After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

Wen Zhiyue stood behind the treatment table changing the dressing of a young man with a scraped arm, but her gaze involuntarily followed Shen Ruo's figure.

Shen Ruogang came down from the top floor.

Her complexion was rosy.

Her lips were slightly swollen, and the corners of her eyes still held the lingering scent of spring.

Wen Zhiyue's fingers tightened suddenly as she gripped the tweezers.

The sounds she had heard at the top-floor lounge entrance at noon kept replaying in her mind.

Looking at Shen Ruo's rosy face, jealousy grew wildly like weeds, burning her insides with pain.

On what grounds?

Why should Shen Ruo be able to get Qi Wenshen in this lifetime?

Shen Ruo, so what if you two slept together?

Qi Wenshen can only be mine.

Wen Zhiyue had harsh words in her heart, but her eyes were a little sore.

The young man waiting for Wen Zhiyue to change her dressing was named Zhang Ze. He had a cut on his arm from being hit by an electric scooter, but the bleeding had stopped. He was just waiting for the dressing to be applied so he could go back to work as soon as possible.

He sat and waited for a long time, and saw that the nurse was staring at another nurse across from him without moving. Her eyes were cold and fierce, as if she wanted to eat him up, which made him feel very uneasy.

Zhang Ze secretly glanced at the nurse opposite him, then looked at the nurse in front of him, silently evaluating her in his mind.

They're all pretty, what's there to be jealous of?

Can't everyone just enjoy their own beauty?

He waited another half minute, but he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Although the wound on my arm has stopped bleeding, it still stings and burns.

Zhang Ze timidly urged, "Um... nurse... could you please change my medication first? I'm in a hurry..."

Wen Zhiyue came to her senses and realized that she had left the patient waiting for half a day.

She quickly put the tweezers back on the tray, put on a professional smile, and said in a soft and polite voice, "I'm sorry, I was distracted. I'll get you a new one right away."

She bent down and began the procedure: disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging.

Zhang Ze looked at her. Her technique was good, but the look in her eyes just now was terrifying.

By the time I got off work in the evening, night had already fallen in Beijing.

Shen Ruo got into Qi Wenshen's car, threw her bag into the back seat, slumped in the passenger seat, and let out a long sigh.

"worn out."

Qi Wenshen started the car.

He held the steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other to ruffle her hair.

Shen Ruo tilted her head to the side after being rubbed, like a cat being stroked, and squinted her eyes comfortably.

As if remembering something, she turned to look at Qi Wenshen, "I'm starting the night shift tomorrow night, for three days in a row."

Qi Wenshen hummed in agreement, "I also work the night shift."

Shen Ruo was taken aback. "Don't you have surgery tomorrow?"

"I've been transferred. The emergency room is short-staffed for the night shift, so I'll fill in."

Shen Ruo stared at his profile for two seconds, her lips curving upwards in an uncontrollable smile. "Director Qi, isn't your abuse of power a bit too obvious?"

"I didn't do it for personal gain; it was purely for the hospital's work needs."

"Yes, yes, it's necessary for work, it's necessary for work."

The car drove into the Xinghewan residential area.

Shen Ruo sat up straight and looked outside. "Let's stop at the courier station up ahead. I'll pick up the packages here. I bought quite a lot of things. I'll decorate it tonight when I get back."

Shen Ruo offered to help, but Qi Wenshen told her not to move.

A person loads a delivery box into the trunk of a car.

A Didi car was parked under a streetlamp at the entrance of Xinghewan residential area.

Wen Zhiyue sat in the back seat and looked through the car window at Shen Ruo standing there while Qi Wenshen was moving boxes.

Wen Zhiyue's fingers dug into the leather surface of the seat.

Galaxy Bend.

In her past life, Qi Wenshen also brought her to live here.

The words "Xinghewan" are still there, but the person living there has become Shen Ruo.

Ou Qi called, and Wen Zhiyue answered, her voice saying, "Feed?"

Ou Qi's voice was filled with worry, "Zhiyue, where did you go? I came back and you weren't in the dorm. I asked around, but nobody knew where you were."

"Just browsing around."

Wen Zhiyue said.

"Why didn't you invite me to go shopping? What are you doing shopping alone?"

"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and I'm back now."

After hanging up the phone, she took one last look at the brightly lit characters of Xinghewan, then said to the driver, "Driver, let's go."

When Shen Ruo and Qi Wenshen got home, they first unpacked the delivery boxes and scattered them all over the floor.

A ginger-yellow throw pillow.

A dark green carpet.

A round futon cushion.

A rattan flowerpot stand.

There's also a whole set of small ceramic ornaments, all in warm colors, which look very cozy.

Shen Ruo placed the cushions on the sofa one by one, directed Qi Wenshen to lay the dark green carpet under the coffee table, set up the rattan flower pot stand and placed it by the balcony door, and then put the small green plants she had bought on it.

She went to the bookshelf and arranged the small ornaments one by one.

"alright."

She clapped her hands, turned around, and pulled Qi Wenshen's hand to show him around. "How is it?"

The living room has indeed changed.

Warm yellow light shines on the carpet and cushions, the wicker flower pot stand is set off by lush green leaves, and the small ornaments on the bookshelf are arranged in a neat and orderly manner, and the whole room suddenly feels like home.

Qi Wenshen looked down at their clasped hands, then at the bright warmth in Shen Ruo's eyes, and smiled slightly. "Mm."

Shen Ruo's interest was piqued. She let go of his hand and ran towards the bar. "To celebrate, I'll show off my skills and let you try my cocktail."

When she placed her order, she also ordered all the ingredients for the wine.

Today, let's strike while the iron is hot and bring out all the bottles and jars.

Qi Wenshen leaned against the bar counter, arms crossed, watching her.

Wash the ice.

Measure the amount of wine.

Shake the pot.

Filtering ice.

Layered.

Gradual change.

Shen Ruo's movements as she mixed drinks were skillful, her fingers deftly controlling the cocktail shaker.

A short while later, the two drinks were mixed.

The top is a light pink, and there are wisps of blue lines slowly sinking to the bottom of the cup, like the sunset dipping into the sea, it's very beautiful.

Shen Ruo pushed one of the cups in front of him, "Try it."

Qi Wenshen picked up the bowl and took a small sip.

It's sweet with a slight astringency, a blend of fruity and wine aromas, smooth on the palate, but a bit harsh on the aftertaste.

He nodded. "It's delicious. What's it called?"

"Call it 'Encounter'."

Shen Ruo smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Meeting you after transmigrating into the book was the most beautiful encounter she had in this world.

Although they didn't know how it would end, at that moment he was hers, and she was his.

She picked up the cocktail shaker again and started mixing a second drink.

This time, the base color is deep red, with a layer of light gold foam floating on top, making the colors vibrant and flamboyant.

She pushed it forward, saying, "This is called love at first sight."

Then came the third glass, a clear and transparent liquid with a few pinkish flocculent particles floating in it, like falling peach petals.

"This is called being bound by countless threads of affection."

One cup after another was mixed, and Shen Ruo herself lost count of how many cups she had drunk.

At first, she sipped it slowly, but then she thought it tasted good and started drinking quickly, until her cheeks were flushed, her eyes started to glaze over, and she could see double.

"Shen Ruo, you're drunk."

Qi Wenshen reached out to take her cup.

Shen Ruo cupped Qi Wenshen's face in her hands and leaned closer to look at him.

The light shone from behind her, making her flushed face, flushed from drunkenness, look exceptionally beautiful. Her eyelashes were damp with moisture, blinking as she looked both pretty and pitiful.

"Qi Wenshen, why are you the male lead? Why... why can't you just be a background character? If you were just a background character, it would be so much better... then we could be together..."

The tipsy little woman asked in a pitiful voice, her tone soft and sticky, almost tearful.

Qi Wenshen held her swaying body, his brows furrowing slightly.

Male lead?

Passerby A?