The driver was driving towards A University, and You Rong, with a dark expression, kept urging, "Drive faster!"
The driver gave a wry smile, "Young Master, we're already speeding."
You Rong: "Faster!"
Clearly, You Rong wasn't listening to the driver. With no other choice, the driver could only step on the gas pedal, driving as fast as possible while ensuring safety.
But in You Rong's eyes, it was still not enough. Faster! He needed to get to A University faster!
You Rong was anxious and uneasy, a pang of regret rising in his heart.
When Lin Qinghe didn't show up at noon, he had clearly sensed something was wrong. Why couldn't he have paid a little more attention? She was locked in an abandoned teaching building all alone. She must have been terrified. Had she cried?
At this moment, You Rong couldn't recall Lin Qinghe's past insults and hurtful actions. All he felt was worry.
By the time they arrived at A University, it was already eleven o'clock at night. Evening self-study had ended. You Rong went to the teaching building Lin Qinghe had mentioned and ran upstairs in the dark.
It was the driver who quickly turned on his phone's flashlight and jogged after him, calling out, "Young Master, be careful. Watch the stairs, don't fall. Young Master... wait for me..."
You Rong sprinted all the way to the classroom where Lin Qinghe was locked. He pushed the door, only to find it locked. Impatient, You Rong couldn't wait to find the school security to get the key. He looked around, but found no suitable tools. So, he took two steps back and kicked the door hard.
With a loud "bang," Lin Qinghe, who had been asleep, was startled awake.
Before Lin Qinghe could react, there was another "bang," and the door shook. Finally, with a third loud crash, the door was kicked open.
In the darkness, Lin Qinghe saw a figure rush in. The next second, she heard You Rong call out with ragged breaths, "Lin Qinghe! Where are you? Qinghe..."
You Rong had actually come!
Had he seen the message she sent?
Lin Qinghe, snapping slightly out of her surprise, quickly stood up and replied, "You Rong, I'm here!"
You Rong turned towards the sound of her voice. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
He walked over quickly, his hand unerringly grabbing Lin Qinghe's arm. The touch in his hand finally calmed his unease a little.
In the darkness, You Rong stared intently at Lin Qinghe. Even though he couldn't see her face clearly, only vaguely discern the outline of her face, he still stared intently, silently.
Lin Qinghe's eyes darted around. Just as she was about to cry and play the victim for You Rong, the driver arrived, standing at the classroom doorway and shining his phone's light inside. "Young Master... are you... inside?"
It was precisely because the driver was shining his phone inside that You Rong could see Lin Qinghe's face clearly, and also the bloodstains on her white dress. His face immediately turned pale.
"You're injured!"
Lin Qinghe let out a confused "Ah?" Before she could understand what was happening, she was scooped up by the waist. Her face pressed against You Rong's chest, and she felt the vibration of his chest as he spoke.
"We're going to the hospital right away!"
You Rong carried Lin Qinghe downstairs. The driver, who had finally caught up, didn't even have time to catch his breath before he hurried down after them.
You Rong placed Lin Qinghe into the car and got in himself. He immediately said to the driver, "To the hospital! The nearest hospital!"
"Yes, Young Master!"
You Rong squeezed Lin Qinghe's hand tightly and said in a deep voice, "We're going to the hospital now. Don't be afraid..."
Lin Qinghe blinked her clear, dark eyes, utterly bewildered. It wasn't until she looked down and saw the bloodstains on her dress that she suddenly realized. Even she couldn't help but blush at that moment.
Lin Qinghe tugged at You Rong's clothes and whispered, "Um... we don't need to go to the hospital. I'm not injured..."
"Whether you're injured or not, the doctor will know!" You Rong's voice was tinged with anger.
Did she not care about her own body at all, to disregard an injury?
And with so much blood, it couldn't be a minor wound!
"Uh..." Lin Qinghe looked embarrassed. She glanced at the driver in front and then at You Rong. She shyly leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "I'm not injured. I... I'm... on my period! Just take me back to the dormitory. No need to go to the hospital!"
The unexpected answer stunned You Rong. He lowered his gaze to Lin Qinghe's flushed face, and his own ears began to feel warm.
The car was silent. Lin Qinghe was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
It was all her fault for being so preoccupied with You Rong that she ignored the discomfort in her stomach and the signs of fatigue.
After a long while, You Rong finally came to his senses. With a slight frown, he took a blanket from the car and covered Lin Qinghe's lap. Then, he turned to the driver and said, "No need to go to the hospital. We're going back..."
You Rong paused for two seconds. "...home."
The driver discreetly glanced back, wondering why his young master was changing his mind so quickly. But he dared not ask further. He responded with a "Yes" and made a U-turn at the next intersection, driving towards the You family villa.
Because she was so embarrassed, Lin Qinghe kept her head down, regretting it inwardly and having no energy to play the victim for You Rong.
She didn't know that if she had looked up at that moment, she would have seen You Rong constantly watching her.
You family villa.
When You Rong walked in with Lin Qinghe, who was wrapped in a blanket and looked awkward, Uncle Wang's expression became very complicated. "Young Master, why have you brought her home again? Didn't you..."
You Rong interrupted Uncle Wang, "Find a maid. Take her to the guest room and get her some clean clothes."
Uncle Wang swallowed the words that were on his lips. "Yes, Young Master." Uncle Wang beckoned to a nearby maid. The maid walked over, and Uncle Wang said, "As the Young Master instructed, take this young lady to the guest room and prepare clean clothes for her."
"Yes, Steward Wang."
The maid gestured to Lin Qinghe, "Miss, please follow me."
Lin Qinghe was eager to find a private place to calm down. She nodded heavily and followed the maid.
As she passed You Rong, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "If you need anything, tell her. She'll prepare it for you."
Lin Qinghe's face turned red again.
What did she need? She needed sanitary pads!
You Rong must have known, which was why he specifically told her.
Lin Qinghe gave a dry chuckle, "I know, thank you. I'll go up and change now!"
With that, Lin Qinghe fled like a startled deer.
Once she was inside the guest room bathroom, Lin Qinghe leaned against the frosted glass door and knocked her own head hard.
"I've really made a fool of myself in front of You Rong..."
Downstairs.
Uncle Wang looked at You Rong, who was sitting on the sofa, with an expression that conveyed much but said little. Finally, he spoke.
"Young Master, why did you bring Lin Qinghe back again? Have you forgotten what kind of person she is?"
You Rong's eyes darkened. "You don't need to remind me. I know what kind of person she is."