66: Did he really fall?

Han Qing slowly walked toward the public bathroom in the middle of the carriage.

When passing through the kitchen area, she needed to go around a small bar counter.

Usually, she walked very carefully, but for some reason today, her crutch slipped on the floor—

"Ah!"

Losing her balance, the crutch flew out of her hand, and she fell forward.

"No way, speak of the devil?"

Qin Lin gave a bitter laugh in his heart.

This was such a coincidence; it was practically creating an opportunity for him.

He sprang up almost instinctively.

Rushing over in two steps, he caught Han Qing before she hit the ground.

Time seemed to slow down.

Qin Lin's arm wrapped around Han Qing's waist.

His other hand supported her shoulder.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Qin Lin could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her body.

The fabric of the black knit dress was very thin and had excellent elasticity.

Qin Lin's palm was pressed against her waist, and he could feel the warmth of the skin beneath the fabric, as well as the slenderness of her waist.

His arm was wrapped just below her chest.

That full and soft sensation was clearly discernible even through the clothes.

Han Qing was half a head shorter than him, and as she fell, her face bumped into his chest.

Qin Lin could smell the fresh scent of her hair.

It was the scent of the shampoo provided by the RV.

Mixed with her own faint body fragrance.

It was a warm and fresh scent unique to mature women.

As their bodies pressed tightly together, Qin Lin could feel the fullness of her chest pressing against his own.

That soft and elastic touch made his heart skip a beat.

Han Qing's breathing was a bit hurried, and her warm breath puffed against his neck.

Her hand instinctively grabbed Qin Lin's lapel.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Lin asked, his voice a bit dry.

"I-I'm fine..."

Han Qing's voice was also a bit flustered.

"Thank you, I... my crutch slipped."

Qin Lin helped her stand steady, but he didn't let go immediately.

Her foot injury couldn't take any weight; she needed support.

"Can you walk?" he asked.

"I think so..."

Han Qing tried to move her right foot, but her body tilted, and she fell toward Qin Lin again.

This time, Qin Lin held her even more steadily.

His hand moved from her waist to her back, almost holding her half-embraced in his arms.

Han Qing's face was buried in his shoulder, and even her ears turned red.

"I'll help you to the bathroom."

Qin Lin said, trying his best to keep his voice calm.

"Sorry for the... trouble..."

Half-supporting and half-carrying her, Qin Lin led Han Qing toward the bathroom.

The distance wasn't long, but the two of them were pressed very close together.

With every step, they could feel the movements and warmth of each other's bodies.

Han Qing's long black dress swayed against her body as she walked, making her curves even more apparent.

Qin Lin's hand was on her back, and he could feel the line of her spine and the shape of her shoulder blades.

She really maintained her figure well.

There was no excess fat, but she wasn't skin and bones either.

It was just the right kind of plumpness.

At the bathroom door, Qin Lin stopped:

"Can you manage on your own?"

Qin Lin regretted the question as soon as it left his mouth.

If she couldn't, what then? Was he going to continue helping her?

Wishful thinking.

"I can."

Han Qing lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Thank you."

Qin Lin let go, and Han Qing steadied herself by grabbing the doorframe.

She took a deep breath, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Standing outside the door, Qin Lin felt that his heartbeat still hadn't returned to normal.

That hug just now... the sensation was too real.

Han Qing's body was soft and warm, and the curves of a mature woman had fit perfectly against him.

That touch, that temperature, that scent... He shook his head and walked back to the living area.

Just then, Su Yuran came out of her room. Seeing his expression, she raised an eyebrow:

"What's wrong? Your face is so red."

"It's nothing." Qin Lin sat down. "Aunt Qing almost fell, so I gave her a hand."

"Oh?"

Su Yuran sat down beside him with a faint smile.

"Blushing just from helping her? Brother Lin, you're acting suspicious."

"Don't mess around." Qin Lin said helplessly. "She's a Doctor and an elder."

"She's only thirty-seven; that's not really an elder."

Su Yuran said in a low voice.

"Besides, she's really beautiful and has a great figure."

"Brother Lin, if you have feelings for her, I won't object."

Qin Lin glared at her: "You..."

"I'm serious." Su Yuran said earnestly.

"Aunt Qing is a good person, highly professional, and has a steady personality."

"If she's willing to join us, it would be a good thing for our team."

Qin Lin had a headache: "Yuran, can you not be so... open-minded?"

"In the apocalypse, survival comes first, feelings second, and morality third."

Su Yuran spoke very bluntly.

"The five of us will be living on this vehicle for a long time. If everyone can trust and support each other, or even develop closer relationships, it's only beneficial for the team."

She paused: "Of course, the premise is that everyone is willing. I won't force anyone, and neither can you."

Qin Lin sighed: "I understand."

Inside the bathroom, Han Qing stood in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her face was burning red, and her heartbeat still hadn't calmed down.

That hug just now... was too sudden and too intimate.

She could clearly recall the strength of Qin Lin's arms, the warmth of his chest, and that feeling of being protected.

As a single mother, it had been a long time since she had been held by a man like that.

And Qin Lin's reaction... she wasn't an ignorant young girl; she could feel the instantaneous stiffening of his body.

And that restrained breathing.

He had feelings for her.

This realization left Han Qing with mixed emotions.

On one hand, Qin Lin was indeed an outstanding man.

To be able to build a shelter like this in the apocalypse, have the ability to protect the team, and also respect women.

On the other hand, he was eighteen years younger than her, almost a generation apart.

And then there was Yu Rou... Han Qing splashed cold water on her face to calm herself down.

Let nature take its course.

Right now, the most important thing was to recover from her injury, do her job as a Doctor, and ensure the health of the team.

Everything else could be discussed later.

She straightened her clothes and walked out of the bathroom with her crutch.

In the living area, Su Yuran and Qin Lin were discussing the route.

Seeing Han Qing come out, Su Yuran greeted her with a smile:

"Aunt Qing, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a false alarm."

Han Qing said as calmly as possible.

"Thank you, Qin Lin."

"It was nothing."

Qin Lin nodded, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before shifting away.

Between the two of them, there was a subtle awkwardness, but also an indescribable tension.

Su Yuran saw it all and smiled slightly.

The RV continued south, driving toward an unknown journey.

On the vehicle, five people, five sets of thoughts.

But no matter what, they were a team.

They had to survive together and face the apocalypse together.

Nothing else mattered.