…Or maybe she isn’t. He stepped back slightly and frowned, gesturing for her to keep her distance. He wasn’t sure how she’d react if she realized it was the wrong Lu Xun, though he didn’t quite care, either. “Nothing is, however I implore that you keep your distance. I have overworked myself and I fear that I’ve gotten ill because of it. I wouldn’t want to pass it onto you.”
He was sick! That wasn’t good! “You poor thing!” Lord Lu Xun was a good person, after all. If he needed to be taken care of, who was better for the job than the caring and generous Xiaoqiao?! Well–maybe a nurse..
“Come with me!” She, despite him obviously trying to keep distance between them, leaped and grabbed his wrist, tugging playfully for him to follow her. “I’ll make you hot tea and you’ll feel all better!”
A dusty--angel è piaciuto