After leaving Lu Shenglin, Lu Zhanbei didn't rush back to his room, but went straight to Gu Qianqian's room.
He didn't knock, but used his key to open the door directly.
Upon entering, just as he expected, the girl was curled up on the bed, looking exhausted. Thinking of his brutish behavior last night, he was concerned that he might have hurt her again.
So, when he approached her, Lu Zhanbei instinctively extended his finger to touch her forehead.
His intent was to feel her temperature, but unexpectedly, the moment he touched her, she opened her eyes. Lu Zhanbei's hand remained on her forehead. He looked slightly embarrassed and asked, "Did I wake you up?"
He asked her with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of concealed tenderness.
It was mid-afternoon, and the room was bright even without the lights on. Sunlight seeped in obliquely, filtered into dappled points of light by the translucent curtain.