Gong Kang pushed open the door and found Luo Mingbai leisurely sitting at the desk, flipping through a book.
The two chairs where he and He Cheng had just sat, one had been put back in its original position, while the other was still placed there, as if Luo Yingbai had anticipated his return.
Gong Kang suddenly recalled a casual remark He Cheng had made earlier, “Although Luo Xuezhang seems to be carefree and appears not to care about anything, I actually feel that everything is in his heart, he just doesn’t say it.”
Yes, that was true. It seemed nothing could escape his notice.
When he realized this, Gong Kang inexplicably felt more at ease. He walked over confidently and sat in the chair left for him, sincerely saying, “Thank you, senior.”
Luo Yingbai closed the book in his hand and placed it aside, smiling, “Hmm? Didn’t you already thank me earlier? What are you thanking me for now?”
Gong Kang knew he wouldn’t admit anything unless he spoke up, so he honestly said, “I’m thanking you for two things. First, for helping me stop having nightmares, and second, for not exposing me in front of He Cheng.”
Luo Yingbai smiled lightly, “The fact that you can say this means I didn’t save you in vain. But what exactly happened? Are you willing to explain?”
Gong Kang sighed and decided not to hide anything anymore.
He honestly said, “Senior, I can swear on my life that He Cheng and I have always been good brothers, and I never intended to harm him. But during that period, I kept dreaming that a woman would tell me to go to the teaching building and stay there, always staying to keep her company… At first, I could control these thoughts, but gradually the urge to follow her instructions became stronger, and so…”
Luo Yingbai continued, “So you encouraged He Cheng to study in the literature department’s teaching building and deliberately slowed down the clock in front of the classroom to make him believe it wasn’t late and keep him there.”
