I rejected your confession, but you took my best friend home?

Chapter 2: I've only worn this once, so you'll have to make do with it.

"I...didn't I say it has nothing to do with you..."

Yin Mengran spoke through sobs, her tears impossible to wipe away, and she would occasionally sob, unable to form complete sentences.

"How can you not feel okay when you see your class monitor crying in the middle of the night?"

Zhou Heng took a small pack of tissues out of his bag and handed it to Yin Mengran.

Yin Mengran hesitated for a moment, then took the tissue and wiped away her tears.

Her eyes and nose were red, and her eyes were noticeably swollen, indicating that she had been crying for a long time, possibly even several days.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Yin Mengran held the tissue in her hand, turned her head, and whispered her thanks.

Zhou Heng saw that her body was trembling uncontrollably. He himself was dry but extremely cold, let alone Yin Mengran, who was now completely soaked.

"My house is right next door, let me warm up for a while first."

After Zhou Heng finished speaking, he reached out and pulled Yin Mengran up from the steps, startling her.

"What...are you going to do...Leave me alone, I'm not going..."

She struggled for a moment, but Zhou Heng's strength surprised her; she could barely budge his fingers.

She was completely powerless to resist even after being pulled several meters away.

"Alright, it's just that I happened to be in this situation. Anyone would have to do something about it, otherwise I wouldn't like to meddle in other people's business."

Zhou Heng spoke without turning his head, grabbing Yin Mengran's body, which was only half a head shorter than him, as easily as carrying a shopping bag.

Yin Mengran was too lazy to struggle anymore; she had no strength left because she realized she truly couldn't break free from Zhou Heng's grasp.

He wasn't holding her tightly because Zhou Heng was afraid of hurting her, but she just couldn't break free.

After a while, Zhou Heng led Yin Mengran into a building. Zhou Heng put away his umbrella, but still held Yin Mengran's hand tightly, afraid that she would run away.

But as soon as she stepped into the hallway, the cold wind hit her face, and Yin Mengran shivered violently. Now she didn't even want to go out, because she knew it would be even colder outside.

Zhou Heng only let go of her hand after they got into the elevator.

Yin Mengran stood behind Zhou Heng, her head down, her hands awkwardly placed in front of her.

As the elevator reached the 6th floor, Zhou Heng stepped out and said to Yin Mengran behind him:

"bring it on."

"Oh..."

Yin Mengran didn't know what came over her, but she inexplicably responded and followed Zhou Heng over.

Zhou Heng opened the door and went inside. Yin Mengran stood at the doorway, motionless, looking somewhat at a loss.

Zhou Heng glanced back, helplessly reached out, pulled Yin Mengran inside, and then closed the door.

"boom--"

As the door closed, Yin Mengran felt her heart race, and even a sense of fear welled up inside her.

Zhou Heng went inside, grabbed a pair of slippers, threw them in front of Yin Mengran, and then went into the bedroom, disappearing without a trace.

Yin Mengran stood at the door, unsure of what to do—should she go in or turn around and leave?

After thinking it over, Yin Mengran took off her shoes, put on slippers, and walked into the living room.

When she entered, she noticed that the shoe rack seemed to only contain Zhou Heng's shoes.

Upon entering, it became clear that this was a house where only one person lived, meaning that Zhou Heng lived alone.

Then, the first thing that caught her eye in the living room was a huge amount of fitness equipment!

Dumbbells, barbells, treadmills, exercise bikes—they have it all.

Now she finally understood why Zhou Heng was so strong. She noticed that Zhou Heng looked very thin in his clothes, and you couldn't tell anything about him when he wore his school uniform, so she never expected him to be so strong.

The tidiness of the living room exceeded her expectations; despite having many things, everything was neatly arranged and organized.

In front of the exceptionally soft-looking sofa, instead of a coffee table, there was a white plush rug spread out on the floor.

Yin Mengran was soaked, so she didn't dare sit down and could only stand there.

After a while, Zhou Heng came out, carrying a set of clothes, a towel, and a hair dryer.

"Here, dry yourself first, and blow-dry your hair too. Then change your clothes. I don't have any new ones here, but I've only worn this once. You can make do with this. You can go to the bedroom to change."

Zhou Heng handed the items to her, then went straight to the kitchen.

Holding those things in her hands, Yin Mengran felt even more helpless; her heart was clearly resisting.

I'm telling myself to let go of these things and leave as soon as possible.

But Zhou Heng's words were like an irresistible command; upon hearing them, she instinctively felt compelled to obey.

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to listen to Zhou Heng. After all, she was freezing cold; her soaked clothes clung to her body, and the chill was unbearable.

She quickly dried her hair with a towel, then used a hairdryer to dry it. It took a full half hour to dry her long, wet hair.

Then, seeing Zhou Heng still in the kitchen, she took a towel and some clothes and went to the only bedroom inside.

She didn't dare turn on the light, and not knowing where the switch was, she closed the door and began changing her clothes in the dark.

Zhou Heng gave her a white velvet top and a matching pair of pants; the whole outfit was for lounging at home.

It was the first time Yin Mengran had worn someone else's clothes, and she could even smell a faint fragrance on them.

Her face quickly flushed red, and she kept asking herself: What am I doing right now?

She actually followed her classmate to his house and changed into his clothes?

Was I really too careless? What will happen next? Am I going to have to sleep here again?

Let's stay warm for a while longer before leaving...

"Click——"

Yin Mengran opened the door and went out, just in time to see Zhou Heng coming out of the kitchen. He had even brought a small table and placed it on the carpet.

Then, he brought out a steaming bowl of something from the kitchen and placed it on the small table. Only then did Yin Mengran see that it was a bowl of noodles.

"Eat."

Zhou Heng didn't explain anything, he just looked at her and said calmly,

"I..."

Before Yin Mengran could say anything, Zhou Heng brought over a cup of hot water and placed it on the small table.

"Hot water, then this is fever reducer. If you still feel cold or have a hot head, take this. This is cold medicine. If you have a sore throat or sneeze, take this. You can also take it for prevention."

Zhou Heng left two strips of medicine on the sofa. After doing all this, he walked to the side, away from the sofa.

Aside from saying those things, he didn't say another word to Yin Mengran...