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She understood his good intentions and looked at his clear eyes. She smiled and replied,"I am a teacher, not a local tycoon. I can't go to an expensive place, so I will just find a place near the school. Uh... what do you think about the 'zizitian' that is near school?"
"Zizitian" restaurant was located just outside the west gate of the school. It was neither simplistic nor grand. He Yan had an innate fear of Fu Shenxing's appearance, and she disliked his overwhelming presence. She naturally did not want to stay with him in a room on her own, so she specifically chose a seat as his designated sitting place.
She has always been on time, but who would have expected that he reached earlier than her. "I'm in Room 502, Ms He, are you here yet?"
Since he has already taken the lead, it would not be nice for He Yan to ask him to come out and sit. So she could only go upstairs.
She pushed the door in and there he was, standing in front of the window. He heard the door ringing and glanced back at her, then looked back out the window.
"I have always felt like the city is a monster. It doesn't move in the morning, but it wakes up at night to seduce you with various lights, only to swallow you up so that you will forever be stuck in the darkness."
He Yan could not fathom his inexplicable feelings. She raised her eyebrows slightly and commented, "It may be because people have a natural fear of darkness. After all, humans are not night-vision animals."
Fu Shenxing asked her to sit at the table and said, "I have ordered some dishes, Is that okay?"
Whenever He Yan sees his face, she had difficulty controlling her nervousness and subconsciously used humour to relieve this feeling. "It's okay, as long as it's not too expensive."
He smiled lightly. "It should be okay. "
The two of them had nothing to say. If he did not speak, she would just bow her head down and concentrate on eating. He Yan would not take the initiative to talk first. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly asked her, "Teacher He, can you tell me why you are so afraid of me?"
She was stunned and looked up at him.
"Please don't say that I misunderstood. Your behaviour right now does not seem to be a method to entice me and catch my attention, but it seems that you are genuinely afraid of me, from the bottom of your heart. That is why I am curious,"
She looked at him silently for a while, put down her chopsticks, and admitted frankly: "I met a robber a few years ago, and you look a bit like him, so..." She revealed, with an apologetic smile.
"So yes, it is indeed a misunderstanding, I won't lie to you," she continued.
The corner of his lip lifted up gently. "Just a bit?"
She shrugged helplessly. "Okay, it's not a bit, it is actually a lot. That encounter created a huge emotional trauma, so I reacted in such a manner when I first saw you. I hope that you can understand."
Fu Shenxing smiled. "It is me who should be saying sorry. After all, I scared you."
After speaking, He Yan felt a bit more at ease. She smiled and said, "So don't misunderstand me, I really am not trying to entice you into gaining interest in me. I'm married, and my husband and I are really fond of each other."
Fu Shenxing nodded slowly and then signalled her to drink. He chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, but I haven't told you the purpose of asking you to come. It is to express my gratitude for the past. Here, a gift for you." He said, taking a gift box from the table sideways and handing it across the table.
She was a little surprised as she thought that he was referring to Yu Jia's school matter. "You are too polite, I can't accept this."
He reached out and refused to take it back, "Please accept it, it's not a valuable thing. Open it to see if you like it or not."
He Yan took the book-size gift box and opened it in front of him. The moment the lid opened, her complexion changed dramatically, and she threw the box out with her hands. The photos in the box spilled out and scattered everywhere on the floor. A plate fell right in front of her. The man in the photo stared into her with hollow eyes, clearly covered with blood, and a neck that was exposed with a broken bone.
He is the gangster known as as "Skinny Hou".
She remembered him.
She will remember.
Forever.
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