Super Rich: It all started when I met a young woman in a sleeper car.

There was only one small lamp in the warehouse, so the light was dim.

"I'm delighted," Chen Xun said.

Lin Xinyue did not turn around.

Chen Xun walked over, took a bottle of water from the box next to him, unscrewed it, and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."

Lin Xinyue did not answer.

She stared at the boxes on the shelf for a long time before speaking.

"Big brother."

"Um."

Am I an idiot?

Chen Xun remained silent.

Lin Xinyue turned around and looked at him.

Her eyes were still red, but her expression was quite calm, the kind of calm that comes from holding back emotions.

"I saw the mark on Xiaotao's neck this morning," she said. "It's red, just below her ear."

Chen Xun's heart skipped a beat.

"At the time, I thought, 'Oh, is that so?'" Lin Xinyue smiled, a smile more painful than a grimace, "You two are together."

She sniffed.

"Actually, I've known for a long time that Xiaotao likes you, and you've been very good to her. I should have understood when I went to her house to meet her parents. But I just... I just feel uncomfortable."

She raised her hand to wipe her eyes; there were no tears, she had just rubbed them.

"I like you too, big brother." She said directly, her voice not loud, but very clearly in the quiet warehouse. "I've liked you since we were on the train. But I'm not as bold as Xiao Tao; she dares to say and do anything. I just dare to watch from the sidelines."

Chen Xun opened his mouth, as if to say something.

"Don't speak," Lin Xinyue interrupted him. "Let me finish."

She took a deep breath.

"When I saw that mark, it felt like needles were stabbing my heart. I know I have no right to say anything; it's your business if you're together. But I just feel terrible."

She looked at Chen Xun.

"Do you understand?"

Chen Xun nodded.

"Xiao Tao and I..." he began, then paused, "...it was love that led us together. I didn't intend to hurt anyone."

"I know," Lin Xinyue said. "You're not wrong, and Xiaotao isn't wrong either. I'm the one who's wrong, and I can't get over it myself."

She smiled again, this time not as badly, just a little bitter.

"Give me some time, okay? Let me digest this."

Chen Xun looked at her and nodded.

"OK."

The warehouse door was suddenly pushed open.

Li Qian stood at the door with a rag in her hand, looking at the two people inside.

"I'm looking for a rag," she said casually. "The one from before was dirty."

She came in and took a new one from the shelf.

"Are you finished talking?" she asked. "The lights are still on outside."

"We're done talking," Lin Xinyue said, her voice returning to its usual tone. "I'll head out now."

She walked past Chen Xun and out of the warehouse.

Li Qian glanced at Chen Xun, said nothing, and followed him out.

Chen Xun stood in the warehouse for a while before going out.

Business as usual in the afternoon.

Customers come and go, order, pay, and eat noodles.

Lin Xinyue was behind the cashier collecting money and giving change, her movements as smooth as ever.

But she didn't speak to Chen Xun.

A customer asked what the signature dish was. Before Chen Xun could answer, Lin Xinyue said, "The signature dish is braised beef, with an egg and sausage for eighteen."

When a customer places an order, Chen Xun goes to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Once the food was cooked and brought out, Lin Xinyue took it and placed it on the table, without glancing at Chen Xun once.

Yang Xiaotao was helping in the kitchen, occasionally peeking out to look outside.

She also sensed that something was wrong.

Lin Xinyue is usually the most talkative, and she can even chat with customers while working at the cashier. But today she's been incredibly quiet.

Yang Xiaotao was a little flustered.

She brought out two bowls of noodles, placed them on the guest's table, and glanced back at Chen Xun.

Chen Xun shook his head at her, signaling her not to ask.

Li Qian was tidying up the table, wiping it very carefully.

One student had finished eating but hadn't left; he was sitting there playing on his phone. Li Qian went over and said with a smile, "Student, we need to prepare for tonight's cleaning, you see..."

The student quickly stood up: "Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, welcome to come again next time." Li Qian saw him to the door.

She walked back to the cashier and said to Lin Xinyue, "Xinyue, what should we eat tonight? How about I order takeout?"

Lin Xinyue was counting money and didn't even look up: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

"That won't do," Li Qian said. "You've been busy all day, you need to eat something."

"I'm not hungry at all," Lin Xinyue said. "You guys eat, I'll go back after I finish inventorying."

Yang Xiaotao whispered, "Sister Xinyue, let me help you with the inventory check."

"No need," Lin Xinyue said. "I can go by myself."

That's a rather harsh statement.

Yang Xiaotao fell silent, lowered her head, and twisted the hem of her apron with her fingers.

Chen Xun walked over.

"I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight," he said. "The new store has been open for a month, and we haven't had a proper celebration yet."

Lin Xinyue paused in counting the money.

"You guys go ahead," she said. "I'm really not hungry."

"Xin Yue." Chen Xun looked at her.

Lin Xinyue looked up at Chen Xun, then quickly looked away.

"I'm not feeling well," she said. "I want to go home and rest as soon as possible."

Once these words are spoken, no one can offer any further advice.

Li Qian glanced at Chen Xun, indicating that she would let it go.

Chen Xun nodded.

"Okay, go home and get some rest," he said. "If you're still not feeling well tomorrow, just stay home and rest. We'll take care of things at the shop."

Lin Xinyue hummed in agreement and continued counting the money.

After closing, the four of them cleaned up together.

Lin Xinyue worked quickly, tidying up the cash register and locking the ledger in the drawer.

"I'm leaving now," she said, picking up her bag.

"I'll take you," Chen Xun said.

"No need," Lin Xinyue said, opening the door. "I'll take a taxi."

She walked out, the roller shutter behind her half-closed, and the streetlights outside shone in, casting a long shadow of her.

Yang Xiaotao stood at the kitchen doorway, looking outside.

Li Qian is wiping the last table.

Chen Xun put the broom down, walked to the door, pulled the roller shutter door down completely, and locked it.

The shop fell silent immediately.

"Big brother..." Yang Xiaotao said softly.

"It's alright," Chen Xun said. "Let's go back."

Three people got on the bus.

Yang Xiaotao sat in the passenger seat, and Li Qian sat in the back.

No one spoke on the street.

A slow song was playing on the radio, sung softly by a woman, with a slightly melancholic melody.

Chen Xun turned off the radio.

The car became even quieter.

Back in the apartment, I went upstairs.

The door to Lin Xinyue's room was closed, with a sliver of light shining through the crack under the door.

Yang Xiaotao stood at the door of her room, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Chen Xun.

"Big brother..."

"Go to bed early," Chen Xun said.

Yang Xiaotao nodded, opened the door, and went inside.

Li Qian walked to her room door, put her hand on the doorknob, and glanced back at Chen Xun.

"Sister Xinyue..." she paused, "...let's give her some time."

Chen Xun hummed in agreement.

Li Qian also entered the room.

Chen Xun stood in the living room for a while and poured himself a glass of water.

The light in Lin Xinyue's room was still on.

He walked to her door, raised his hand to knock, paused in mid-air, and then lowered it.

He returned to his room and closed the door.

The phone was on the bedside table, and the screen lit up briefly.

He picked it up and looked at it.

The system panel pops up.

Lin Xinyue's favorability rating is fluctuating.

It starts to drop from 85.

84...83...82...

It finally stopped at 80.

It stopped moving.

Chen Xun tossed his phone aside and lay down on the bed.

The ceiling was completely white.

He knew this wasn't over.

But he didn't know how it would end.