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Qian Fan closed the bathroom door and returned to bed, lying down.
"What are you doing?" I curiously walked over.
"I'm going to tell you a secret," Qian Fan said with a smile, waving me over. "Come here."
"What is it?" I approached him with some skepticism.
"Whoosh!" Qian Fan suddenly pulled me into his arms.
"What are you doing?" I struggled.
"Don't move," Qian Fan said, holding me tightly. "Let me tell you this secret... I just took a shower, and I'm very clean."
"And then?" I blinked, "Let go of me."
"Just let me hold you for a while," Qian Fan whispered, "Consider it as you forgiving me."
"Oh." I obediently nestled into his embrace.
He had a faint scent on him that was very pleasant.
I yawned.
"Qian Fan," I asked softly, "Have you ever thought about breaking up with me?"
"No," Qian Fan's voice was clear.
"Oh." I closed my eyes, "I'm sleepy."
"Go to sleep," Qian Fan patted my back, "I'll always be with you."
"Mm." I fell asleep peacefully.
After a good night's dream, the next morning, I was still yawning when I ran into Cheng Lin and Zhang Yue.
As soon as Cheng Lin saw me, she started whispering to Zhang Yue.
Without a doubt, they were gossiping about me.
"Qian Fan," I called out.
"What's wrong?" Qian Fan walked over.
"I forgot to take Cheng Lin's toiletries." I walked over and threw Cheng Lin's toiletries to her. "Next time, don't bring your personal items into my boyfriend's room, especially since it's my boyfriend."
On the way back to school, Cheng Lin became increasingly isolated. She started to distance herself from us, and even Zhang Yue seemed to sense something, keeping her head down and silent. Only Xiaowan remained lively.
As for Qian Fan... he had changed. He had become cautious.
"Don't move!" He pressed down on my shoulder. "I'll help you walk."
"I'm fine," I said helplessly. "No need to be so nervous."
"That won't do." Qian Fan looked at me seriously. "What if you fall?"
"Let's take a shortcut," Xiaowan said cheerfully. "We can go through the hospital."
"No!" Both Qian Fan and I spoke at the same time.
"Why?" Xiaowan asked in confusion. "It's closer that way."
"Don't you know?" I said mysteriously. "That area used to be a residential building, but it caught fire and a little girl died in it. Every night, that little girl appears..."
"Ah!" Xiaowan was scared. "No... really?"
"Don't scare her!" Zhang Yue looked at me nervously. "Zixuan, stop talking."
"Okay, okay." I waved my hand. "No more ghost stories; we'll take the long way around."
All the way, Xiaowan kept asking if it was true, still frightened.
"It's fake," I laughed. "I was just kidding."
"Whoa..." Xiaowan sighed in relief. "I thought so."
"But..." I changed my tone. "That area really used to be a residential building, and there was indeed a fire; it's just that..."
"Enough!" Zhang Yue grabbed Xiaowan's arm. "Stop it; you've scared Xiaowan already."
"Alright." I shrugged and fell silent.
Qian Fan remained quiet throughout.
On the way back, he and I walked hand in hand, taking our time.
"Qian Fan, are you scared?" I asked him playfully.
"I'm not scared," Qian Fan smiled, "I just don't like going to the hospital."
"Why?" I tilted my head to look at him.
"I..." Qian Fan opened his mouth, then smiled again, "It's nothing, let's go."
I nodded and didn't ask further.
I could tell that his complexion was not good.
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