kingnovel Chapter 1447 Lin Shenjianyu: Can you pick me up from the airport?
Chapter 1447 Lin Shenjianyu: Can you pick me up from the airport?
Wang Yuran unpacked the cotton swabs, took one out, dipped it in a little iodine, and then turned slightly to approach Lin Junze. Her gaze fell on the wound on his cheek, where bloodstains still remained. A shallow scratch extended along his jawline, looking somewhat gruesome.
Her movements were very gentle and careful; she gently wiped the blood around the wound with a cotton swab, afraid of hurting him.
Lin Junze's body stiffened instantly, his breath catching in his throat for a moment. He could clearly feel her warm breath on his cheek, carrying a faint medicinal scent, yet it brought him a strange sense of peace.
Looking into her focused eyes, at her slightly furrowed brows, and at her careful movements as she cleaned her wound, his anxiety vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable joy and gratitude. He finally realized that Wang Yuran wasn't angry; she was concerned about him.
This realization was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, creating ripples. He could feel his heart racing, his cheeks slightly flushed, and a warm feeling of being remembered and cherished spread through his heart, almost overwhelming him.
He tried his best to suppress his emotions and appear calm, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, and the smile in his eyes sparkled like stars, impossible to hide.
The feeling of enjoying her care naturally flowed out, pure and sincere.
"Does it hurt?" Wang Yuran paused in wiping her wound, looked up at him, and spoke in a calm tone, but with a hint of barely perceptible concern.
"It doesn't hurt." Lin Junze quickly shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse, his eyes fixed on hers. "With you applying the medicine for me, it doesn't hurt at all." His tone was deliberately ingratiating, yet it sounded incredibly sincere.
Wang Yuran didn't reply, but simply lowered her head again to continue applying the medicine. She gently applied the anti-inflammatory ointment to the wound, her movements as tender as if she were handling a rare treasure. The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the leaves, falling on her hair and casting a soft golden glow.
Lin Junze gazed at her quietly, his heart filled with peace and happiness. He knew he still had a long way to go and much effort to put in before he could truly enter her heart, make her lower all her guard, and willingly accept his companionship.
But at this moment, being cared for so gently by her, he already felt incredibly content.
The streetlights grew brighter, casting their shadows close together. A faint scent of medicine filled the air, mingled with a subtle warmth. The atmosphere, initially chilled by the fight, softened and became gentle. Lin Junze gazed at Wang Yuran's focused profile, his smile deepening.
The warm glow of the streetlights bathed the two of them, casting long, lingering shadows beside the bench. Lin Junze watched Wang Yuran's movements as she bent down to tidy up the cotton swabs and ointment. His gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, remained fixed on her profile the entire time, never wavering.
Those eyes held a shimmering light, like a night sky filled with starlight, carrying an undisguised infatuation and tenderness. It was a pure and dependent look after completely letting down one's guard, a perfect example of "starry-eyed" eyes, completely dispelling the cold aura from the fight just now.
Wang Yuran stuffed the last cotton swab into the ointment box, raised her hand to put the things into her bag, and just as her fingertips touched the bag strap and she was about to get up, her wrist was grabbed by a warm force and she was suddenly pulled back onto the bench.
She stumbled unexpectedly, and when she looked up, she met Lin Junze's starry eyes. Her nose almost touched his cheek. The faint smell of blood on him had been diluted by the refreshing scent of the ointment, leaving only his unique and reassuring woody fragrance.
"Yu Ran," Lin Junze's voice was extremely soft, with a hint of coquetry that was almost imperceptible, completely different from his usual calm and capable demeanor, "I need to leave for a few days to go on a business trip to a neighboring city." He held her wrist very lightly, with a cautious probing, afraid of displeasing her, "When I come back, could you... pick me up at the airport?"
His voice rose slightly at the end, carrying a hint of anticipation and trepidation, like a child waiting for a reward. His eyes were fixed on Wang Yuran's eyes, unwilling to miss any subtle expression on her face.
Wang Yuran raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before quickly regaining her usual composure. She neither immediately agreed nor directly refused, but simply withdrew her wrist from his grasp, took out her phone from her bag, and opened her schedule.
Her fingertip slid lightly across the screen, and when she saw the business trip dates Lin Junze mentioned, she suddenly paused, her pupils contracted slightly, and a sense of relief washed over her. She finally understood why Lin Junze had suddenly suggested a business trip—those days happened to be her pre-booked days off.
Could it be that this guy deliberately postponed his work so that he could accompany her throughout the entire process, waiting until her days off when she didn't have to go to court or meet with parties involved before tackling the backlog of work?
Once the thought popped into her head, it quickly entwined her thoughts like vines. She looked up at Lin Junze and saw that his face still held that expectant look, his expression unchanged, as if he were simply stating something trivial.
But Wang Yuran keenly noticed the barely perceptible blush on his ears and the barely concealed smugness in the depths of his eyes—a cunning and triumphant expression that seemed to say, "You've discovered my little secret, but I just won't admit it."
"Your work is arranged 'just right'," Wang Yuran said, withdrawing her gaze and lightly tapping the screen with her fingertips. Her tone remained calm, yet carried a subtle hint of teasing. She didn't call it out, but she tacitly accepted this deliberate accommodation. This unspoken understanding made the atmosphere in the air even more gentle.
Upon hearing this, Lin Junze's smile deepened, and the starlight in his eyes shone even brighter: "Just happened to be there, I was lucky." He continued her sentence, his tone almost overflowing with secret smugness, but he forcibly suppressed it, only daring to hide it in his eyes.
As night deepened, the streets became increasingly deserted, and the cool autumn breeze gently brushed against their hair. Lin Junze stood up and handed Wang Yuran his hand, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Without hesitation, Wang Yuran placed her hand in his palm. His hand was large and warm, tightly enveloping hers and continuously transmitting warmth. The two walked side by side under the streetlights, their shadows stretched long, sometimes overlapping, sometimes separating, much like the winding path of their destiny. Only this time, Lin Junze did not head towards the hotel, but led her in the opposite direction.
"Aren't we going back to the hotel?" Wang Yuran frowned slightly, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
“I’m not going back to the hotel.” Lin Junze turned to look at her, his eyes serious and firm. “Go to my place.” He paused and explained, “The security measures at my place are much better than the hotel’s. There are security guards patrolling 24 hours a day, and there is full surveillance coverage. After the intimidation that happened before, I don’t feel comfortable letting you stay in a hotel.”