Starlight Has No Past

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Part 1

Ye Qiao blankly looked at the cigarette in his hand without saying anything.

Zhou Tingshen slightly raised the tip of his eyebrows and let the ash fall off

the cigarette.

After a while, Ye Qiao turned to look at the needle with a blank look.

The pain from the shot was much less than when the nurse was treating her

wound. Ye Qiao lightly pressed her lips together and kept silent. After the shot,

the nurse gently smiled: "Nowadays girls are all quite squeamish. I don't see

many like you." She turned to talk to Zhou Tingshen: "Young man, you should

cherish her."

There was no point in explaining. Ye Qiao took her cell phone out from her bag

and lowered her head to check messages in order to cover up her embarrassment.

However, her right hand was bandaged up like a bun and it was hard to hold the

cell phone. The phone dropped onto the floor.

Zhou Tingshen quickly extinguished the cigarette and went over to pick it up for her.

A new message happened to appear as he was picking it up. He glanced at the

name of the sender: Gu Jin.

Zhou Tingshen opened the contact list and added his number. Then he returned

the phone to her: "That's my phone number. Before you come over here tomorrow,

send me a message, or you can come knock on my door......you know my password

anyway."

As he spoke seriously, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed the entire time.

Ye Qiao cast her eyes over the numbers, but didn't take the phone: "And name."

Zhou Tingshen took the phone back and punched in his name character by character.

Zhou Tingshen.

Ye Qiao took her phone back and glanced over it. She almost laughed at his

earnestness. He had put in his name, email, birthday, social media account, and

his family address. He even put down his work number, with an extension number.

Maybe it was because that they were getting more familiar with each other, Zhou

Tingshen smiled warmly and teased her: "Are you satisfied now?"

Would a person's looks give the wrong impression to others? Even when he was

frivolous, he still seemed quite composed.

"Your profession?"

The white curtain in the room slowly floated up. He lifted his eyebrows and replied

with an imposing attitude: "A fugitive."

***

A cold front was passing through, it was always raining in G City lately. Ye Qiao

woke up almost everyday to the sound of rain outside, then she would send a

message to Zhou Tingshen to go the hospital. Sometimes, she would wake up in