【37】Jealous
The second day.
After Su Xueer finished her work at the pharmacy, she went home.
After Qianyu brought her back, he went out.
"Sanlang, I'm back."
As soon as Su Xueer entered the yard, she shouted as usual.
But she didn't see Chi Rui. She thought he was in the room, so she didn't pay any attention.
At this time, the man in Qianyu's room suddenly woke up.
He opened his eyes dazedly and sat up with his hands.
Hearing Su Xueer's voice, he walked out of the house again, leaning against the wall.
"Are you awake?"
Su Xueer was surprised and asked a nonsense question, "Could it be that he is pretending to be dead if he is not awake?"
The man asked, "Where is this?"
Because of the long coma, his voice was dry and hoarse.
"This is my home." Su Xueer looked at the man.
He was a man like a wild horse, with bronze skin exuding wild charm.
The color seemed to be carved by time, and although his face looked sick, he still looked tough.
"What's your name?" Su Xueer asked again.
The man turned to look at Amelia Su, with a hint of confusion and vigilance in his eyes, and slowly said: "I... my name is Han Moqian."
Han Moqian?
Emma, isn’t this the male protagonist in the original book?
These characters have appeared one after another, but the plot, sequence, and time are all messed up?
Isn’t it said that Zhao Yueru first cured Chi Rui’s leg disease and then met the male protagonist?
How could she just pick up the hero and take him home so easily?
Also, the male protagonist does indeed have an immortal aura, and his vitality is so strong.
He was so sick, with a high fever, and had no medical treatment or medicine, but he didn't die.
He recovered and woke up like this.
Su Xueer asked again: "Then why did you faint in the forest?"
Han Moqian frowned, as if trying to recall something. After a moment, he said, "I was on my way to the capital on business, but I caught a cold on the way. My attendant took money to hire a doctor for me, but he took away all the money and never came back. After that, my illness became more and more serious, and I had no money to eat. Finally, I ran out of energy and passed out. I don't remember anything after that."
"What are you going to do in Beijing?" Su Xueer asked again.
Mo Qian looked at Amelia Su, hesitated for a moment and said, "This...this is a private matter, it's not convenient to tell."
Su Xueer: "Oh, since it's inconvenient to say, forget it. How do you feel now?"
Mo Qian moved his body, "I'm still a little weak. Did you save me?"
"Of course." Su Xueer raised her chin. Although she snatched it from Zhao Yueru, at least she asked Qianyu to keep him at home.
"Thank you for saving me, young lady." Mo Qian bowed with both hands.
Su Xueer smiled and said, "Um, are you hungry? I'll get you some food."
Because the atmosphere was not right last night, none of the three of them ate much.
There are still a lot of leftovers in the pot, so why not give them to the male protagonist?
Mo Qian replied without hesitation: "Thank you very much, young lady."
Su Xueer went to the stove and brought all the leftovers from last night to Mo Qian.
The weather was cold and the food had already gone cold.
In order to save firewood, Su Xueer did not light a fire to heat it for him.
After all, the male lead belongs to Zhao Yueru, why should she help Zhao Yueru take care of her husband?
Also, Han Moqian was Chi Rui's mortal enemy in the end. It was he who dismembered Chi Rui and left his body exposed in the wilderness.
So, for some reason, she just didn't want to be nice to him.
When I read that book, I felt sorry for Chi Rui.
Han Moqian swallowed hard when he saw the food.
Then he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth: "Delicious, really delicious."
It had been a long time since he had eaten such delicious food. Although it was cold, it was better than having nothing to eat and almost starving to death before he fell into a coma.
Su Xueer looked at the way he ate.
Tsk tsk tsk, that’s it?
Male lead?
Although he looks good, the way he eats looks too much like a beggar who hasn't had a full meal for three years.
Chi Rui is not like this. He always behaves politely and dignifiedly.
Even when he was chopping firewood with an axe, he was so graceful.
"Um, Han Moqian, we have chopsticks at home, you don't have to use your hands." Su Xueer couldn't bear to watch and kindly reminded him.
She went into the house to look for Chi Rui. Despite the loud noise, he didn't come out. Could he have fallen asleep?
"Sanlang, Sanlang?" She walked into Chi Rui's room and saw that Chi Rui was not in the room.
Where did Chi Rui go?
Three earthen houses, a main hall, and an earthen-walled courtyard—almost the entire area can be seen at a glance.
Chi Rui, who never goes out, is not at home?
She went back to the yard and watched the man eat up almost all the leftovers.
Han Moqian wiped his mouth, looked at Amelia Su, and asked, "Miss, how long have I been sleeping?"
Su Xueer saw him wiping his mouth with his hands, making his hands and face greasy.
Tsk tsk tsk, who is that person?
So disgusting!
"I don't know how long you've been sleeping, but it's been many days."
Han Moqian heard it and said, "It's broken."
Then, the greasy hands reached into his clothes, feeling around, looking around, as if he had lost something.
How shameful!
Su Xueer cursed in her heart.
"Well, I have a handkerchief here. Do you want to wipe it with it?" She looked at him with disgust.
If he hadn't taken advantage of the title of the male protagonist in the book, Su Xueer really wanted to kick him out of the house right now.
nausea!
"It's broken!" Han Moqian slammed the table and stood up.
He was so tall and strong that he almost overturned the table.
Su Xueer was frightened and asked, "What are you doing?"
Han Moqian scratched his head awkwardly, "I'm... sorry... I lost my composure."
Su Xueer: Oh my god, that greasy hand is scratching my head again. This guy is really speechless.
She smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
Han Moqian sat down again.
Su Xueer still responded with a smile and was always polite.
The sound of Chi Rui's wheelchair was heard at the gate of the courtyard, but Su Xueer didn't care.
After all, all attention was attracted by Han Moqian.
"Well, you should wipe your hands with a handkerchief." Su Xueer kindly handed Han Moqian a handkerchief.
I couldn't bear to watch it, so I touched her whole body with my greasy hands.
Han Moqian took it with a smile.
…
Chi Rui looked at the scene inside, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of coldness and dissatisfaction in his eyes.
His lips were pursed into a straight line, with the corners of his mouth turned down, and his expression became a little gloomy, like a sky covered with dark clouds, and heavy rain could fall at any time.
If she remembered correctly, Su Xueer had never smiled at her like this before.
To him, she was either flattering or fawning, either complacent or treacherous, and she had never smiled as innocently as this one.
What's more, she actually handed him a handkerchief and asked him to wipe his hands.
She never even offered him a handkerchief to wipe his hands.
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