Once again, Song Xu passed the person at the door fearfully. Song Xu still slipped away quickly. When the elevator was about to close, a black shadow flickered, and the door that was about to close began to open.

Song Xu's heart was raised, thinking that that person might be following him. The rope he held in his hand tightened, and his whole legs were almost weak.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" A clear and comfortable voice came to Song Xu's ears, and when he saw the person standing at the elevator entrance again, Song Xu was able to take a breath.

The person who came in was dressed very meticulously in a white shirt, his hair was neatly styled, he had a caring smile on his face, and his whole body had an elegant and gentle temperament.

"why you?"

Gu Zhiyu pressed the floor button and turned half sideways to look at the girl who was almost a head shorter than him. The panic on the woman's delicate face when she came in was still fresh in his mind.

The girl's hand had red marks from the rope, and her whole body was in a state of being too frightened and yet to recover.

Gu Zhiyu told a joke that was inconsistent with other people's assumptions: "Maybe it's fate." Just to dispel Song Xu's haze.

These words actually made Song Xu feel embarrassed, timidly burying his head and tightening his hand strap.

The puppy stuck out its tongue at Gu Zhiyu, as if it was being cute: "You just came back from walking the dog?"

Song Xu's cheeks were blushing, but his eyes were still innocent. He answered the question obediently: "Yeah."

The people around him were very shy and would lower their heads whenever he spoke, as if he were a jackal, tiger or leopard.

Song Xu is actually a very socially intimidated person. When facing Gu Zhiyu, who is as gentle as jade and has an easy-going personality, as long as he meets his overly gentle eyes, he will blush if he stares at her for a second.

"Your dog..." Gu Zhiyu took another look at the obviously malnourished puppy and saw something was wrong with the dog's body: "The tail seems to be injured?"

Song Xu looked up in shock: "Ah?"

She immediately squatted down to check the dog's tail, and sure enough, a small section of the tail was broken. She thought it had always been this short, just like a corgi.

In Gu Zhiyu's eyes, the dog was not pitiful, but Song Xucai was pitiful. He clenched his hands into fists and put them on his knees, feeling helpless.

He is not a nosy person: "Want me to take a look at it for you?"

The woman on the ground carefully hugged the dog and stood up, her eyes blazing: "Is this okay?"

Gu Zhiyu smiled, which immediately made Song Xu feel like a spring breeze, blowing away her scorched oven: "Of course, I have some theoretical knowledge."

"Then...go to my house?"

Song Xu immediately nodded hurriedly, giving Gu Zhiyu the illusion of luring someone home.

"come in!"

Song Xu first took a look at Gu Zhiyu's home outside the door. It was neat and clean, and the decoration style was mainly gray and white, simple yet stylish.

"I'm sorry, I don't have extra slippers or shoe covers at home. You can just come in."

Song Xu was embarrassed, twisted her body and supported the wall to take off her shoes. She wanted to step on the cold floor, but unexpectedly a hand brought slippers to her feet: "Wear mine."

The curve of Gu Zhiyu's bent waist was beautiful, and Song Xu could see his broad shoulders.

Unexpectedly, he was such a gentleman. Song Xu became more and more embarrassed, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Thank you."

Entering a strange man's home for the first time, Song Xu was inevitably cautious, but Gu Zhiyu quickly took out the medical bag and whispered to Song Xu who was standing in the middle of the living room: "Put it on the sofa."

Song Xu thought it would stain Gu Zhiyu's sofa, so she declined: "No, no, I'll just hold it."

But I didn't expect how ambiguous the subsequent actions would be.

Gu Zhiyu squatted on the ground, and Song Xu realized how much difficulty her holding the dog in her arms had added to Gu Zhiyu's ordinary healing movements.

"How about I just let it go!"

Men are always so considerate: "It's okay, just hold it and don't move it."

The fine forehead hair falls on the man's head, and the man's entire face looks like a carefully crafted character in a comic. In Internet slang, it is - a comic-tearing man.

Just like the dream lover that every girl had a crush on when she was a student, the considerate first love senior, with a meticulous expression on his face, adds a lot of beauty to this person.

"Its tailbone is quite serious. How was it injured?"

Song Xu was speechless by Gu Zhiyu's casual question, and when she met Gu Zhiyu's rolling eyes, her brain felt like it was short-circuited again.

But at a certain moment, his body trembled: "I didn't abuse it. I picked this dog up downstairs today."

After taking care of the wound, Gu Zhiyu touched the dog's head lovingly, inadvertently rubbed it with the girl's hand, and then calmly let go and stood up.

"I didn't think so, but you did."

Gu Zhiyu packed up the things in his hands, but his eyes never moved away from Song Xu's face, pretending to be distressed: "I hope you won't misinterpret my concern every time?"

Song Xu, who was 'criticized', transformed into a cat, staring at the person with big watery eyes: "I'm sorry."

I'm a little confused. Did this man just say he was concerned? Was he caring about himself? Or was he just being sentimental?

"This is the third time!" He didn't mean to accuse her just now.

Gu Zhiyu was indeed gentle, but the more gentle she became, the more embarrassed Song Xu was. She seemed to never be able to raise her head in front of him.

In a daze, he saw something on the table. Gu Zhiyu brought it back today. Song Xu had good eyesight and said in surprise: "Are you a teacher at University A?"

A University is one of the most prestigious universities in their country, and so many students are struggling to get in. Song Xu never expected that there would be a crouching dragon and hidden tiger around him.

Song Xu slid from the sofa to the ground, knelt on the ground and curled up with his head to read the test paper: "No wonder you said you have theoretical knowledge, you are studying medicine?"

Gu Zhiyu did not deny it. He poured a glass of water for Song Xu and placed it in front of the coffee table. He found that the girl's attention was completely attracted by the stack of test papers.

Song Xu once again couldn't restrain his amazement: "You are actually still a professor."

His eyes fell on the name in front of the professional title: Gu Zhiyu.

How disgusting!

At this moment, Song Xu inexplicably admired Gu Zhiyu a little more. Perhaps this was due to his respect for scholars!

Gu Zhiyu was a little overwhelmed by Song Xu's blaring praise, but he did feel a little proud in his heart: "Yeah."

The man on the sofa folded back, facing Song Xu who was kneeling on the ground, keeping a polite distance: "Exchange of rights, now it's my turn to ask you what your name is."

Who can resist this seductive and gentle voice? Song Xu answered Gu Zhiyu's question obediently as if he had been called upon in class: "Song Xu, so lifelike."

Gu Zhiyu was inexplicably sure in her heart that it was indeed lifelike, with eyebrows as dark as a painting and skin as creamy.

Before leaving, Song Xu took off his slippers to Gu Zhiyu's bare feet, revealing a bright and free grin: "Thank you, Professor Gu, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Gu Zhiyu's face was full of joy, and he naturally accepted it happily: "Okay."

As soon as the door closed, Gu Zhiyu couldn't wait to step on the warm slippers and find the phone on the coffee table in the living room.

At the same time, on the other side of the city...

In a dark and damp basement, except for a bed that occupied a small space, the rest of the space was filled with experimental equipment and pharmaceuticals. Chemicals were scattered all over the floor, and many of them were not packaged at all, making this cramped space even weirder.

The light shining on the face through the computer screen revealed the man's true face. His eyes were cold, his skin was fair, his appearance was not bad, and he was definitely no older than thirty years old.

Seeing the caller ID, Yang Zhuoran immediately dialed the call button and clicked on the call: "Brother?"

A cold mechanical voice came: "How is the matter with the prince?"

Yang Zhuoran lit a cigarette, and the already dark shabby house was even more filled with smoke: "Monkey touched some other people's goods before, but he has been chased by others in the past two days, and he is hiding!"

The voice coming through the transformer is full of command: "Guide him to find Hu Xinlu's joint as soon as possible."

Zhang Zhuoran leaned on the gaming chair, took a big sip, and puffed away in enjoyment: "I know."

"This kid also has bad rules and dares to do anything."

The mechanical voice came impatiently again: "Clean up all the people in that line, don't leave any traces."

Yang Zhuoran said calmly: "I know, but you still don't trust me when I do things? By the way, senior brother..."

"Dududu..."


Chapter completed!