Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 51

After a challenging day, someone finally flipped the sign at the door.

Resting.

After sending off all the customers, the two hardworking chefs started tending to the eleven members who were eagerly awaiting food.

The evening sunlight, a warm orange-yellow, slanted through the glass windows, shining on the table full of dishes, adding a filter that made the food look even more delicious.

The little lion, a carnivorous animal and a fan of sweet and sour flavors, picked up a piece of ribs with chopsticks, unsure if it was sweet and sour or braised.

Red, sweet, not sticky.

It was clearly Tao Jinghan’s sweet and sour ribs.

“Mmm~” She let out a long, heartfelt sound: “Delicious!”

“Captain, you are amazing!”

Then, with a bashful face, she smiled endearingly at Tao Jinghan.

Tao Jinghan’s face was as dark as a pot bottom, and she really wanted to hit her. She moved her lips but said nothing, just as Wang Qiyu also picked up a piece with her chopsticks.

“Delicious! It must be made by the captain!”

The same fawning expression.

W.S. also ate some, praising in Korean, “Jinghan’s work!”

“Jinghan is amazing!”

Tao Jinghan couldn’t believe it and couldn’t help but take a bite herself. She fell silent for a moment.

To be honest, it did taste similar.

If she hadn’t seen with her own eyes that Bian Suitong made it, she might have thought it was her own handiwork.

She looked up, just in time to see the person walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

That person looked lost, seemingly deep in thought.

She’s been like this since the afternoon.

Was it because of her?

Just a moment ago, Tao Jinghan was certain, but now she hesitated.

Sometimes, it’s better not to be too self-righteous; being overly self-confident can lead to self-humiliation.

Like that day.

Aren’t we a business CP?

Her burning heart gradually cooled down, as if doused with a bucket of cold water. It was clearly summer at four or five in the afternoon, but Tao Jinghan felt cold.

She lowered her gaze, stood in a daze for a few seconds, then looked up with her usual gentle smile and said, “Thank you for your hard work, Sister Suitong.”

Bian Suitong’s slender arm trembled like a frightened deer in the forest.

Panic-stricken.

This was the only emotion Tao Jinghan could read with her eyes.

She was confused, yet looked at her with concern. “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

Bian Suitong guiltily averted her gaze, her pupils flashing, “No.”

She is completely unlike her usual self.

Tao Jinghan’s brows furrowed deeper, and her fingers clenched tightly at her side, restraining the urge to hug her. She repeatedly asked, “Are you sure it’s nothing?”

Tao Jinghan’s tone was gentle, filled with concern and care—her most familiar demeanor.

But she didn’t call her sister.

Bian Suitong’s eyelashes trembled, a bit of grievance welled up in her heart, and her nose felt sour.

Her professional demeanor as an idol prevented her from jumping into Tao Jinghan’s arms at that moment. She looked up, as she had done many times before.

Keeping a distance, her smile neither warm nor cold, she raised her head slightly, feeling a bit troubled. “Maybe I’m just too tired today.” With that, she shook her arm.

Tao Jinghan stared at her for a while, her gaze deepening, then relaxed her clenched fingers. “Really?”

Bian Suitong nodded lightly, smiling sweetly at Tao Jinghan, acting coquettishly. “Help me take it; I’m tired.”

Although it was no different from usual, Tao Jinghan remained doubtful, staring at Bian Suitong for a few seconds. Not wanting to show anything in front of the cameras, she tilted her chin towards the dining table.

With a doting smile, she said, “It’s just a few steps; do you really need my help?”

She pretended to be familiar, but there was no trace of warmth in her voice.

Bian Suitong’s behavior today made her angry. She clearly didn’t like her, yet she felt unhappy about being kind to Jin Zhiyang.

Just like many times before, Bian Suitong didn’t like others getting close to her; such a strong sense of possession made her mistakenly believe that Bian Suitong felt the same way about her.

A nameless anger burned in her heart, making even acting superficial.

Seeing this, Bian Suitong’s heart turned cold, her light-colored pupils filled with regret and self-blame.

She had always regretted her cold rejection that day. If given another chance, she would not reject it in such a hurtful way.

Another chance? Bian Suitong hesitated; would she really… still reject?

For a moment, she came back to her senses; her throat moved, but she didn’t show any emotion, forcing a smile. “I just want you to help me.”

As soon as she finished, she quickly stepped forward, placing the soup down as if she had been electrocuted and sitting nervously beside Pei Shu.

She was hesitating.

Didn’t she dislike her? They’re both girls!

Bian Suitong’s mind was filled with absurdity; her eyes lowered, hiding her shock, and her fingers on her lap were trembling slightly.

Tao Jinghan saw her sitting opposite and pursed her lips, feeling somewhat disappointed. But since she had decided to end this thought, she wouldn’t have any more intentions of approaching her.

The sweet and sour ribs were right in front of her; she lost her focus and picked up another piece to eat.

Little Stutter sat next to her, mimicking her actions and taking a bite.

Her eyes lit up. “Teacher Suitong, your ribs are really delicious!”

“Sister Suitong made these!”

A wave of surprise.

Thinking about it, everyone looked at Tao Jinghan with teasing eyes.

Especially He Qingqi.

“Wow.” She chuckled softly, nudging her elbow.

Tao Jinghan used to accept these looks with a mix of shyness and pride, but now that she’s heard words she found humiliating, she only feels awkward.

Although she was willing to fulfill Bian Suitong’s dream of a perfect life and pretend nothing had happened, beneath the layers of her exterior lay a heart filled with anger and grievance.

Anger at herself and grievance towards Bian Suitong.

She hoped that no one would ever bring up their situation again.

The bitter taste spread from her taste buds to her heart. Tao Jinghan’s brows furrowed slightly, and she touched her nose. “It’s just that your taste buds are not working.”

He Qingqi raised an eyebrow, indifferent, her eyes filled with teasing, her tongue slightly licking her lips, leaving them glistening.

Thin, with a hint of pink.

Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes darkened, and she looked down, feeling a dry tightness in her throat.

I wondered if that pink tongue was like a little lion’s, full of barbs, lightly licking you softly, increasing the force a bit, and bringing a bit of pain.

He Qingqi said nothing more, burying her head in a battle with the meat dishes on the table, occasionally feeding Zhuo Zhiwei a piece beside her.

Zhuo Zhiwei returned the favor by tossing her a few green vegetables.

The little lion’s ears drooped instantly, her eyes widening slightly, and he looked at her with grievance.

Zhuo Zhiwei’s gaze was calm, locking eyes with her.

Just a few seconds later, the little lion lowered her head, defeated.

With grievance, she used her chopsticks to push around the green vegetables, unable to eat them. Feeling she should try again, she looked at Zhuo Zhiwei.

“You’ve been eating too few vegetables lately,” Zhuo Zhiwei said.

“They don’t taste good,” the little lion pouted.

This tone made Tao Jinghan shiver with disdain.

The little lion glared at her.

“Even if they don’t taste good, you still have to eat them.” Zhuo Zhiwei remained unmoved, her dark eyes like a calm lake at night, coolly watching her.

He Qingqi, unable to withstand this gaze, swiftly lowered her head and stuffed one green vegetable after another into her mouth.

But really, it was hard to swallow.

Tao Jinghan thought the topic had passed when He Qingqi, usually the one to stir things up, went silent. But Pei Shu, influenced by Bian Suitong, was ready to keep the CP business going.

With her twisted Chinese, she said, “Actually, it’s normal for it to taste similar. When I went to Sister Suitong’s house to try, she kept asking me if it tasted like Captain Jinghan’s.”

She playfully stuck out her tongue and said, “By the end, I felt like I was going to vomit.”

After saying that, she proudly looked at Bian Suitong, like a child showing off a perfect score to their parents.

Bian Suitong, lost in thought, didn’t notice what she said.

“Isn’t that right, Sister Suitong?” Pei Shu asked.

Bian Suitong returned to her senses, her eyes blank and completely unaware of what had happened.

She looked around in confusion, noticing everyone looking at her and the cameras filming her, and said after some thought, “Yes.”

Tao Jinghan was certain she didn’t know what Pei Shu had said. She silently glanced at her and lowered her head to eat.

She murmured, “Everything else doesn’t seem to match.”

No one noticed what she said.

Then she chuckled and shook her head with a smile mixed with bitterness, realizing she wasn’t irreplaceable. Anyone could take her place.

She thought she was the only one who had been to her house.

Really, didn’t she already know? Why did her heart still ache?

…

At nine o’clock in the evening, after turning off the lights and shutting down all cameras,.

One room’s light turned on again, dimly lighting up the entire room.

After a while, He Qingqi pitifully buried her head in a small quilt, subtly revealing a pair of eyes, the corners slightly drooping, like a wronged big dog.

She saw Zhuo Zhiwei open the closet, taking out a few quilts, her dark eyes hiding a field of stars, shining with light and a smile, the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, enchanting the little lion instantly.

Dizzy.

Zhuo Zhiwei made the bed and sat on it, patting, “Your bed.”

Seeing her reluctant expression, she added, “Or I can sleep here.”

He Qingqi, unable to bear the sight of her beloved sleeping on the floor, immediately sat up.

Squeezing out two words, “I’ll sleep!”

With a look of self-sacrifice.

Zhuo Zhiwei, not feeling pity, was determined to teach her a lesson because she had liked Fang Xuanyao early on and now wanted to keep a distance from her.

Pouted slightly.

Glared at her.

This was the first time, since realizing her feelings, that she stayed in a room with Zhuo Zhiwei, despite her status having declined to the point of not even owning a bed.

Yet, the little lion felt inexplicably nervous.

In the silence of the room, her strong and fast heartbeat became more evident.

Clutching the small quilt, she felt her limbs weaken, blood rushing to her face.

She tightly closed her eyes, silently chanting.

Slow down, slow down…

After a long time, He Qingqi suddenly opened her eyes, feeling aggrieved.

It was beyond her control.

She tiptoed out, planning to calm down in the cool breeze.

Outside, the sky was dark, dotted with stars.

He Qingqi was stunned, seeing someone sitting on the three steps at the door, hugging their legs, looking up at the stars, lost in thought.

She opened the door to see Tao Jinghan bathed in moonlight. She didn’t care and sat beside her.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

Tao Jinghan tilted her head to look at her. “Aren’t you the same?”

He Qingqi followed her gaze, lifting her head. “What are you looking at?”

Rolling her eyes, she teased, “Looking at Sister Suitong.”

Her voice was bright, with a teasing tone that sounded playful and mischievous.

Maybe because she had someone she liked now, He Qingqi enjoyed pairing people up.

Especially Tao Jinghan.

Tao Jinghan glanced at her and asked, “What’s it to you?”

“Oh, really.” He Qingqi’s eyes widened in slight surprise.

What’s so surprising?

Tao Jinghan felt a few black lines appear on her forehead.

Suddenly thinking of something, He Qingqi was curious and couldn’t help but gossip: “We’ve been friends for so long; tell me…”

Tao Jinghan raised an eyebrow and asked, “What?”

He Qingqi leaned closer, whispering, “Is Jinghan real?”

Tao Jinghan’s eyes were cool, staring at her for a long time. “Then tell me, is Zhiwei your friend?”

“Heh.” He Qingqi’s face turned red, touching her nose and softly saying, “Yes.”

“Hmm?”

Tao Jinghan obviously didn’t believe it.

“A friend who can become a girlfriend.”

Tao Jinghan let her off, no longer looking at her. “I knew you two had something going on.”

“You can’t talk nonsense!” He Qingqi’s voice raised slightly. “I…”

Tao Jinghan patted her and scolded, “Keep your voice down.”

“Oh.” He Qingqi obediently replied, “It’s just me one-sidedly liking her; I haven’t chased her yet.”

Tao Jinghan raised an eyebrow and smiled. “It’s just a matter of time.”

He Qingqi appreciated this, her face displaying joy without losing her composure. “What about Jinghan?” she inquired.

Tao Jinghan licked her lips, looking at the sky, sighing softly, her voice inexplicably cool.

“Do you know another name for Jingtong?”

He Qingqi, curious, “What?”

“Suihan.”

“There are those who like this CP and those who dislike it. I once saw someone; though the quote was not appropriate, it could explain our relationship.”

“Suihan, then, knowing the pine and cypress.”

“They wither.”

“The key is to wither.”

Tao Jinghan paused, sighing lightly. “So it’s fake.”