Chapter 15: Just Fifteen Points

What?

Su Yin rubbed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, there was nothing in front of him. When he turned around, He Nan and his group had left.

Am I hallucinating?

He took two steps outside and suddenly remembered that he had worked in Henan Company for several months without receiving a penny of salary. He slapped his thigh and thought that he had the clock-in record and could go to the Labor Bureau to report it and get the money back.

But... there's a faster way.

He went directly to He Nan to ask for the salary for those few months. He turned around and saw their figures disappearing into the door of the box. He didn't want to go up and bump into the big Buddha, so he went with Pei Weixue one day.

"Want a salary?"

Pei Weixue looked up, saved what she had done, and opened another file. "I'm not going."

"Will you come with me?" Su Yin pulled a chair and squeezed in next to Pei Weixue. "The minimum wage is 2,300."

A strange look flashed across Pei Weixue's face. "An excuse."

"What excuse?" Su Yin spun his head, confused. "I don't need an excuse to get paid."

"Use me as an excuse to go find He Nan." Pei Weixue pushed him away and said with a cold and impatient tone: "Is it fun?" After just a few days, he returned to his old ways, and his frown became even tighter.

Su Yin was stunned. He stared at Pei Weixue's annoyed face and said, "I won't go." If there is no salary, then there is no salary. "Have I used you as an excuse to go to him before?" This kind of thing is really hurtful to Xue'er.

Pei Weixue remained silent, tapping the rim of the white jade cup with her bony index finger. Her voice was solemn and cold, "Get out."

Su Yin shrank his neck because of the scolding. Xue'er's expression was not fierce, but these two words felt like a thousand pounds of weight. It was such a stupid idea. The emotions that had finally eased disappeared again.

He lowered his head, his voice muffled, "Stop chasing me away." He could hear the sound of Su Qingyue playing music and practicing yoga in the living room outside. He felt aggrieved and forced a strained smile. "I just want to get my salary back. Instead of going to the Labor Bureau, it would be faster to go directly to the person in person."

Before he discovered that he had foreign debts, he thought that signing the agreement to leave the house empty-handed was a gesture of gratitude to Pei Weixue. Now it seems ridiculous.

He doesn't even have any money, so what difference does it make whether he's clean or not? What a fool.

But he doesn't want to.

Still getting no response, Su Yin stood up with his head drooping, and said dejectedly, "Then I'll leave. You continue with your work."

After the door was closed, Pei Weixue turned around and stared at the door panel in a daze.

In the past, when Su Yin couldn’t find He Nan and Jiang Zhi ignored him, he would come to find him, because he had He Nan’s contact information, and he would call He Nan and He Nan would answer.

They had rarely contacted each other. It was usually He Nan who called him and asked him to take away Su Yin who was drunk and refused to leave He Nan's drinking party, or when Su Yin didn't come home late at night and he was worried and looked for her. When he couldn't find her, he had to call He Nan, and he always found her.

Every time he heard Su Yin's voice from He Nan's phone, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, the pain penetrating his skin and deep into his bones, making him extremely desperate.

After pretending for so long, he still can't wait to show his true face.

It was obvious that Su Yin became obsessed after meeting He Nan only once, so what about those two years he spent with Su Yin?

These days, the clothes made by Su Yin will eventually be delivered to He Nan and then thrown into the trash can.

The clothes he received with great excitement and carefully preserved turned out to be trash to He Nan. How embarrassing for him.

Click.

Light slipped in from the crack in the door, and the familiar shadow was stretched to the feet. Pei Weixue raised his eyes and met a pair of brown pupils. It was the color he saw for the first time when he saw color again. He moved his lips.

I want to shout: Brother Yin.

"Xue'er, come here." Su Yin seemed unaffected by her previous emotions. She walked out dejectedly and came back in with a smile on her face, holding a shirt in her hand and a pair of pants on her arm. "Try it on and see if it fits."

Pei Weixue's expression changed slightly, staring at the clothes in front of her, "My size?"

"Of course." Su Yin gestured with the clothes on him, a gentle smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, "Come and give it a try. The finals require models to walk the runway. Can you be my model like before?"

He took out a 20-centimeter-wide white lace strap from his pocket and said, "I remade this." The hollow part of the strap was shaped like a snowflake, which was very beautiful. The masks and eye masks that Pei Weixue wore when she was his model were also made by him.

Each one has a snowflake pattern.

Pei Weixue let out a faint laugh as he placed the new snowflake lace ribbon in his palm. He pushed Su Yin's hand away, and the clothes and blindfold fell to the ground. He looked at Su Yin's astonished eyes and said in a cold and hard voice, "I don't want it!"

Su Yin couldn't even utter a word for a moment. What had he done wrong? Why was Xue'er so angry?

Just now, after he went out feeling depressed, he talked to his mother, but she ignored him. He suppressed all his emotions and came over with clothes in his hand to coax Pei Weixue with a smile, but it seemed that he had done something wrong again.

"Are you holding this tape to tell me not to forget how ugly I used to be? Are you using it to remind me how despicable I used to be?" Pei Weixue looked at him with a heavy, cold gaze, her face tense. There was a turbulent wave in her dark eyes, mixed with a sense of alienation. "Get out."

"I..." Su Yin looked at him, her eyes trembling slightly, her lips pale as she picked up her clothes and belt. Before leaving, he said, "You are a priceless treasure in my heart, incomparable to anyone else. I just saw that you were in a bad mood and remembered what happened in the past, so I wanted to cheer you up." He paused and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I don't mean anything else."

When Pei Weixue was invited to be a model for the first time, she was very nervous and didn't dare to walk the runway in front of so many people. Su Yin thought about it for a long time and stayed up all night to make a mask and a strap.

The snowflake pattern was embroidered by him stitch by stitch. When he handed it to Pei Weixue, Pei Weixue touched the pattern and narrowed her eyes in surprise, "You are so amazing. You can embroider too." She flipped the fabric back and forth and couldn't let it go.

Su Yin placed his large hand on the back of the chair behind him. Seeing Pei Weixue so happy, his face was full of smiles. "I'm glad you like it. I was afraid you might think it was too fancy."

"How could that be?" Pei Weixue's gentle gaze moved from her hands to Su Yin's face, "Have you only done this to me?"

"Hmm..." Su Yin rested his chin on his hand in thought. When Pei Weixue's smile faded, he said, "There are also Zhiya. But I just sewed his masks with any breathable material without any special embroidery." He reached out to touch the snowflake pattern on the mask. "It suits you very well. It's white."

Pei Weixue never asked about the color. Any color was fine. He was not sure about the color, but Su Yin's would definitely look good. Su Yin asked him if he wanted to try it. He had wanted to try it for a long time, but it was not convenient during class.

Today, Su Yin came to attend class with him. Su Yin was surrounded by classmates he knew, and their whispers were overheard. The classmate to Su Yin's right whispered, "Su Yin, you skipped class and came to our class just to give us this?"

Su Yin put his arm around Pei Weixue's shoulders and raised his eyebrows proudly, "It's very important, okay? Weixue is my muse and may be my model in the future. Otherwise, will the show let you go?"

"Go! Go! Go."

"Those in the back row! Can you come up and speak?!"

The teacher's voice came from the Little Bee loudspeaker. They all hunched their necks and lay down, not saying anything more.

Su Yin turned his head and looked at Pei Weixue, and they both laughed.

-Try it in your rental house after class?

-good.

After putting on the blindfold, Su Yin couldn't take his eyes off Pei Weixue in front of him. He stared blankly.

When the corners of the mouth are flat, it looks cool; when they are slightly raised, it looks cool and elegant.

In an instant, all the scenery faded, and Su Yin looked at him and seemed to feel a little color blind.

"Su Yin?" Pei Weixue looked out through the lace net, his vision somewhat blocked. He walked in front of Su Yin and pursed his lips, "Isn't she pretty?" He wanted to be Su Yin's model. If she wasn't good, it would bring negative impact.

The autumn wind, carrying a hint of dampness and desolation, blew in from the window. An invisible hand lifted Pei Weixue's soft black hair. He raised his hand and waved it in front of Su Yin, "Su Yin?"

Su Yin came back to his senses, "Weixue! You are really great! But..."

"But what?" Pei Weixue took a step forward anxiously. Su Yin took off the belt and held it tightly. The wind blew across his nose, carrying a faint unique cedar scent, which made him a little distracted. "But you should still wear a black mask without a pattern."

Pei Weixue sighed in disappointment, "It really doesn't look good. You should find Jiang Zhi. He's more suitable."

"No, no, no, you are too beautiful and will steal the color from my clothes!" Su Yin put away the straps and mask, "I will make you a new mask. Do you want these two? If not, I will take them away." As soon as she finished speaking, they were snatched away.

Pei Weixue nervously put it into a storage box, "Why not? It's a token of your appreciation." He deliberately ignored the joy of being praised by Su Yin, but the corners of his mouth betrayed his mood.

Su Yin saw it and walked slowly behind him, "Do you have to hide it so well?"

Pei Weixue: "Of course." He even put an exquisite little silver lock on the outside of the storage box. He turned around and bumped into Su Yin and fell backwards. Su Yin held his waist, and the noise around him seemed to stop instantly.

The hand on the waist was trembling a little. After Su Yin let go, he cleared his throat twice and asked, "Did you get bumped into anything?" It was too bad. He actually wanted to hold her longer.

Pei Weixue also turned her head to look elsewhere, "No." It was so embarrassing. She actually wanted to get closer just now.

Boom boom boom~

Whose heartbeat is that? Turns out...it's ours.

Perhaps the memory was too profound, Su Yin thought Pei Weixue would still be cheered up by the girl with snowflake eyes and a mask, but he ignored the fact that their relationship was not an acquaintance, not an ambiguous period, and not a relationship.

It's a divorce.

During those six stolen years, 'he' had done everything he could to hurt Pei Weixue.

As he was thinking, Su Yin returned to his bedroom, his head dropped, and he sank into the sheets.

It's just... a little aggrieved.

Just a little.

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