Leo Ford, hearing this, stared at him curiously, looking incredulous: "You, fell in love?"
"No." Caleb Lockwood replied calmly, his beautiful eyes fixed on the phone screen, still looking indifferent and cool.
Leo Ford saw him staring at the phone, curiously leaned forward, wanting to know what he was looking at.
Who knew the next second Caleb Lockwood would press the phone's lock button, the screen went black, and he saw nothing.
"Tsk, stingy." Leo Ford snorted disdainfully, took out a cigarette from his pocket, was about to light it when he saw Caleb Lockwood already getting up and walking out.
"How strange, he's leaving so early today!" Leo Ford muttered to himself, shaking his head with a smile.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he propped his tongue against the soft flesh of his cheek, squinting his eyes.
Is he really falling in love?
Caleb Lockwood left the bar, unlocked his phone, looked at the message from Serena Sutton, and a touch of softness appeared in his eyes.
Serena who wants to get rich: "Dr. Lockwood, do you remember Amy? The little girl with the brain tumor before."
"I heard you operated on her, and also helped pay for part of her medical expenses. I saw her at the orphanage today, she's recovering well now!"
A photo was attached afterward.
It was Serena Sutton taking a picture with little Amy, and she was smiling sweetly in the photo, her eyes seemed to hold stars, bright and dazzling.
And the little girl named Amy beside her looked a little shy, seeming somewhat unwilling.
The reason Serena Sutton sent this picture was with a bit of her own intent.
Just to make Caleb Lockwood remember her, not only her name but also her appearance.
As for Amy, she's their current common topic.
Little did Serena know, Caleb Lockwood had etched her appearance into his mind long ago.
Caleb Lockwood sat in the car, one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding the phone. The car wasn't moving, he was just sitting quietly, his attractive eyebrows tightly furrowed.
A trace of distress appeared on that handsome face.
So, how should he reply to this message?
This time, Caleb Lockwood learned from his last experience, opened Baidu, and searched.
"How to chat with girls?"
Among the search results, there was an answer he found quite reasonable.
"Girls like steady and cultured guys, don't get too excited when talking, think carefully before messaging."
Steady? Cultured?
Last time, he said good night, did it make him seem too excited? Not steady at all.
So she never chatted with him again.
Steady and cultured, medical... should be quite a cultured thing, right?
With this in mind, Caleb Lockwood frowned slightly, pondered for a while, then quickly typed a reply.
L: "I have some impression. She had an ependymoma, a type of tumor originating from the ependymal cells lining the ventricles of the brain in the central nervous system. 70% of ependymomas are infratentorial, originating from the ependymal cells of the fourth ventricle, with peak incidence at ages 1-5 and 30-40..."
Serena Sutton stared at the phone, involuntarily pulling at her lips in helplessness.
So, why did he send these medical professional knowledges? How should she reply? Is he a steel-hearted guy or doing it on purpose?
"Serena, we're about to leave now." It was a fellow from the volunteer association, the event was over today, it was time for everyone to go back.
Serena replied and casually sent Caleb Lockwood an "oh" before going off to pack up.
Caleb Lockwood received her reply, looked at the bare "oh," and couldn't understand.
Why is her reply so indifferent?
He put down the phone, pinched the bridge of his nose, and felt like he had something blocked in his heart, stuffy.
-
When Serena Sutton got home, Norbert Suttun had just gotten back from outside.
She rushed over to Ethan, tugged at his hand, and said: "Second brother, can I ask you something?"
Ethan glanced at her, the little girl had a sneaky grin and looked very flattering.
He moved his eyebrows, knowing she needed something from him.
So, he sat on the sofa like a lord, crossing his legs: "I'm a bit thirsty."
"Sure thing." Serena Sutton sensibly took out a can of chilled drink from the fridge and handed it to Norbert Suttun.
Norbert, rarely seeing her so obedient, gave her a sidelong glance: "Go on, what is it?"
Serena immediately sat next to Norbert, pretended to pound his legs, grinningly asking: "Let me ask you a question. If there's a guy who's hot and cold towards you, what does it mean?"
That's just how Caleb Lockwood is.
A couple of days ago, he sent good night, and today he sends her incomprehensible things, truly puzzling.
"A guy?" Norbert instantly pinpointed the key point.
His seductive eyes narrowed dangerously, glancing at her: "Are you in love?"
"What's his name? How old is he? What does he do? Where does he live? Who's in his family? What's his education level? Is his family background clean?"
Faced with Ethan's soul-piercing questions, Serena Sutton froze for a moment, immediately saying: "It's not me, I'm asking for Brandy Quinn. I'm not in love."
Serena concealed her guilty conscience very well, speaking with great conviction.
Ethan scrutinized her for a while, suspiciously replying: "A man's hot and cold demeanor either means he's tired out or he's playing hard to get."
"Analyze based on the actual situation."
Speaking of this, Norbert glanced at Serena: "Is it really not you?"
"It really isn't." Serena replied calmly, with an unchanged expression, not looking like she was lying at all.
Ethan withdrew his gaze, opened the drink, took a big gulp, and lazily stood up.
Yawning: "You're still young, don't always think about dating."
Serena: "..." Brother, really?
After dinner, Serena lay on her bed.
Recalling Ethan's words in her mind, so does it mean Caleb Lockwood is playing "hard to get" with her?
So she can assume that Caleb Lockwood does have a liking for her?
But they've only met two or three times.
Never mind, it's surely because of her beauty that Caleb Lockwood's impression of her is so deep.
Serena thought for a moment and sent another message to Caleb Lockwood.
Serena who wants to get rich: "Dr. Lockwood, are you on duty on Tuesday?"
This time, she quickly received a reply.
L: "Yes."
Serena who wants to get rich: "That's great."
L: "Why?"
Serena who wants to get rich: "I'm coming to see you on Tuesday."
Seeing her reply, Caleb Lockwood was momentarily stunned, and suddenly his heart raced, a strange feeling surged through his heart.
He realized that it seemed to be...nervousness?
L: "Oh."
Just like her last reply.
He has to get used to her way of chatting.
Caleb Lockwood opened a music app, and that piece of guqin music lay quietly in his playlist.
A few days ago, he never thought he would see her again.