Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Song Jingmo sat down with a simple plate of food in his hand.

A serving of rice, a serving of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, a small portion of steamed pork ribs, and a basket of crab roe buns.

Just as I picked up my chopsticks, I saw Lu Er sit down on my left like a little tail, her bright peach blossom eyes sparkling.

"I just learned a secret!"

Lu Er lowered her voice, like a kitten that had just stolen some fish, "Do you want to know?"

Song Jingmo didn't even lift his eyelids, picked up a piece of pork rib, and said in a flat tone, "Not interested."

He had seen Lu Er and Liu Yuan chatting and laughing from afar. He knew perfectly well what their so-called secret was.

Her eagerness to share was extinguished by a bucket of cold water, and Lu Er's smile instantly vanished, her lips pursed in a wronged manner.

Thinking back to how cautiously I begged to be taken in last night, a pang of sadness welled up inside me.

Lowering her hand from under her chin, Lu Er said in a muffled voice, "That night, you were clearly worried about me."

"Why do you still refuse me even after I've already begged you?"

Song Jingmo paused in his act of picking up food, and the noisy background noise of the cafeteria seemed to freeze at that moment.

After a long silence, he slowly put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes, and looked calmly at the person beside him.

His eyes were as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless, icy pool: "Back then, I hoped you would hate me."

Song Jingmo's voice was low, carrying an almost cruel calmness.

But it was like a boulder thrown into Lu Er's heart lake, stirring up huge waves.

Lu Er suddenly looked up, her pupils contracted sharply, and she stared at the person in disbelief.

Song Jingmo met the gaze of the person present and spoke clearly and slowly, word by word: "If one cannot be loved..."

He paused, seemingly considering his words, before finally saying, "Hate, that's fine too."

"At least..." Song Jingmo lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing all the emotions in them.

Her voice was so soft it almost seemed to dissipate into the air, "You won't forget me."

During the six years of no contact, he assumed that Lu Er had forgotten everything.

Lu Er was completely stunned, her heart aching with pain: "I have never hated you, nor have I ever thought of forgetting everything."

He didn't find that night particularly unpleasant.

"I went to look for you later, but I couldn't find you anymore." Lu Ertao's eyes held a faint sadness. "I thought you didn't want to see me."

Song Jingmo: "But in six years, you've never contacted me."

Lu Er's eyes welled up with tears: "I don't dare, I'm afraid you'll be like them, and won't want me either."

She muttered to herself, "You've been ignoring me too..."

"I'm sick." Song Jingmo didn't want to say anything more and picked up his chopsticks again.

When she spoke again, her tone had returned to its usual indifference: "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Lu Er shook her head, her voice a little hoarse: "I don't want to eat."

After saying that, she sat quietly to the side, watching Song Jingmo eat slowly and methodically, her mind a complete mess.

"Hey, Dr. Song, you brought your family to the cafeteria for lunch today?" A cheerful male voice chimed in.

Although Lu Er was wearing a mask, her outstanding temperament and eyes were still very eye-catching.

Fu Yanxiu smiled and looked Lu Er up and down. "Your bone structure is so exquisite and beautiful, just like an AI model. It's as pleasing to the eye as looking at a celebrity."

Song Jingmo raised his head, glanced at Fu Yanxiu, and then looked at Lu Er, who had her head down.

He calmly corrected her, "They're not family members, just friends."

The word "friend" felt like two fine needles, gently pricking Lu Er's heart.

The emotions that had just surged because of the phrase "it's okay to hate" were now mixed with a touch of disappointment.

At this moment, Director Huang from the Administrative Affairs Office walked over with a tray of food: "Perfect timing, since you're all here, I have something to tell you."

"Next week is Nurses' Day, and our hospital is holding a joint event with several other hospitals."

"The hospital has decided that you and Yin Siyao will be the face of our hospital and attend to make our hospital director proud."

Without even thinking, Song Jingmo refused outright: "Director Huang, I have something to do next week and can't go."

Director Huang was clearly prepared: "Most of the other single young doctors have already taken turns going. You've only been at the hospital for a short time, so this is a good opportunity to get to know more people!"

"This is a task assigned to you by the hospital; it concerns the image of Kangren Hospital, so you can't shirk it!"

Fu Yanxiu, standing to the side, eagerly chimed in, "Dr. Song, let's go together! You have no idea how much my family is pressuring me to get married!"

"We're so busy in this line of work, we're practically running around on our feet, where are we supposed to find a partner? These kinds of social events are an exclusive perk, I heard that everyone attending this time is an elite from various departments, lots of beautiful women and handsome men!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Siyao, who had just walked over and was also about to refuse, hesitated.

His family is pressuring him quite a bit.

Upon hearing this, Leng Keyan became anxious and immediately volunteered, "Director Huang, I also want to go. Although I'm still an intern, I'll definitely stay at Kangren after graduation."

Director Huang glanced at Leng Keyan, thought for a moment, and decided that having more people would make things more lively.

He nodded in agreement: "Okay, you can come along too. It'll be easier to get people to join us later if you meet more people."

Lu Er listened from the side, her heart leaping into her throat.

Social gathering?

It's just a blind date event, isn't it?

Song Jingmo is going on a blind date.

The thought of Song Jingmo going on blind dates with other people made Lu Er involuntarily nervous, and her fingers secretly clenched the hem of her clothes.

After dinner, Song Jingmo took people for a walk in the hospital's small garden to help them digest.

The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled light on the two people and casting two intertwined shadows.

Lu Er hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking in a low voice, "That social gathering... do you really have to go?"

Song Jingmo stopped and turned around, his deep gaze falling on Lu Er's uneasy face. Instead of answering, he asked, "Why don't you want me to go?"

Lu Er's heart skipped a beat at the question, and she instinctively lowered her head. Staring at the tips of her shoes, she stammered, unable to give a coherent answer.

Looking at the man's expression, Song Jingmo's eyes darkened, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger: "The list has already been submitted, so I will definitely go."

Lu Er's heart sank suddenly.

However, Song Jingmo did not finish speaking.

He took another step forward, closing the distance between them, lowering his voice slightly, carrying a strange guiding tone and a hint of barely perceptible expectation:

"unless······"

Lu Er immediately raised her head and stared at the person expectantly.

"There is a legitimate and reasonable reason."

Song Jingmo's gaze was fixed on Lu Er, as if trying to see through her truest thoughts.

Then his tone took on a serious warning, "But you'd better not do things like taking cold showers or deliberately exposing yourself to cold air, which will make you sick."

Lu Er's face flushed instantly, feeling embarrassed that her little thoughts had been completely seen through.

He's not stupid enough to resort to the same old trick...

He understood the principle of "things shouldn't happen more than three times."

"I...I didn't..." Lu Er tried to explain, but her voice was so weak that it was not convincing at all.

Song Jingmo stopped talking and just stared at the person, his eyes seeming to say, "I've given you a chance. How you respond is up to you."

The evening breeze carried the warmth of early summer and the fragrance of grass and trees, but it could not dispel the tug-of-war between the two, which was filled with unspoken words and surging emotions.

Lu Er's heart was pounding in her chest. An answer was on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't muster the courage to say it.

They could only watch helplessly as Song Jingmo turned around again and continued walking forward.