Chapter 69 - 69 69 Capture the Scene

69: Chapter 69: Capture the Scene 69: Chapter 69: Capture the Scene Bo Jingshen looked thoughtfully at the door lock for a moment before following Su Lu into the house.

She bent over and rummaged through the shoe cabinet for a pair of slippers for him.

As she stood up, she nearly lost her balance, but Bo Jingshen firmly steadied her.

Su Lu straightened up and handed him the slippers, “Wear these.”

The slippers, men’s, didn’t look new.

Despite her feeling unwell and not in the best condition, Bo Jingshen couldn’t help but ask, “Are these Gu Xin’s?”

Su Lu, somewhat delirious from the fever, docile as a rabbit, shook her head while changing into her own indoor slippers, “He hardly stays here, these belong to my brother.”

When she said he hardly stayed here, it was because she had bought the apartment when she married Gu Xin.

In the first two years of their marriage, to keep up appearances for their parents, Gu Xin would sometimes spend a night here.

But that had ceased long ago, and the property had been transferred to Su Lu’s name early on.

It was her own private residence now, with Gu Xin only sometimes coming over for a cup of tea and a chat before leaving.

So there used to be some of Gu Xin’s things in the house, but over the last two years, virtually nothing remained.

Hearing that Gu Xin didn’t live here, Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, slipped on the slippers, and walked into the living room, silently surveying the surroundings.

It indeed looked like a woman’s single-occupancy home, with no wedding pictures of her and Gu Xin or anything of the sort.

On a side cabinet, there were framed photos of Su Lu with Cheng Youran, as well as Su Lu with Su Zhe and another boy, but none of Gu Xin.

Bo Jingshen silently observed his surroundings while he fetched her a glass of water, opened the medicine box, took out a fever reducer, and handed it to Su Lu.

Su Lu sat on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket.

Though foggy from fever, she somewhat belatedly grasped the situation, took the capsules, put them in her mouth, and swallowed them with water.

She looked up at Bo Jingshen.

How did it…

come to this?

How did she let him come up, in the middle of the night?

“Why did you come?” Su Lu asked softly.

Bo Jingshen touched her forehead and then pressed down on her shoulders to help her lie down on the sofa.

“You’ve always been sensitive; I guessed you might feel uncomfortable tonight,” Bo Jingshen said, “after all, there’s a precedent.”

Hearing this, Su Lu was initially confused.

But soon she remembered an incident from when they were dating in Hai City—there had been a haunted house traveling exhibition, an international award-winning team that rented spaces to set up and open for periods of time.

Su Lu had gone with Bo Jingshen, and honestly, it had been truly terrifying.

Bo Jingshen got so scared, he nearly hit one of the employees playing a character.

Instead, Su Lu seemed much steadier, even managing to calm him down.

But she ended up with a high fever that night, and by the time Bo Jingshen arrived at the hospital, she was already receiving IV treatment.

The doctor said it wasn’t due to any illness but was likely a physical stress response to the fright.

Some people don’t express their emotions immediately, like fear; they might suppress it, looking like they’re holding it all in.

But sometimes, the body reacts honestly, like her sudden fever.

That’s why, even though Bo Jingshen had already bathed and gone to bed, he suddenly remembered this problem she’d always had, getting scared but often looking completely composed afterward.

But who knew, she might secretly fall ill in the night.

This left Bo Jingshen unable to sleep, worrying and deciding to check on her, only realizing his folly once he’d reached downstairs.

He was about to smoke a cigarette and leave when he actually did run into her.

Realizing all this, Su Lu also understood why, when he was downstairs earlier touching her face, he had murmured “I knew it.”

“I’m alright,” Su Lu said, wrapped in her blanket, bending her eyes at him in a smile, “I’ll be fine once the fever goes down.”

Bo Jingshen was probably getting angrier the more he thought about it, his sharp eyebrows tightly furrowed as he said, “Once we catch this person, I’ll make sure they pay.”

It was unclear whether it was the medication taking effect or just the presence of someone by her side that even in danger, she felt reassured.

Su Lu started to feel drowsy and gradually couldn’t keep her eyes open, sinking into a deep sleep.

While she slept hazily, she could feel a cool towel being placed on her forehead, which was very comfortable.

Whenever it was no longer cool, it would be taken away, and a moment later it would be replaced, cool once again.

It wasn’t until the sky began to brighten that Su Lu’s fever subsided.

Bo Jingshen looked at the number on the thermometer, let out a sigh of relief, and stood up.

He was feeling a bit hungry, as staying up all night sometimes made it hard to feel tired, but rather easy to feel hungry.

Bo Jingshen glanced at Su Lu, still sound asleep on the couch, then quietly changed his shoes and stepped out, planning to buy some food.

He closed the apartment door, pressed the elevator button, and as he stood waiting in front of the elevator doors, Bo Jingshen turned his gaze toward her apartment’s door lock and his lips slightly curled.

Exiting the elevator and just stepping out of the building,

Bo Jingshen once again encountered a stern face, nearly identical to the scene outside the restroom at Lan Restaurant.

Su Zhe, dressed in quick-dry athletic wear and running shoes with a slight sweat on his hair tips, was also holding a bag of breakfast.

He had originally planned to deliver breakfast to Su Lu because she had been feeling unwell in her stomach the past few days and he was a bit worried about her.

Who would have thought?

So early in the morning, at the bottom of Su Lu’s apartment, to see Bo Jingshen just coming down from her place.

One didn’t need Su Zhe’s sharp mind to guess that Bo Jingshen might have stayed overnight at Su Lu’s.

Bo Jingshen: “…”

Although Bo Jingshen wasn’t particularly daunted by encountering Su Zhe, he still felt the situation was rather vexing.

Su Zhe looked at him coldly, said nothing, and simply walked past him, intending to enter the building and go upstairs.

As he passed by Bo Jingshen, Bo Jingshen said, “She hasn’t woken up yet.”

Su Zhe coldly replied, “You needn’t bother yourself.

I think my last words to President Bo went completely unheeded.”

Bo Jingshen didn’t want to have a confrontation with Su Zhe, but still felt the need to state his case.

“This is a private matter between Su Lu and me.”

At his words, Su Zhe just curved his lips into a smile devoid of any warmth and said, “Fine.”

And then he didn’t say anything more, continuing on his way into the building.

Bo Jingshen sighed softly as he left the apartment complex.

He was quite tired and had secretly planned to grab something to eat nearby, take some back, and then rest a while at Su Lu’s place.

It seemed that was not going to be possible now.

He took out his phone and dialed a number, “It’s me.

Come pick me up.”