"I know, Jin Cheng, it's just that every time I see my teacher, I feel this way. You don't have to comfort me; I'll be better tomorrow." Lu Xingzhi knew everything, including what her teacher meant.
But being human is about having emotions.
She couldn't suppress the sadness, and there was no need to pretend to be happy.
But she wouldn't deliberately be dispirited either.
"That's good." Huo Jincheng didn't say much more, leaving Lu Xingzhi to process it on her own.
Giving her time to be alone for a while.
In the evening, knowing Lu Xingzhi wasn't in the mood for much, he prepared a simple meal of vegetable porridge and some light pastries for her.
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As expected, after a night's sleep, Lu Xingzhi had recovered by the next day.
Though the matter with Bertrand saddened her, she had to continue with her life.
Lu Xingzhi had thought many times of accompanying Bertrand, but he didn't want to see her and didn't allow her to visit.
He didn't want to be seen as a patient by her.
