Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 101, Section 17: The unintentionally revealed birthday celebration becomes a huge misunderstanding.
Loris did not come empty-handed.

Her eyes were a little dull. She was dressed casually in a floral print and holding a paper bag, a cool and refreshing style that suited her perfectly.

Her delicate, pale golden hair fell over her shoulders, which were only connected by thin white ropes like those on her floral dress. She looked as pure as a blank sheet of paper, pure as if she had stepped out of the romantic poems of Byron.

He held a brown paper bag in his right hand, which contained a bouquet of many carnations and tulips, their branches so lush that it looked as if the flower shop had been emptied out.

He Ye was surprised by her visit.

The other person stood silently at the door, clearly observing the situation inside the ward—but then again, He Ye was more surprised by her casual clothes.

I recall that she also injured her arm, but it seems she has recovered and been discharged from the hospital; otherwise, she would be wearing a hospital gown.

"Why are you here?" He Ye asked.

Seeing this, Ni stood up, put down her lunchbox and spoon, and made way for her – this was polite.

Nicole remembered this light blonde woman. Although the woman was about the same size as her, she had met her once at the police station where her husband worked. She seemed to be her husband's superior.

Of course, she had also heard that her husband was injured while saving her, so she was feeling a bit conflicted.

With mixed feelings, she pouted.

Lorice had come to her senses, her expression shifting several times before she finally wanted to back down. This subtle emotion stemmed from the shy gratitude she had prepared and the unexpected presence of two outsiders in the ward... How could she possibly say it out loud?

The shocking scene when she entered was still lingering in her mind, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Finally, Lorice stepped forward and placed the bouquet on the already nearly overflowing bedside table, her tone subtle:

"I just came to check on you... after all, you saved me... and I brought you some gifts as a token of my appreciation."

His voice inexplicably weakened towards the end.

It sounds like thanking them is actually just a favor.

"These flowers aren't edible," He Ye said with a helpless smile. "It looks like you've been discharged from the hospital. How's your recovery going? Any aftereffects?"

"I...there's nothing wrong with me."

Loris's voice lowered again as she spoke, feeling a tightness in her chest from his concern, as if she wanted to bang her head against something.

It would be nice if no one was here.

"It's okay."

He Ye was a little speechless after speaking. After all, she didn't have as many off-topic topics to talk about as her friends, and besides, they were having a meal when she suddenly came to visit, so the only thing she could come up with was...

"By the way, have you eaten?...Want to have something?"

Hospitality can only be this way, after all.

Yuri, who was chewing beside him, suddenly stopped. He looked at the unopened lunchbox. It was Nicole's, but she was taking care of Leon and hadn't started eating it yet. If he wanted to treat her, this was the only option...

"No need... I was just taking a look and then I left, don't mind me... I didn't mean anything by it."

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, sir, do you still want some? I've already blown on it to cool it down, otherwise this oatmeal will get too cold!"

Seeing this, Ni quickly joined the conversation, already holding a spoon and beaming with excitement, even sitting down in the spot she had previously stood up to make way for.

After all, the officer said he was just passing by and didn't intend to have a long chat—at least that's how Nicole saw it.

He Ye thought so too.

However, at this moment, facing the spoon being offered to his mouth again, it was frankly a little awkward. After all, he's a grown man who can move and walk, yet he still needs to be fed...

But there's nothing I can do. I can't argue with Nicole again over this, since she's showing her good intentions and concern.

So when I swallowed it again, it tasted like chewing wax.

Seeing this, Loris froze on the spot, then somewhat awkwardly asked a question casually, her eyes lowered:

"By the way, who is she?"

Uh, you haven't left yet?
"...My sister, you've met her before."

He Ye explained.

Nicole instantly pouted angrily: "Sir!—Don't talk while you're eating!"

Sir? ...Sister?
Although there were many illogical points, upon hearing this answer, Loris's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and she slowly looked up... What? So that's how it is? I worried for nothing... Even her eyes showed a hint of relief.

Fortunately, my true feelings will not be heard.

Thinking about it carefully, Loris did indeed see this black-haired girl a few weeks ago at the police station one afternoon. However, when she came in, she saw the girl's intimate behavior with He Ye, which made her overlook the specific person and focus on this matter, so she couldn't remember ever meeting her.

After all, the impact was just too great.

"Well then... By the way, are you free this afternoon? I'd like to come see you again this afternoon, you know, um..."

Lolis's subtle actions included avoiding eye contact and unconsciously clenching her skirt; her previous disappointment and discouragement had been replaced by renewed feelings.

She hadn't forgotten why she came, and even though she dared not look directly into his eyes, she still tried to gently touch upon that part of her heart.

Sure enough, the more she talked in front of others, the redder her face became, and she almost wanted to punch the sheets and tell them to get out! — Damn it, otherwise how could she possibly say it!
But such things can only be thought about in one's mind.

I still haven't been able to say it completely.

Lorice had just finished her discharge procedures that morning, and then, accompanied by Nytil, she went home to shower, change her clothes, and go to the flower shop.

Visiting at noon might not be the most appropriate time, but it's an arrangement made with all our might.

"This afternoon? I should be free, or rather, I'm always free, since I'm hospitalized and don't have much to do," He Ye replied.

"..." Loris was speechless and could only take a deep breath, because she noticed that the short-haired girl was looking at her with ill intent, as if she knew what she was going to do.

"Then, I'll come back this afternoon."

Loris had already turned around, like a frightened deer fleeing in panic, after all, she had said she was leaving before.

There were just a lot of unexpected stutters.

Although He Ye didn't know what else she had to do that afternoon, he could tell that she was a little awkward. She probably wanted to express her gratitude properly, but with two grown men sitting there, it would be difficult for her to say those things that were too embarrassing for her.

If it were He Ye, and someone had saved her, she would have hugged them tightly to express her gratitude, regardless of whether anyone was there or not; tears would not have been an exaggeration.

There shouldn't be any feelings of shyness.

It just goes to show that people are indeed different.

"Ok."

"Well, goodbye then."

Soon after Lolis left, the ward returned to its original state, and people continued eating and chatting.

Yuri, who had been silent all along, spoke up at this moment.

“Senior, actually, before you were transferred to a regular ward for the first three days, that young lady, who was your friend, would often look at you when she passed by the corridor. I often saw her fingers pressed against the glass as she looked at you, her eyes filled with sadness. At first, I thought she was your fiancée, since I didn’t pay attention to her appearance that night when you were holding her covered in blood. Now that she’s come to see you, I’ve remembered this.”

Yuri spoke earnestly while eating lunch, his clear eyes revealing his seriousness: "Senior, I can tell, she must have fallen for you because you saved her!"

"Pfft—cough cough cough—"

He Ye nearly choked to death after being stuffed with a mouthful of oatmeal. The oatmeal flew to the ground.

"...Why are you suddenly saying this?" He coughed, covering his mouth.

Nicole's face grew even more somber and sad, but she still took out a handkerchief to wipe He Ye's mouth, muttering, "Sir, you're so dirty."

“Airplanes? No, no, no, this is a fact as firm as a land tank, nothing can stand in its way!” Yuri said with clear eyes.

What the hell? What kind of teachings do they give at police academy? Can't they use something better as an analogy?
However, Yuri's words did indeed reach He Ye's ears. For the first time, he couldn't help but seriously consider this possibility, and even frowned.

A genuine expression of affection should be one of mutual love and concern, a joy at seeing you, not a casual flirtation—perhaps the two of you don't even qualify as flirting.

It's true that we were destined to meet again.

It's just that recent events have escalated their relationship into that of bickering but loving friends.

While I was racking my brains over this problem.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and then a nurse walked in, carrying the medical record and pen, ready to conduct her routine inquiries.

Since being transferred to a regular ward, nurses come to check on me every day, at noon and in the evening. They also draw blood for tests in the evening to see if the toxins left in my body have been completely eliminated.

“Mr. Leon, are you having lunch? Would you like me to wait a moment?”

"No...no need, I've already finished eating."

He Ye said with lingering fear that he had completely lost interest in the remaining half bowl of oats.

"Okay, how are you feeling today? How was your sleep compared to yesterday?"

"all good."

"The emissions situation..."

The nurse was carefully recording the situation through questioning, and He Ye answered honestly as well. The previous topic seemed to have been dropped, and Yuri scratched his head and could only lower his head and show off his food in peace.

As for Nicole, she was already looking worried.

"Sir, I like you very much."

"Your appetite is quite good; you've already eaten an apple and... umm, I like you very much too—please continue, nurse."

He Ye calmly dealt with Nicole, and after finishing, continued talking with the nurse, his expression unchanged.

Nicole couldn't help but cover her face and let out a sob. What should she do? She couldn't possibly sneak into Mr. Nightfall one day, could she? But they had already slept in the same bed, and he wasn't interested in her body at all—sob!
Nicole stood up dejectedly and paced back and forth, but after a few seconds she slowly cheered up, patted her cheeks, and felt that she still had a chance, after all, she was only seventeen!

As the conversation between He Ye and the nurse drew to a close, Nicole realized that she hadn't been listening carefully at all. This was terrible. She always listened carefully to see if her husband's condition was improving, and neglecting this time made her feel uneasy.

But there was no way to ask the gentleman to report it again.

Nicole had no choice but to stand to the side, tiptoeing slightly as she observed the medical records being kept by the nurse.

The medical record was filled with dense writing, but just looking at the last few lines... although I didn't recognize most of it, the key improvement was still there.

Yes, the situation is much better than yesterday.

However, look upwards.

"Leon Rossi - Marital Status: Unmarried - Age: May 24, 1900..."

May 24, 1900

Nicole paused for a moment when she saw this, then suddenly realized that the date that followed was just around the corner.

It is now mid-May.

"You're recovering very well, Mr. Leon." The nurse smiled and closed her hand. "If things continue like this, you should be able to be discharged after another three days of observation, since you always complain that it's boring to stay here."

"Thank you." He Ye was also very happy to hear the news.

Three days is neither a long nor a short time.

Originally, there were still half a month left in May, but eight days were lost due to hospitalization, which was really unexpected.

Yuri was also very happy: "Senior, I'll have Lucia bring over some good food for dinner. If you've recovered so well, you should be able to eat more freely."

He Ye was even happier.

This is a double celebration.

After the nurse left with the medical record, Yuri packed up his lunchbox. Nicole, who had been counting on her fingers, suddenly realized what had happened and excitedly said:

"Three days from now, I just calculated it, sir, it's just right!"

"What do you mean just right!"

"Birthday! It's your birthday, sir!"

Ok?
Hearing this, not only Yuri was shocked, but He Ye himself was also shocked.

He had never remembered his birthday under this identity; the correct birthday was sometime in February—but soon, after realizing that 'perhaps she had seen the information on the medical record,' He Ye came to his senses.

"It's a birthday... nothing to get excited about, it's not your birthday."

"How can that be? It's the very first day after you were discharged from the hospital, we absolutely have to celebrate!" Nicole's serious tone left no room for argument as she patted her budding chest. "We absolutely have to celebrate!"

"yeah?"

What's the point of having such a meaningless birthday?

"There's no need to go to all that trouble." He Ye waved his hand again. "If all else fails, a small cake will do to satisfy your craving."

"I, uh... what kind of birthday present do you want, senior?" Yuri was already itching to ask.

Heye: "..."

Nicole, however, harbored a girlish whim and hesitated to give up. After all, she had been practicing her cooking skills diligently lately, and if she could prepare a delicious meal for her birthday, she was sure to impress her husband.

I've been feeling constantly threatened lately, so I really can't let my guard down—yes, I can't let my guard down.

"If it's a birthday, Mr. Brooke and Mr. Brant will definitely want to come and wish you a happy birthday! Haven't you gotten together with them in a long time? They might even bring you some of their treasured wines!"

Nicole whispered sweet words in my ear like a cute little elf.

"..."

Well, when the names of Brooke and the others were mentioned, He Ye couldn't help but look at the pile of gifts of condolence next to her. She had only contacted them occasionally, yet they still cared about her like this. It was really hard for her to accept their concern.

After much thought, He Ye remembered something.

Perhaps he needed to celebrate his birthday, so at least he would have a reason to invite his buddy to the 302 Police Officers' Home and he could reciprocate the kindness by treating him well.

Although the house isn't very big, it can still comfortably accommodate six or seven people in the living room.

"I understand...you're right."

Birthdays are definitely worth celebrating.

He Ye said meaningfully, looking at Nicole who was already overjoyed as soon as she finished speaking, and wondered why she was so happy on her birthday.

(End of this chapter)