Chapter 1019: The Story of Ling and Heng (282)
Chapter 1019: The Story of Ling and Heng (282)
"Don't care about who he is. He is someone who cares about me. There's no need to make him your enemy." Feng Ling's tone was direct. She took another sip of the tea and continued. "Mr. Li, although I know my words may be useless, but I advise you to take a clear look at your status and stop living next door. Los Angeles is where you should be at; this is Boston."
"Do I need you to tell me where I should go?" The man appeared to be well-aware of his circumstances. He did not ask more about that Student Chen, who delivered ginger tea over, but his gaze remained unhappy. He glanced at the time and picked up the keys she left on her shoe shelf.
"Why are you taking my keys?" Feng Ling had seen the man's movements.
"You're already this ill. Didn't you think of going out to buy medicine? I'll go get some for you."
"Why did you take my keys...?"
"What if you pretend to be dead and refuse to open the door for me?" The man spoke as if this was the way things were supposed to be.
Feng Ling watched him coldly. "If you know that I don't wish to see you, why do you insist on clinging onto me? I never knew that Mr. Li was this shameless; you're harder to shake off than a sticky gum."
"Are you finally admitting that you dumped me?" The man glanced back at her. Feng Ling's gaze was cold. However, right before she could snap, he opened the door and left, closing the door behind him without hesitation.
Naturally, this was because he held her keys in his hands.
As the door was being shut, Feng Ling's expression turned strange.
What on earth?
In a relationship, wasn't the unfaithful party the one at fault? Why did Li Nanheng act as though she was the one who dumped him?
Feng Ling faced the door and rolled her eyes. She then picked up the bowl to swallow everything down.
In the end, the burning, spicy liquid caused her body to stiffen instantly. She resisted the urge to spit it out and forced herself to swallow it down.
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Half an hour later, the man acted as though this was his own home. He directly used her keys to unlock her door.
Most of the condo buildings in this area were somewhat old. A portion of the apartments were not fitted with electronic locks and could only be unlocked with keys.
Feng Ling heard the keys' noise in his hand and stood up to snatch the medicine and keys away from him. "All right. I'll take the medicine before I sleep. You can leave now."
Li Nanheng lifted his hand slightly, causing her to miss the mark. She did not manage to take the medicine and keys away and almost staggered into his arms instead.
Feng Ling rushed to take a step back. She looked up at the things he was holding and pursed her lips. Her gaze was annoyed, but she was too lazy to fight him. When it came to this sort of men, the more one fought with him, the harder it was to shake him off.
She turned away without looking at him. In the first place, she had fallen sick because his scent was all over her apartment. He was the reason she had slept poorly. If she had known that he was right next door, she would have made preparations to face him again. Instead, she endured the cold for an entire night and became this ill.
Li Nanheng tossed her keys back onto her shoe shelf and placed the medicine on the coffee table. He then poured her a glass of water. "You just had ginger tea. Take your medicine half an hour later. The cold medicine and antibiotics should be taken separately. Make sure to give it sometime before you take the second one. If you forget to take it before you sleep, I'll give you a call to remind you."
"You know my number?" Feng Ling asked subconsciously.
"Is that strange?" The man watched her.
Feng Ling looked away.
It wasn't strange.
He was Li Nanheng, of course, it wasn't strange.
Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, Li Nanheng did not say more. He walked around her apartment. "You haven't gone out for the past two days. How did you manage to catch a cold?"
The reason was both moronic and shameful. Feng Ling did not answer.
Li Nanheng had already stepped into her bedroom. He checked the windows and saw that they were tightly shut. However, the air in her room was quite stale. He adjusted the air-conditioner to a suitable temperature and glanced back to see the well-lit bathroom.
When he entered the bathroom, he did not pause to consider anything. However, he still subconsciously looked up at the drying rack.
The two sets of cute underwear had already been pulled away.
The drying rack was empty.
Li Nanheng suddenly felt the urge to laugh at himself. He actually thought that it was a pity?
After checking her room to see if there were any possible causes for her cold, Li Nanheng did not insist on staying any longer. Before leaving, he made sure to remind her to take her medication.
After returning to his apartment, the man took out the set of keys he had replicated earlier and placed it on his shelf.
He glanced back to look at the shelf and sighed with a smile. He then shook his head.
Her evasion skills were indeed not bad. However, she still lacked some life experience; she did not know that spare sets of keys could be easily made. Thankfully, her personality was reticent, and she did not attract too many men with poor intentions. Otherwise, she would surely be caught off guard; she wouldn't even know how her house was completely taken over.
In the end, she was still that Feng Ling, who was half-aware of most things. The Feng Ling whose character was cold and mild. No matter how much she tried on her own, her personality remained the same.
Late at night.
Feng Ling had slept at home for two days. After drinking the ginger tea, her whole body had burned up. She remembered to take her cold medication and knew that she had to take her antibiotics before sleeping. She was about to head to bed when her phone suddenly rang.
With one glance, she saw that the area code for that phone number belonged to Los Angeles. She knew without guessing that the call was from the person next door. She directly hung up the call and went to take her medication.
After taking her medication, she turned off the lights and laid down on her bed. She turned to look out of the windows and saw that the next-door apartment was well-lit.
Did this man enjoy living next to her so much?
That year, he had also used such a method to force her to stay next door. As a result, they were almost inseparable every day.
Was he employing the same tactics again?
A married man.
How unprincipled did he have to be to believe that repeating such methods would allow him back into her heart?
Feng Ling shifted away her cold gaze and closed her eyes. She deleted that man who had no place in her life away from her mind.
Li Nanheng saw from his apartment that her lights were turned off. He then lowered his head to look at his phone; his call had been rejected. He placed his phone down and opened his windows to step onto his balcony.
The place she stayed in was extremely quiet. At 11:00 p.m., not a single sound could be heard.
The man lit a cigarette. The flickering starlight stayed between his fingertips as he casually leaned against the balcony. He faced the night sky and blew out a ring of smoke. He then shifted his gaze onto the next door windows and the pitch-black room inside.