When you look into an abyss, the abyss looks into you.

Chen Shuo played the effect of fighting back perfectly. All his performances were exactly like a little boy who had done good deeds but was misunderstood.

Su Xiyan's heart was also somewhat shaken.

Could it be that she really wrongly blamed him?

Even if that's the case, Su Xiyan would not take the initiative to apologize to Chen Shuo.

This guy must be pretending to be innocent!

You'd better keep pretending, don't let me catch your little tail!

Su Xiyan thought to herself.

The access control of Nanli University was very strict. Whether it was commuting students or boarding students, when entering and exiting the campus gate, they had to swipe their access cards.

Chen Shuo was carrying large and small bags, all of which were things that could not be bumped.

The access card was in his sweater pocket and he couldn't free his hands to take it out. He looked back at Su Xiyan and asked, "I saved you once and you still don't appreciate my kindness. There is now an opportunity to coax me right in front of you. Do you want to cherish it?"

Su Xiyan snorted coldly: “Nonsense!”

Although she said that, her hand still reached into Chen Shuo's sweater pocket and took out the access card with a “beep” to swipe it.

After swiping, she casually threw the access card into the bag Chen Shuo was holding.

With her sharp chin held high, Su Xiyan walked arrogantly past Chen Shuo’s face.

After swiping the access card, you have to go out immediately, otherwise you have to swipe again.

Chen Shuo hurried to keep up with her.

In order to easily track down the vampire, Su Xiyan's car was still parked on the side of the snack street.

"Do you have anything else to do? If not, let's go back together." Su Xiyan shook the car key in her hand.

Chen Shuo was still angry: “I refuse.”

Standing by the side of the road, Chen Shuo put the bag he was holding on the ground and took out his mobile phone to call a ride-hailing service.

Unexpectedly, the mobile phone screen had cracked into a spider web.

Chen Shuo then remembered that at the time when he was focusing on bringing Su Xiyan away from the trouble, so that she wouldn't be found by others.

When he bumped into the wall near the position of his jeans pocket, he seemed to hear a crisp sound.

In a hurry, he didn't care then.

It turned out that it was the mobile phone screen that cracked.

"Damn it!" Chen Shuo's fingers slid on the cracked mobile phone screen but the phone still had no response.

"What should I do now that my mobile phone is broken and I can't book a ride-hailing service?" Chen Shuo said helplessly. He had no choice but to bow his head to Su Xiyan: "Well... I'll just go back with you then!"

When he raised his head, Chen Shuo found that Su Xiyan had already walked far away.

"..."

"Think you're great just because you have long legs and walk fast?!"

With no other options left, Chen Shuo picked up his bags and walked in the direction of Haiyi Apartment along the road outside the school.

It takes 30 minutes to drive from Haiyi Apartment to Nanli University. If you go on foot, you can take a shortcut.

However, even taking the shortcut, it would probably take over an hour, right?

Moreover, he was carrying several shopping bags in his hands. The pots of those succulent plants bumped into each other with Chen Shuo’s walking swing, making ding-dong sounds.

Chen Shuo felt that he now looked extremely like a refugee fleeing.

After walking like this for over ten minutes, Chen Shuo decided to summon the system.

But after calling out inwardly many times, the system remained silent.

At this time, a white car slowly drove up from behind Chen Shuo.

The car window glass on the driver's side slid down slowly, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face.

It was Su Xiyan’s.

"Get in the car."

Chen Shuo held up his head: “I don’t have money to pay for the ride!”

Su Xiyan beckoned Chen Shuo to get in the car with her sharp chin: “I’ll put it on your tab first, and you can pay me back later.”

Without giving Chen Shuo time to think, Su Xiyan had already parked the car in front of him.

This time, it was Chen Shuo's turn to sit in the passenger seat.

Su Xiyan's car driving skills were very skillful, not at all like a female driver.

The car drove on the bustling street. Chen Shuo was afraid that the succulent pots he was holding would break, so he simply put the bag containing the succulents on his lap.

Su Xiyan's eyes glanced sideways and asked, "Are these succulent pots very important to you?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have specifically gone back to the dormitory to get them."

Chen Shuo deliberately sulked in response: “Yes! Very important. Don’t let me raise them to death.”

Su Xiyan sneered coldly: “You’d better not put them in front of my eyes.”

The atmosphere in the car was a bit deadlocked.

When they returned to Haiyi Apartment, it was already 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening.

After all this fuss, neither Su Xiyan nor Chen Shuo had dinner.

On the way back, they also forgot to buy groceries on the way.

Chen Shuo rummaged through Su Xiyan's refrigerator for a long time, and finally found some barely edible ingredients:

A bag of instant noodles, several eggs, a handful of green onions, and several wilted bok choy leaves.

Looking at these sparse ingredients, Su Xiyan asked an existential question: “Can these still be eaten?”

Chen Shuo was very confident as he nodded: “It’s enough for the two of us.”

After finishing speaking, he put the wilted bok choy leaves in clean water to soak, then turned on the fire and started cooking the instant noodles.

When Su Xiyan, dressed in a loose and comfortable housecoat, came out from the master bedroom. Chen Shuo had already served the cooked noodles on the table.

The noodles lay clearly in the clear soup, topped with a golden-fried egg, along with blanched bok choy leaves. It was light but really tasty.

Chen Shuo pinched some chopped green onions from the kitchen and sprinkled them on the steaming hot noodle soup.

Suddenly, the scents of the noodle soup and green onions perfectly blended together.

A bowl of colorful, fragrant and mouth-watering noodles, simple yet delicious, made one's index finger move.

Both were hungry and buried their heads to eat without talking.

In just a few minutes, both bowls bottomed out.

After finishing the noodles, Su Xiyan elegantly wiped her mouth, put down her chopsticks and started playing with her cellphone.

Chen Shuo took the bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash clean and put them in the sterilization cabinet. He also scrubbed a rag and sprayed some special cleaning agent on the table.

After all was done, Chen Shuo was drenched in sweat.

After taking off his apron, Chen Shuo said, "I'm going to take a shower."

Su Xiyan also stood up and walked lazily towards the bathroom: “I’m OCD about hygiene. I can’t accept that someone else used the bathroom already.”

What a princess disease! Chen Shuo ridiculed inwardly.

"From now on, you can only use the shower, not the bathtub."

"I will bathe first every day. After I finish, then you can go to the bathroom to use the shower head. Remember to disinfect properly after using it."

Chen Shuo was a man. Usually he did not have the habit of taking a bath. The shower head was enough for him. He just couldn’t stand Su Xiyan’s condescending queen posture.

When under the eaves, you have to lower your head.

Girls really shower for so long!

Chen Shuo had already finished reading a whole book when Su Xiyan finally finished showering and walked out of the bathroom.

Hearing the sound at the bathroom door, Chen Shuo instinctively turned his eyes from the book to Su Xiyan.

Su Xiyan was dripping all over, just coming out of the bathroom. She was wrapped in a white bathrobe with a sash tied around her waist in an oblique butterfly knot, which made her waist appear slender.

The length of the bathrobe was just to the knee position, revealing a section of fair and slender calves, with tight and smooth lines without a shred of excess fat.

Her hair was wrapped in a hair towel, with a few unruly strands that leaked out from the edge of the towel, scattered casually between her eyebrows. From time to time, water drops dripped down from them.

What made Chen Shuo unable to move his eyes even more was the low neckline of the bathrobe.

Chen Shuo recalled a line from the movie—

As you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Such... such a deep... such a deep abyss!!

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