We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

In Grandma's yard, everyone gathered around a large iron pot with burning wood, the aroma filling the air. They ate with great relish.

As the Soviet soldiers ate and drank, their friends couldn't help but ask, "Old Su, what kind of wine is this? It's so delicious! Where did you get it?"

Su Jun chuckled and said, "How is it? Okay? This is what my son brought back. Yesterday, Lao Wu and I didn't see the label, so we opened it out of curiosity, and here it is. The aroma of the wine is wonderful, the whole room smells delicious."

Tie Tou chuckled and said, "Uncle, I have to ask you for this wine! You're absolutely right!"

The Soviet soldier was shocked and said, "Uncle, I'm not exaggerating. I've been drinking all my life, and I've never had such good wine before."

Distracted, Su Weile looked up, frowned, and said, "I'll buy you more later if you like it. When did I buy it? I don't remember."

Uncle Su said, "You don't remember it after only two days? Didn't you bring it back from Jinhai? You said it was a gift from your good friend."

Su Weile's heart clenched upon hearing this. It was the wine Tang Shaowu had given to her father.

Su Weile's maternal grandmother then added, "Lele's friends gave so many gifts, all of them very nice. The traditional pastries they brought back are especially delicious, unlike the ones the choir sisters bought on their trip to Jinhai. They're so much better! I even took some to my old friends today, and everyone raved about them!"

Su Jun held the bottle with obvious delight, saying, "The thing is, your old brand is fine, at least it has a name. If you want some, I'll take a bus to Jinhai to buy it for you. The problem is, I don't have any of this wine. Where am I supposed to find it after I finish this?"

Everyone burst into laughter. "Lele, quickly ask your friends where you can buy this wine, otherwise your dad will be dying of craving!"

Su Weile said angrily, "Why are you asking? He's a very busy person and doesn't have time to talk to me. It's good that my dad doesn't drink any other alcohol anymore; he should just quit drinking altogether."

Grandpa put a piece of fish on Su Weile's plate and said, "Seriously, Lele, I noticed that the gifts your friend from Jinhai gave you weren't cheap at all. They don't seem like ordinary things. Don't forget to thank them. After all, they're new friends, and you should show them the proper manners."

Su Weile responded guiltily, thinking to herself, "Not only did I not thank him, but I also just deleted him from my friends list because he didn't reply to my message."

Su Weile wasn't in the right state of mind today, so she went back to her room early and lay on her tatami mat, looking at her phone over and over again.

Why do you find yourself being so sentimental when you're around Tang Shaowu? If this were before, he would probably have contacted you long ago or deleted you already. You wouldn't be so conflicted. Not deleting him is upsetting, but deleting him is even more upsetting.

Su Weile's phone vibrated, but she didn't pay any attention. Looking down, she saw it was a text message, but she paid even less attention. These days, text messages are either a no-go or a scam.

The phone automatically unlocked using facial recognition and displayed a text message from the "creditor".

Su Weile froze on the spot. She stared wide-eyed for a long time, then gently clicked on it.

The short message displayed on the phone screen was: "I heard... you blocked me?"

Su Weile read that sentence over and over again, then quickly opened WeChat, searched for the number again, and added the friend again.

During the few minutes of waiting for the other party to agree, Su Weile felt what it meant to be restless.

Fortunately, this time, it didn't take long; Tang Shaowu clicked "agree" five minutes later.

Seeing Tang Shaowu's WeChat message appear again, Su Weile was quite excited and didn't know what to say.

Tang Shaowu sent me a WeChat message first: "Aren't you lecturing me that good friends shouldn't be like magnets, ceasing to be friends as soon as they separate? Then why did you delete me?"

"Didn't you stop talking to me the moment I left Jinhai? Why didn't you reply to my WeChat messages?"

Tang Shaowu initiated a video call, and Su Weile immediately straightened up, nervously adjusting her hair in front of the screen before answering.

The moment Tang Shaowu's face appeared on the phone, Su Weile realized that he had really missed him these past two days.

"You only have one photo on your WeChat. I thought you wanted me to look at the stars, so I looked at it carefully. I didn't expect there would be a review to submit."

Su Weile burst into laughter immediately—a happy, relaxed, and relieved smile.

"You said before that we wouldn't be friends anymore if we left, and sure enough, you stopped talking to me after I left. Who else should I delete if not you?"

Tang Shaowu's voice was still very pleasant. "Young Master Su has quite a temper."

Su Weile retorted, "Same here."

After saying that, I couldn't help but ask, "Are you feeling any better? Has your headache still been bothering you these past couple of days?"

Tang Shaowu's expression was indifferent, revealing no emotion whatsoever. "Pain"

At that one word, Su Weile frowned. "Then have the doctor change your dressing again. What if it hurts?"

Tang Shaowu's answer was perfectly reasonable: "If it hurts, just bear with it."

Su Weile was speechless. She glanced at the time and said, "Shouldn't you be getting an IV drip at this hour? Why is it so dark in the room?"

"I'm not at the hospital."

"Not in the hospital? You've been discharged? Weren't you still not better?"

Tang Shaowu said in his usual calm tone, "Yeah, not better yet, I've been discharged."

Su Weile's anger surged. "Tang Shaowu! Can't we have a normal conversation? You're still sick, what the hell are you doing getting discharged from the hospital?"

Didn't the doctor say they'd let you try the new medication? And that you'd tolerated the previous painkillers? What's the rush? Why are you in such a hurry to be discharged? Can't you wait until you're better before leaving?

The stark contrast between the turmoil here and Tang Shaowu's calmness was striking. "I don't want to stay here anymore."

Su Weile gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Give me a reason!"

Tang Shaowu stared straight at Su Weile, his lips parting slightly, "Because I'm too lonely."

One sentence made Su Weile open her mouth twice, but she couldn't say a word.

Su Weile recalled Uncle Xu's words when he was about to leave: "Your companionship during this time is the best gift for the young master." He also said, "My young master has been a loner since childhood and has never had any friends."

Su Weile thought that besides that icy doctor, the only other person around Tang Shaowu seemed to be Feng Kai. As for that icy doctor, not only was he too busy to have any free time, but even if he did, Su Weile couldn't imagine him spending time with Tang Shaowu.

Su Weile couldn't understand why, even though Feng Kai was so much easier to get along with than that icy doctor, Tang Shaowu seemed closer to the doctor. She just couldn't comprehend it.

Tang Shaowu's words made Su Weile feel that she had done something particularly cruel: she had abandoned Tang Shaowu, such a lonely and pitiful person.

Su Weile stammered, "Um, what about Kai? Doesn't he usually have a lot of free time? Why don't we have him come over and keep you company?"

Tang Shaowu said casually, "He didn't have time. He got into a verbal altercation with someone while driving and got injured."

Su Weile asked in surprise, "Huh? When did this happen?" Su Weile then realized that since returning, apart from Tang Shaowu, she hadn't really thought of contacting anyone. Feng Kai had even said he wanted to give her a farewell party and help her "recharge."

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt a little sorry for Feng Kai, since he was so good to me.

Tang Shaowu's voice suddenly turned cold. "Su Weile, what are you thinking?"