Chapter 91 - 101 Age Is Just a Number
An Ran looked at the message she’d received and rubbed her forehead helplessly. What was wrong with Brother today? Did he have some sort of romantic setback?
Thinking about the encouragement and support he had given her during her own difficult times, An Ran felt it was her time to reciprocate.
She quickly typed a line of text and sent it.
Mu Xingfeng opened the message and saw An Ran’s reply: "Even people of the same age often have little in common, you know? As long as two people’s worldviews and values align, age really doesn’t matter."
Mu Xingfeng’s lips curved up slightly, and he put away his phone.
An Ran waited but didn’t receive any further messages from him. She guessed he had already figured things out. Suddenly, she felt like she had a halo of virtue above her head. Oh, mom, had she just helped someone salvage a lost love unknowingly?
Thinking this, An Ran put down her phone and took another sip of cold water. She might have eaten too much spicy food tonight; her stomach had been feeling uncomfortable.
Curled up on her bed, An Ran endured the burning stomach pain, thinking that sleeping would make it better. But the pain only worsened, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.
She remembered Mu Xingfeng had bought some emergency medicine when they passed by a pharmacy today, and there seemed to be something for the stomach. An Ran got up and groped her way to the living room.
She herself had placed the medicine box, so without bothering to turn on the lights, she rushed to the cabinet. In her haste, she tripped over the coffee table and fell to the ground with a cry.
Mu Xingfeng, who had just come out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist, heard the noise and rushed out, not caring about anything else. By the light from the bedroom, he saw An Ran lying on the floor.