"Cheng Zhang, would you like to come inside and sit for a while?" Gu Fuqiao slowly walked back home and invited Cheng Zhang, who had accompanied her upstairs.
Cheng Zhang stood at the doorway, shook his head, and smiled, "No, I have things to attend to back at the base. I'll be on my way."
Seeing Cheng Zhang was about to leave, Gu Fuqiao did not insist further. She courteously said, "Come over more often when you have the time."
After speaking, she waved her hand towards Cheng Zhang's departing figure.
Once Cheng Zhang had left, Gu Fuqiao let out a sigh of relief.
She glanced at the anti-inflammatory medicine and zongzi in her hand, "Today's outing was productive. Let's change into something else first!"
Having said so, Gu Fuqiao entered the room that belonged to the original owner.
The original owner's room was pink all over, even the cabinets.
Gu Fuqiao opened the original owner's wardrobe and was dazzled by the small western dresses inside.
On the left-hand side of the wardrobe, there were even a few qipaos.
The colors of the qipaos were elegant, the embroidery exquisite; just a touch revealed the refinement of the fabric.
"The original owner's family must be quite wealthy." Gu Fuqiao glanced at the clothes in the wardrobe.
She really liked the clothes in this wardrobe, but she didn't dare to just wear them out casually.
After all, in the 1980s, most people dressed so simply that if she were to dress so flamboyantly, walking on the street...
Who knows how many eyes she would attract.
In the end, Gu Fuqiao picked out a light blue dress. Although this dress looked quite nice too, it was the most low-key among all the western dresses.
After changing into the dress, Gu Fuqiao examined herself and suddenly realized that in this era... it seemed there weren't any leggings...
But the dress she wore reached the calf end, so perhaps there was no need to wear leggings.
Even though the clothes from this era were westernized, they were actually still quite conservative.
"This will do!" As Gu Fuqiao spoke, her gaze suddenly fell onto the anti-inflammatory medicine beside her.
Only then did she remember she hadn't applied the medicine yet.
Now with no one at home, Gu Fuqiao was too lazy to close the door.
She lifted up the dress, resting a slender leg on the bed.
With some anti-inflammatory medicine on her fingers, she began to apply it to her leg.
Gu Fuqiao had always been hard on herself; she knew that though it hurt to knead the bruises, it had benefits, so she would knead with force.
So, she didn't hesitate this time either, directly applying the medicine to the most painful areas.
"Ah!" Gu Fuqiao tilted her head back and let out a cry of pain.
The feeling of applying medicine was unbearably pungent!
The wound on Gu Fuqiao's leg was burning fiercely.
Her mouth kept gasping, but it didn't make her leg feel any better. Finally, she couldn't endure it any longer, lay down on the bed to steady herself for a while before she felt a bit more comfortable.
However, the effect of the medicine was truly excellent.
Although she had applied only a little bit of the medicine, after the pain subsided, the wound on her leg felt much cooler, estimating that with the rest of the medicine used, she would fully recover.
Gu Fuqiao hadn't expected that, having just crossed over, she would encounter such a mess.
The emotional turmoil was bearable; she considered herself having decent psychological endurance, but the physical pain!
Gu Fuqiao thought back to Yan Zhen Guo's pressure today...
If it weren't for Yan Zhen Guo, she wouldn't have ended up this miserable! Though it was done to the original owner, the pain was hers to bear!
If it were anyone else, Gu Fuqiao would have definitely retaliated, but Yan Zhen Guo was the male lead; she couldn't afford to offend him!
"Damn Yan Zhen Guo, what should I do with you!" Gu Fuqiao said angrily.
She didn't notice that at this moment, the door outside was being pushed open.
Accompanied by a male voice.
"What's the matter?" The deep voice startled Gu Fuqiao, making her tremble.
She looked up and saw Yan Zhen Guo walking in from outside.
The door to her bedroom was left open, and after Yan Zhen Guo entered, he removed his military green jacket and hung it on his elbow.
"What are you doing?" He lowered his head to look at Gu Fuqiao, who was half-lying on the bed.
"I'm applying anti-inflammatory medicine." Gu Fuqiao pointed at the bottle of medicine on the cabinet beside her.
But she noticed Yan Zhen Guo didn't look at the medicine; instead, he was staring at her...
Following Yan Zhen Guo's gaze, Gu Fuqiao's eyes fell on her knee.
"I... I didn't know you suddenly returned, so I forgot to close the door." Although she wanted to call Yan Zhen Guo a rogue… but thinking carefully, it was she who forgot to close the door.
After speaking, Gu Fuqiao immediately pulled her skirt down and said, "Hurry up and leave..."
She then looked up at Yan Zhen Guo.
She thought, a male lead couldn't be offended, so her tone softened a bit, "There's something delicious I made for you outside, go eat first, I'll be out soon."
However, Yan Zhen Guo didn't leave; he turned and sat beside Gu Fuqiao.
As the man sat down, the mattress next to her sunk slightly.
Yan Zhen Guo's hand with calluses held her fair, slender leg, "Let me apply the medicine for you."
His concise words were swift and decisive.
The next second, Gu Fuqiao's leg was placed onto his knee.
Gu Fuqiao felt a chill on her leg!
"No need!" Gu Fuqiao hurriedly reached out to cover her skirt hem.
Yan Zhen Guo lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto hers.
Being stared at by those sharp eyes was undeniably pressuring.
But what put more pressure on Gu Fuqiao was... her leg was still in Yan Zhen Guo's grasp.
"I've already applied the medicine." Gu Fuqiao reached out, trying to push Yan Zhen Guo's hand away.
Yan Zhen Guo glanced at the anti-inflammatory medicine, noticing that its amount had decreased slightly, he released Gu Fuqiao.
Once her leg was free, as Yan Zhen Guo stood up, Gu Fuqiao quickly pulled her skirt down, breathing a sigh of relief after fixing it.
"Go out and eat." Yan Zhen Guo turned his head slightly to say behind Gu Fuqiao.
"Alright." Gu Fuqiao was quite hungry too, she nodded and followed Yan Zhen Guo out.
Upon reaching the living room, Gu Fuqiao saw Yan Zhen Guo heading straight towards the kitchen, she quickly called him, "It's not in the kitchen, I put it on the dining table."
"On the dining table?" Yan Zhen Guo turned his head to glance at the table, somewhat puzzled.
"Yes." Gu Fuqiao nodded, she walked slowly to the table, picked up the two zongzi on it, handed one to Yan Zhen Guo, and said, "This is it."
Yan Zhen Guo looked down at the zongzi in his hand and frowned slightly, his tone displeased, "This is the dinner you made?"
Only then did Gu Fuqiao realize that, though the zongzi was quite large for her, placed in Yan Zhen Guo's big palm, it looked extremely small.
Small enough to merely fill this big man's teeth gap.