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

On this day at the end of the month, Shen Ruo carefully examined the back of her neck in front of the mirror.

The horrifying, ugly scar has fallen off, leaving only a small, faint red mark.

Qi Wenshen bought her several tubes of scar removal cream from a well-known foreign brand; each small tube cost several thousand yuan.

Shen Ruo unscrewed the cap and smelled it. It didn't have a special fragrance, but it felt cool when applied.

She applies it twice a day, morning and evening, and after applying it, she gently presses it with her palms for a while to allow the ointment to penetrate her skin.

Sometimes Qi Wenshen would massage her, but his massage would wander off to other places.

The implication, both overt and covert, is that it's time to sleep.

During this time, Qi Wenshen also secretly bought her clothes.

When Shen Ruo opened the wardrobe door that day, she was stunned.

The closet was full of clothes, all neatly hung and categorized. On the left were everyday clothes, on the right were pajamas, and in the bottom drawer were underwear and socks.

She reached out and touched the fabric; it felt so good that she didn't want to let go. She recognized the brands on the tags; they were from specialty stores, some of which cost her a year's salary.

She turned her head and glanced at Qi Wenshen.

The man was leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on her face, as if observing her reaction.

When did you buy it?

Shen Ruo glanced at the price tag, then put it down, her heart skipping a beat.

Qi Wenshen's gaze lingered on her face for a moment. "I had it delivered directly from the store a few days ago; the size should be right."

She casually pulled out a white T-shirt and compared it to her own; the shoulder width was just right, the length was just right, and the waistline was just right.

He pulled out another pair of jeans; the waist and length were just right.

Then I continued to look through those clothes. The everyday ones were normal, with a good fit and regular colors—white, gray, and light blue—nothing too fancy or flashy.

But when she turned to the side with her pajamas, her fingers paused.

Sheer fabrics, lace, spaghetti straps, V-necks, open backs—the amount of fabric is so minimal that it's unclear whether it's to save costs or a deliberate design choice.

These pajamas.

She took a deep breath and mentally defined Qi Wenshen.

Meng Sao.

Possessive.

They were dressed conservatively on the outside, but their pajamas were increasingly revealing.

She couldn't find any other words to describe the contrast.

Shen Ruo closed the cabinet door, turned around, looked at the man still leaning against the door frame, and couldn't help but smile. "Cousin, are those pajamas you bought for me?"

Qi Wenshen looked at her calmly, "Otherwise what?"

"Are you sure you'll be able to sleep after I wear it?"

Qi Wenshen's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he straightened up and walked over.

With one hand on the wardrobe door and the other around her waist, he encircled her between himself and the wardrobe. "I can't sleep when you're wearing those pajamas in front of me, but I can't sleep even more when you're not wearing them."

Shen Ruo's ears burned from the shock of his words.

She reached out and pushed his chest. "Look at what you bought. Each piece has less and less fabric. Why didn't you ask me to come with you when you went shopping?"

"I know your size."

When was the measurement taken?

"While you're asleep."

Shen Ruo punched him lightly, then crawled out of his arms and pretended to tidy up the clothes in the closet.

"Ruoruo".

"Um?"

"Try all those pajamas once your neck is better."

Shen Ruo paused in her folding of clothes.

A moment later, the corners of her mouth slowly curved up, and she said softly, "Cousin, when I'm wearing it, you'd better come back after your surgery soon."

Qi Wenshen: "..."

……

When Shen Ruo arrived at the nurses' station today, she heard Zhou Lan talking to Xiao Chen.

Zhou Lan flipped through a stack of documents, saying, "I heard from Head Nurse Lin that another batch of intern nurses will be arriving tomorrow, but there aren't many spots available, only two or three, and none of them will be assigned to our department. They've all been snatched up by the internal medicine and surgery departments."

Shen Ruo paused slightly as she changed her clothes.

Intern nurse.

A new batch.

The thought that hadn't surfaced in her mind for a long time.

Among the new intern nurses, will there be one named Wen Zhiyue?

Her heart started beating faster for no apparent reason.

Shen Ruo's hand remained suspended in mid-air for a long while without moving.

Zhou Lan noticed her odd behavior and nudged her. "What are you doing? Why are you spacing out?"

Shen Ruo snapped out of her thoughts, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. I didn't sleep well last night."

She said it was nothing, but her mind was already racing.

The female protagonist's halo is a standard feature in the original work.

Wen Zhiyue is beautiful, gentle, and highly capable. Everyone likes her, including the male lead.

She's just a random passerby; wouldn't it be suicide for her to go head-to-head with the female lead?

In the original story, the original owner of this body was always at odds with the female lead, and in the end, he was tortured to death.

Although the female lead was born before her.

Given her current relationship with Qi Wenshen, what if the female lead's halo is irrational and the plot pushes her towards a tragic direction?

What should I do?

run away?

This was the first thought that popped into Shen Ruo's mind.

Although my internship isn't over yet, what if there's an emergency at home and I have to go back to my hometown?

Or what if you feel unwell and need to take a leave of absence from school?

She could find an excuse to leave early, away from this place of trouble, so that Wen Zhiyue and Qi Wenshen could be together and love each other.

But she suppressed the thought less than three seconds later.

How did she get away?

If she suddenly says she wants to leave, would Qi Wenshen agree?

When he asked her why, how did she explain?

Is it because you'll fall for someone else in the future, so I need to run away now?

Qi Wenshen was afraid he would look at her like she was a mental patient.

Besides, she didn't want to leave.

There are too many reasons why she doesn't want to leave.

Aunt, Zhou Lan, Xiao Chen... and Qi Wenshen.

Shen Ruoshen sorted out the mess in his mind and decided to take it one step at a time.

So what if the female lead comes?

Qi Wenshen is her destined partner, so she should just give up on him.

If all else fails, it's not too late to find a way to escape then.

Thinking about it this way, she felt a little more at ease.

When it was time to leave work, Shen Ruo did not wait for Qi Wenshen.

She walked out with Zhou Lan, chatting casually, and before they knew it, they had reached the parking lot.

Zhou Lan has her own car. She took out her keys, waved to Shen Ruo, and said, "I'll be going now. See you tomorrow."

Shen Ruo nodded, watched Zhou Lan's car drive away, and then stood at the entrance of the parking lot, waiting for Qi Wenshen.

Not long after, Qi Wenshen walked up to her, glanced at her, and asked, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Shen Ruo turned her head, her face now bearing her usual sweet smile, revealing no trace of her worries.

"I was chatting with Zhou Lan and before I knew it, I had walked over here. She drove off first, so I'll just wait for you here."

Qi Wenshen hummed in agreement.

Shen Ruo followed beside him, watching his tall figure.

If Wen Zhiyue really comes tomorrow, how will he feel when he sees her?

Do you feel that sense of familiarity, like you've seen it somewhere before?

Shen Ruo bit her lower lip, feeling a tightness in her chest.

……

Meanwhile, at the same time, in a girls' dormitory on the other side of the city.

Wen Zhiyue lay on the bed, holding a book in her hand, the pages of which were already wrinkled from being pinched by her fingertips.