was still half an hour before curfew.
The dormitory area was brightly lit. Huai Nian picked up the schoolbag from the back seat and before getting off the car, she softly reminded him, "Drive carefully on the way back."

Duan Huaian didn't reply, but just curled the corner of his mouth slightly.
He drove away only after the lights in her dormitory on the second floor came on.

Nostalgia returned to the dormitory and lay on the table weakly for a long time. The heater warmed her whole body to the point of being hot, so she took off her coat. Her fingers touched the scarf around her neck, and she paused.
How come you forgot to return his scarf to him?
I was staying in the dormitory alone, with nothing to do. It was late, and I missed simply washing up, turning off the lights and going to bed.

The next day, she was woken up by the message alert on her cell phone.

Because of her illness, she was particularly sleepy and woke up after ten o'clock.
She opened the corners of her eyes slightly and squinted to read the message.

It’s the news in the dormitory group.
Xu Fu@Nostalgia.
Xu Fu: [Nian Nian, what's going on? ]
Then she posted a video.

The video cover is pitch black, with spotlights flashing from all directions, and you can tell at a glance that it is a bar.

I miss clicking on the video in confusion.

The video shows the bar's booths, with the marble countertops filled with densely packed wine glasses.
There were several boys sitting in the chairs. The boy sitting in the middle was recognized by Huaian. It was Shang Jingze.

Shang Jingze was wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone, revealing his chest muscles with obvious signs of training. He drank one glass after another, and his shirt and chest were soaked with alcohol. He looked clean and refreshing, but at this moment, he exuded decadence.

The boy next to him patted Shang Jingze on the shoulder and comforted him: "There are many beautiful women in the world. There is no need to be so depressed because of a woman."

Shang Jingze slapped the boy's hand away: "What do you know?"
"Why don't I understand? I've had more relationships than you. I'm a playboy."
"..."
Shang Jingze ignored him and continued drinking.

Someone asked, "What happened to him?"
Someone laughed and said, "Not only did he chase a girl for two years but failed to get her, but she actually has a boyfriend."
"That girl's new boyfriend?"
"How can that be possible? I already have a boyfriend."
"Ah? Then the Third Young Master Shang knows about this? This girl is not a good person. Not only did she have a boyfriend, but she also kept the Third Young Master Shang hanging around for two years. Isn't this just playing a joke on me?"

The video ends abruptly here.
However, the dialogue in the video conveys enough information and is shocking enough.

Shang Jingze pursued Huai Nian with great enthusiasm, and all the students in Nanjing University knew about it.

Xu Fu: [What boyfriend, Nian Nian? ]
Jing Yue: [I'm a little confused. Is Shang Jingze pursuing someone else besides you? ]
Jing Yue: [Nian Nian, say something! ]

Zhu Yutong: [We can accept that you have a mysterious boyfriend and didn't tell us, but what nonsense are they talking about? You didn't hook up with Shang Jingze, you clearly rejected him so many times, it was he who was persistent in pursuing you, okay? ]

Nostalgia was completely refreshed and he sat up from the bed.

However, the group messages are still refreshing.
Xu Fu: [Wait a minute, friends. I'm a little confused now.]
Xu Fu posted another video.

The video is still dark, but the colorful laser lights are dazzling.
It seems like the video continues from before.

Shang Jingze was holding a half-empty glass of wine when he was stopped by someone. The person smiled nonchalantly, "Master Shang, drink less. If something happens to you in my territory, I won't be able to explain to your family."
Shang Jingze was not a good drinker, and he was drunk and fell to the side in a daze. Fortunately, the people around him caught him and prevented him from falling to the ground.

The whispers around became much quieter, and everyone looked at the newcomer with a fawning attitude.
To be precise, there were two people coming.

Chi Jingting, and Duan Huaian standing beside him.

As the owner of this bar, Chi Jingting naturally has to be responsible for the guests.
He found a bartender and carried the drunk Shang Jingze to the lounge. Then, he calmly found an empty seat and sat down. Duan Huai'an beside him also sat down.

"what's the topic?"

"Hey, let's talk about the tragic love story of our Third Young Master Shang." The man just thought Chi Jingting was here to watch the fun. There were no close friends of Shang Jingze sitting around him. They were all a bunch of friends who were just watching the fun and taking it as gossip. "Our Third Young Master Shang has been chasing a girl for two years. I have to say that the girl looks so damn pure. But now we know that the girl has a boyfriend. And they have been dating for a long time. Aren't they making fun of our Third Young Master Shang?"

Chi Jingting raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Duan Huaian.

Girl, girl.
Based on how well Chi Jingting knew Duan Huaian, this gentleman probably wanted to tear this guy's mouth apart.

Chi Jingting was happy, and pretended to be listening to gossip: "Do you have a photo of that girl?"

"Yes." The man really did have one. He took out his phone, found the photo in no time, and handed it to Chi Jingting as if to ask for credit. "How about it? Pretty, right? From their school, Nanjing University - hey, Duan Huai'an is also from Nanjing University, you should have heard of her, right? The third young master Shang has been pursuing this girl."

Chi Jingting tried to hold back his laughter, and his shoulders were shaking.

"I've heard of it." Duan Huai'an poured himself a glass of wine and glanced at the person who had just asked him a question without any warmth in his eyes. "Her name is Huai Nian."

It's not about being a girl or not.

"She is really beautiful." The man stared at the photo on the phone screen and sighed.

"She is very beautiful." Duan Huai'an's face was immersed in the dim light, and his expressionless face added a bit of coldness. His hair hung down, casting a light shadow on his eyelashes. It was difficult to tell the emotion in his eyes, but the corners of his lips suddenly curved into a smile, and he said slowly, "My girlfriend, of course she is beautiful."

The people around were stunned.
The sound waves around seemed to stop.

Duan Huaian drank the wine in the glass, then he glanced coldly at everyone in the booth, as if he knew someone was recording him, and his gaze finally fixed on the camera.
The person holding the camera seemed to have a tremor in his hand, and the picture was obviously shaking.

Duan Huai'an raised his eyebrows at the camera. The light was brilliant. The music on the stage not far away suddenly started. His voice, along with the rising and falling sound waves, poured into the cochlea without warning and invaded the auditory system.
——"Otherwise, I wouldn't be so obsessed with her."

(End of this chapter)