Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 55 Carrying a Woman - The Zhang Family

It was already past 5 p.m. when the taxi stopped in front of the convenience store.

Lee Jung-il carried Bae Joo-hyun out of the car. Her head rested on his shoulder, her breathing even. Her scarf was wrapped tightly around her, revealing only half of her face.

The driver glanced at the car again in the rearview mirror, his eyes saying, "These young people nowadays."

Li Zhengyi was too lazy to explain anymore.

The convenience store is open.

Uncle Cui was dozing off behind the cashier, his head nodding off, when he was startled awake by the doorbell.

He saw Li Zhengyi carrying a woman wearing a men's coat and a scarf on her head as she walked in. He paused for a moment, then his gaze became extremely complicated.

"Shoichi, who is this...?"

"Friend, you've had too much to drink."

Li Zheng remained expressionless and walked straight through the convenience store shelves towards the back stairs without stopping.

Uncle Cui's voice came from behind.

"Zhengyi, it's a good thing for young people to be in love, but you have to be careful."

"Uncle Cui, you've learned to use gossip as an excuse now, huh?"

Uncle Cui immediately shut up.

But his eyes clearly said: You're something else. The women around him are all incredibly beautiful, and now a masked female warrior has arrived.

After finally carrying Bae Joo-hyun up to the third floor, Lee Jung-il braced his knees against the wall to steady himself, while reaching for the keys with one hand.

I searched for ages but couldn't find it.

I touched it for a long time.

"Damn it."

The key was in the inside pocket, pressed down by Bae Joo-hyun's leg.

He could only adjust his position, bouncing Bae Joo-hyun up a little, her head sliding from his shoulder into the crook of his neck, her breath spraying onto his collarbone.

It's warm.

It's a little itchy.

He finally pulled out his key, opened the door, and threw Bae Joo-hyun onto the bed as soon as he entered.

He did the "throw" action without any psychological burden.

The mattress bounced, Bae Joo-hyun rolled over, frowned, mumbled something unintelligible, and then went back to sleep.

Li Zhengyi stood by the bed, hands on his hips, panting.

It's not from being tired.

It's anger.

He looked at the woman on the bed who was wrapped up like a seaweed rice roll. His old coat was too big, and on her, she looked like a primary school student who had stolen an adult's clothes.

The scarf was still wrapped around her head, and the knot under her chin was tied tightly, leaving only her eyes, nose, and mouth exposed on her face.

He took out his phone and took another picture of that face.

The angle is tricky.

The light was dim.

The composition is perfect.

Ugly in just the right way.

Retention.

What if I need to threaten her later?

After taking the photo, Li Zhengyi decided to act like a normal person.

At least help her take off her coat so she can get some sleep.

He bent down and reached to unbutton the top button of his coat.

My fingers just touched the button.

"No...don't touch me..."

Bae Joo-hyun suddenly moved.

She raised her hand and gently pushed his wrist, the force as light as a cat scratching, but the resistance was clear.

The voice was muffled.

His eyes were still closed, and his brows were furrowed so tightly they could trap a mosquito.

Li Zheng paused for a moment.

"Aren't you uncomfortable sleeping in a coat?"

He went to unbutton his shirt.

"no……"

She pushed his hand away again.

This time I used a little more strength.

Then she turned over, curled herself into a ball, turned her back to him, and mumbled in a muffled voice.

"I have... a boyfriend..."

"Do not touch me……"

Li Zhengyi was stunned.

He straightened up and looked at the woman who was curled up in a ball, still in a semi-conscious state, yet instinctively resisting being touched.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Where did she get a boyfriend?

They were just faking their relationship.

She said it herself.

Fake relationship.

fake.

Lee Jung-il stood in the dimly lit room, watching Bae Joo-hyun's retreating figure, and suddenly felt a little irritated.

I can't quite explain why, but I'm just a little annoyed.

It feels like a mosquito buzzing in your ear, but you can't swat it.

Because you yourself aren't even sure if that mosquito actually exists.

He did not try to unbutton it again.

He pulled the blanket over her and covered her with it.

The movements were not gentle.

Then he turned and went into the bathroom to wash his face and calm down.

I had just reached the bathroom door.

"Shoichi..."

The sound came from the bed.

It was very light, like talking in one's sleep.

Li Zhengyi stopped walking without turning around.

"Zhengyi, you're alive..."

"You're alive...you're still alive..."

Her voice was broken and intermittent, as if she were talking to someone in a dream.

Li Zhengyi turned around and glanced back.

Bae Joo-hyun still had her eyes closed, but the corners of her eyes seemed a little wet.

His hand remained in the position of pushing open the bathroom door, motionless.

After a few seconds, he clicked his tongue and withdrew his hand.

"You'd better remember what you said when you wake up."

Then he went back to the bedside and reached out to unbutton the button again.

My fingers just touched the collar.

"Zhengyi?"

The sound was clearer this time.

Li Zheng looked down and met a pair of drowsy, half-open eyes.

"You...you are..."

Bae Joo-hyun strained to focus, her pupils darting back and forth, as if she were trying very hard to make out the face in front of her.

Li Zhengyi unbuttoned his shirt, reached out and cupped her head in his hands.

Press your fingers against her eyelids to help her open her eyes.

He brought his face close to hers.

"Look closely, I am Li Zhengyi."

Bae Joo-hyun's eyelids were pressed down by him, and her vision finally slowly came into focus.

Then her pupils dilated.

"Zhengyi?"

"Zhengyi!"

"You're alive!"

"You're alive! You're not dead!"

She suddenly broke free from his grasp and grabbed his neck.

She was so strong she almost pulled him down.

"You're alive, you're alive, you're alive, you're alive..."

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, repeating those two words over and over, her voice slowly turning from excitement into a muffled murmur, while her arms tightened around him.

Li Zheng was bent over, his neck aching from her choking, his posture extremely awkward.

"Alright, alright, I got it."

He patted her on the back.

"Even if you turn to ashes, I won't die. Haven't you heard that bad people live to be a hundred?"

Bae Joo-hyun wasn't listening at all.

She just hugged his neck, muttering things like "You're still alive."

The effects of the medication were still evident; she was essentially half-conscious.

He can recognize people and speak, but the rational filter in his brain has been dissolved by the drug.

It took Li Zheng a lot of effort to untie her arm from his neck and push her back onto the bed.

"Go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Cover her with the blanket.

He turned around.

My wrist was grabbed.

"Don't go."

Bae Joo-hyun lay on her side on the bed, one hand reaching out from under the covers and gripping his wrist.

Her eyes were still unfocused, but the strength in her hands was surprisingly great.

"Don't go...don't disappear again..."

Li Zhengyi looked down at the hand.

Her fingers were slender with distinct knuckles, and there were still traces of manicure residue on her nails.

"I'm going to wash my face."

"no."

"It's over there, not far."

"no."

Li Zhengyi took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

"Miss, I'm covered in sweat, and my clothes are filthy."

"It's okay."

"...Are you going to let go or not?"

"No."