Chapter 407 I love you, but you don't know it

at they were unfamiliar faces and that their clothing wasn't typical of people who came to a bar for fun. They were also carrying shopping bags, which made it seem like they had just happened to stop...Gu Ruyue planned to go to the market to buy some fresh ingredients and suggested that Qiao Bao'er take Jun Zhimu for a walk around the neighborhood, making sure to be home before 4 pm.

"Zhi Mu probably doesn't know the city well, so you should take him for a walk around... If you pass by any clothing stores, you could buy him a few sets of clothes. It wouldn't be good for him to keep wearing Tang Yu's."

Gu Ruyan is a meticulous person. Even if Jun Zhimu didn't say anything, he would feel uncomfortable wearing another man's clothes.

"I took his bloodstained white shirt out to the dry cleaners, and I tidied up your room a bit just now..."

Qiao Baoer, who had been halfheartedly listening, suddenly raised her head. "Clean the room and make sure you don't touch his pocket watch."

"What pocket watch"

Gu Ruoyan, seeing her such a big reaction, also became curious.

Qiao Bao'er's expression was a little strange, and she whispered, "It's the gold pocket watch he keeps on his bedside table."

"Oh, I have a vague recollection," Gu Ruyue replied. "When I was tidying my room, Jun Zhimu suddenly came in and took it." She paused, then ventured a guess, "Custom-made pocket watches like that often have family photos embedded inside... It's probably an important heirloom of the Jun family."

qiao Bao'er didn't reply, her mind was a bit in disarray.

"Bao'er said she didn't know what you liked to eat, so tonight I'll just cook some home-cooked dishes..."

Gu Ruyue locked the door, and they walked out together. When they reached a fork in the road, Gu Ruyue's expression softened as she chatted idly with Jun Zhimu before heading towards the market.

What do you like to eat

After watching her aunt walk away, the two of them walked side by side but seemed aimless. Qiao Bao'er suddenly asked.

Jun's shepherd seemed not to have expected her question, glancing at her face for a long moment before replying in a low, calm voice, "No preference."

Such an answer is a bit evasive; it's like saying nothing at all.

Qiao Baoer thought it was normal that she didn't understand him. He hid everything, never saying anything about what was going on. Then she got a little angry again. Why should she bother asking Even if she did, he probably wouldn't say anything anyway.

I am allergic to mangoes.

Suddenly, Jun Zhi Mu said something.

Qiao Bao'er didn't expect him to take the initiative to chat with her about these meaningless topics, and she was also surprised, "You're allergic to mangoes"

She mumbled to herself, "How strange that someone would be allergic to mangoes." She'd heard of allergies to alcohol and seafood, but "an allergy to mangoes is just weird."

Junzhi Mu listened to her soft murmur, letting out a sigh of relief inwardly. His dark eyes held a hint of helplessness.

"Then would your mango allergy be as severe as those who are allergic to alcohol" Qiao Bao'er seemed very interested in his odd ailment.

He looked into her eyes, hesitated for a moment, "Not serious."

qiao ba er simply nodded, indicating she understood. If it wasn't serious, then he could eat some mango, right She remembered that during her pregnancy, she particularly loved eating mangoes. The Jun family had been filled with the scent of mangoes thanks to her.

She didn't know that Junzhi Mu's mango allergy required hospitalization for intravenous drips.

Jo Bao'er is not a talkative person, and Jun Zhi Mu cherishes words like gold. The two of them get along very awkwardly.

They walked slowly along the street, with little to say. All those lovers' passionate and sweet romances, Qiao Baor seemed to think that they were just a dull kind of couple, without any spark of love.

As they were walking, they passed a bus stop.

The city is not as bustling and crowded as the city center, especially the bus stops in the suburbs where there are few passengers. Taking these public transportation tools is very convenient and easygoing.

Qiao Baoer looked over at the group of high school girls laughing and jumping into the bus at the bus stop. Their youthful smiles reminded her of her own days in school.

"Have you ever taken the bus" Qiao Bao'er asked him.

Junzhi Mu looked at her. Before he could speak, Qiao Baier suddenly grabbed his arm and quickly ran towards the bus that was about to depart, "Wait!" she shouted to the bus ahead.

Jun's shepherd let her drag him along at a brisk pace. That was just how she was; if something suddenly caught her interest, she would be full of energy and eager to get involved.

There were plenty of empty seats on the bus. After they boarded, the driver also proceeded at a leisurely pace, not in a hurry at all. The city truly was the best place to retire. Besides the few high school girls sitting at the back, it was mostly elderly women and men on board. Everyone seemed calm and collected, and at that moment, they were curiously staring at Qiao Bao'er and Jun Zhimu.

"These young people are really handsome these days," a granny by the window smiled and looked at them.

qiao Bao'er nodded to the old man. As for Jun Zhi Mu beside her, this person had already cultivated to the state of being oblivious to others. He wouldn't care about how these outsiders looked at him.

However, Jun Zhimu this bigshot probably never took the bus before. Qiao Bao'er was unusually considerate, "You sit here." She naturally pressed his tall frame down to sit.

"Those seats are reserved for the elderly and people with disabilities, we can't sit there." Qiao Baoer explained some knowledge to him.

Junzhi Mu had no objections, he followed her lead and sat down. Seeing her act as if she were taking care of him, he suddenly felt a little like laughing.

His thin lips curved into a barely perceptible, faint smile.

Jun Zhi Mu's such an unintentional, natural smile was rare. Even those familiar with him rarely saw it. Unlike his usual gloomy and profound expression, this one was simple and pure, handsome, causing any woman to be instantly captivated and flustered.

A man like Junzhi, even if you don't know his background, just his appearance and demeanor, a glance at him would make women fall for him, captivated by him beyond their control.

A few girls in the back seat blushed and stared at his face, each of them excited beyond measure.

Even Qiao Bao'er couldn't find any spare change, and a bold high school girl from the back row blushed and walked over, offering to pay for them. She took the opportunity to steal a glance at Jun Zhi Mu, her heart fluttering instantly.

"Back then, the girls in our dorm used to talk about you all day long. They really liked you and even said they wanted to take pictures of you secretly..."

Qiao Bao'er sat next to him, nonchalantly recounting amusing stories from her school days.

The bus is very slow, stopping and going.

As they continued on, passing several stops, not many people boarded the bus. It wasn't crowded at all. He and she were sitting very close together. In that close proximity, they chatted about some trivial things.

There's a feeling in Junzhi's heart that's hard to describe, perhaps even he didn't expect it. He and she would get along like ordinary people, very plain, but he felt good about it.

Do all the girls in your dorm know me

His gaze on her burned even hotter, his voice a low murmur.

"Yes, even Xiao Zhu often tells me that the teaching assistant is very stylish, handsome, and has good taste..." Qiao Bao'er said with a smile.

"I remember the girl in the bunk bed across from me swore to the birthday cake that night, she would get you before graduation and then sleep with you."

Back then, they were pure-hearted. They liked what they liked and didn't mix in any dirty interests. It was all innocent crushes.

"...A lot of girls had a crush on you." She told him, he was really famous back then.

And you

Jun Zhi Mu saw her smile so brightly, her eyes softened a little, and he whispered to her, "You... what do you think of me"

I don't know.

... I didn't know at all that they were talking about you as the teaching assistant all day long.

"Oh, is that so"

His voice trailed off, becoming flat and monotone.

He had known all along that during those six months, she was completely oblivious to him. But every time he thought about this outcome, Junzhimu couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment deep inside.

I'm not interested in handsome guys, and since your class is an elective, I often skip it.

Qiao Bao'er didn't feel a bit guilty. After thinking for a moment, her clear eyes became more serious, "If Xiao Zhu had told me earlier that taking pictures of you could make money, I would definitely have followed you around every day…"

Is that so

Hearing her speak so arrogantly, Junzhi Mu felt both angry and amused.

Joe Bao'er thought he was laughing at her for being money-grubbing. She felt a little embarrassed, "There's no way around it, I was particularly poor back then, and I needed money." She had tried out many part-time jobs back then.

"You wouldn't go play the piano at a restaurant, you insist on being a menial worker at a bubble tea shop."

Suddenly, Jun Zhi Mu spoke, his deep gaze fixed on the scenery slowly passing by outside the window. It seemed as if his thoughts had returned to the past, to that half year when he had done many foolish things.

"You don't know that Italian restaurant is quite famous. Who knows what that manager is up to, suddenly being so kind as to ask me to play the piano and offering such a high salary He must have ulterior motives. I'm not stupid, I won't go. I'd rather work the night shift at the bubble tea shop..."

Qiao Baoer very naturally followed up, then halfway through her sentence, she stared at him with strange eyes.

How did you know someone asked me to play the piano and sell milk tea back then

Could he have investigated her

The more Qiao Baier thought about it, the stranger it felt. Including the time she worked the night shift at the milk tea shop, many people would come in and order hundreds of cups of milk tea for company gatherings or something similar. They'd say they weren't in a hurry and she could take her time making them. She got a pretty good commission back then, and she used to think it was just good luck.

Luck, is there so much good luck in the world.

"Your shepherd, I'm talking to you." She suddenly felt the urge to get things clear and tugged on his arm.

Jun's shepherd was taken aback for a moment, retracting his wandering thoughts. He turned his gaze back to her face, she was so close to him now...

He used to do all those things just to get closer to her.

"I ask you, how did you know about my part-time job history" she repeated, her clarifying eyes growing more insistent.

"There's still a lot you don't know."

Jun Zhi Mu looked deeply into her eyes, his voice soft and gentle, low and distant, unusually tender.

This is totally off-topic.

But for some reason, hearing him speak in such a gentle, almost doting and helpless tone, Qiao Baier's cheeks inexplicably flushed red.lamed himself for being so foolish. In this situation, with his injuries, shouting would only put him in even greater danger.Qiao Ba'er was in a state of panic. She didn't want to be eaten by the beas...