You are like the warm sun

Chapter 16 Tang Wan successfully stayed overnight
"It has to be okay even if it doesn't work."

The girl, who had always been gentle, now took a tough stance and said quickly, "If you dare to kick me out, I will call the police and say you committed suicide. I will let the police take care of you."

“…”So, this is not an inquiry, but a notification?
Being supervised by the police... Thinking of the scene of being criticized and educated, the boy frowned for a long time, and finally compromised in silence.

There is only one bedroom here.

Tang Wan, who successfully stayed overnight, occupied the sofa contentedly.

Shao Zhouci went into the room to get her a blanket. There was no light in his room, and Tang Wan, who was in the living room, heard the sound of him bumping into things.

She couldn't help but smile as she took the grey blanket from him.

Well, he looks tough but is soft-hearted.

Shao Zhouci locked himself in the room.

At this time, Tang Wan finally had the time and energy to complete today's homework.

She lay on the coffee table and took out the homework for various subjects.

In her previous life, she had poor grades, failing to even qualify for undergraduate studies in the college entrance exam. She ended up attending a junior college, majoring in business administration. Math was a disaster in high school, but unexpectedly, she was forced to catch up in college. Tang Wan struggled with advanced math for two years, but now, math is no longer her weak subject.

Later, she was admitted to a good university. In order to earn credits, she took the teacher qualification exam in her senior year, which was high school English.

During that period, she worked day and night to review her English from elementary school to high school.

After mastering two subjects at once, Tang Wan felt that high school knowledge was not as difficult as she had imagined.

She kept an eye on the time while doing her homework.

Afraid that something might happen to Shao Zhouci while he was alone in the room, she would get up and knock on his door every half an hour, sometimes asking him if he wanted some water, sometimes asking him if he had finished his homework.

When she stood in front of the door for the fourth time and raised her hand to knock, the door was opened from the inside.

Shao Zhouci looked at her hand raised in the air expressionlessly, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Tang Wan put her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened: "Ah, you haven't slept yet."

"I'm going to sleep."

He lowered his head and spoke word by word, seeming angry but also compromising, "Stop knocking." Tang Wan nodded sensibly, "Okay, then I won't bother you anymore."

He closed the door.

More than ten minutes later, he came out again with black clothes in his hands, and it seemed that he was going to take a shower.

Tang Wan, who was in the living room, looked up when she heard the voice and reminded him gently, "Shao Zhouci, don't get your left hand wet."

She was answered by the sound of the bathroom door closing.

He stayed in there for nearly twenty minutes, the water splashing.

When Shao Zhouci came out of the bathroom, he saw the girl leaning against the sliding door of the living room. She had been staring at the direction of the bathroom. When she saw him come out, she stood up straighter and then looked at his left hand.

The gauze on his wrist was soaked, and blood mixed with water was dripping down.

Meeting her angry eyes, Shao Zhouci blinked, looked away guiltily, and moved his left hand slightly: "I did it accidentally..."

"Ah."

She seemed really angry.

…Okay, he did it on purpose.

The trembling pain of tearing open the wound can make him more sober and temporarily forget the despair suppressed in his heart.

Tang Wan took a deep breath, then turned and walked towards the living room.

Shao Zhouci hesitated for a moment and followed her slowly.

She took the medicine box out of the grocery cabinet, opened it skillfully, found gauze, cotton swabs and iodine, then looked up at him, without saying a word, just staring at him with her beautiful almond eyes.

A gentle feeling of oppression came over him.

After thinking for a moment, he walked over and sat down, then offered her his left hand.

(End of this chapter)