Chapter 106: I'll probably take a closer look
Xie Ling left the bar, feeling a deep sadness in his heart. His former business partners probably didn't know that he was seriously injured and hospitalized, and his life or death was uncertain.
She recalled what the nurse had said to her that day after checking the patient's records. "The patient has undergone a second operation, and the results are currently showing good results. However, further observation is needed, and he is not completely out of danger yet..."
Thinking of this, Xie Ling hurriedly left the bar and returned to the apartment that Chen Fu Ji bought for her with his first money.
late at night.
Heavy rain beats against the window frames.
Xie Ling frowned in his sleep.
The dream was the midsummer of seventeen years old.
The shadows of the sycamore trees fell mottled on the asphalt road. In the early morning, she was carrying her schoolbag and hurried to school. Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps behind her.
"Why are you pulling my backpack strap?" She turned around and found it was him. She glared at the tall boy angrily.
Chen Fu Ji's school uniform shirt was soaked with sweat, and his chest was heaving as if he had been running.
He silently handed over something wrapped in oil paper, with suspicious black oil stains oozing out of the edges.
Xie Ling then remembered that Mother Chen had gone out of town to attend a relative's wedding this morning, leaving only the two of them at home.
She would rather go hungry than believe that Chen Fu Ji could make breakfast for her, so after getting up early in the morning, she went out with her schoolbag on her back without saying hello.
My stomach is rumbling now.
"Did you do this?" Xie Ling lifted a corner of the oil paper suspiciously, and saw a charred object lying inside with a few pieces of eggshell stuck to the edge.
The boy's cold, pale face flushed a rare blush as he spoke in a calm voice, "I fried it three times before it was successful." He paused, pursed his lips, and looked at her, "Eat something. You have low blood sugar."
The year Xie Ling's parents passed away, she often couldn't eat and fainted due to hypoglycemia. He still remembers this incident seven or eight years later.
So I got up specially in the morning and used my poor cooking skills to make pancakes for her...
Xie Ling stared at the red mark on the back of his hand from the oil burns, but still took it and took a bite. "It's awful."
She couldn't bear it any longer, so she carefully wrapped the remaining cake and stuffed it into her schoolbag. "I'll eat it in the classroom."
The young man frowned, his eyes fixed on her figure. The chirping of cicadas in the treetops suddenly quieted down. In the end, he didn't say anything. His slightly raised Adam's apple rolled as he made a "hmm" sound.
The heavy rain continued until late at night.
Xie Ling unconsciously curled up in her sleep, her fingers clenching the corner of the quilt. The phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, and a text message from an unfamiliar number popped up:
【miss you. 】
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The drizzle slanted in through the carved window frames, casting slight water marks on the wooden floor.
This is a corridor.
Xie's mother sat in front of a round table made of huanghuali wood inlaid with mother-of-pearl. She gently turned her wrist, which was wearing a jade bracelet, and with a "click" of the silver scissors, she cut off a branch of weeping crabapple.
Next to her was a blue and white vase with a lotus pattern from the Qianlong period, and she was patiently inserting the trimmed branches into the vase.
"My aunt's craftsmanship is better than that of a professional florist."
Shen Xingchu held her chin in her hand and admired. The light pink nail polish shone with pearlescent light in the sunlight, giving her a cute little girl's look.
She was wearing a short cheongsam today and looked as well-behaved as a domestic ragdoll cat.
Cheng Yu was about to agree, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Xie Siyan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.
The man held an unlit cigarette between his slender fingers, surrounded by smoke, his eyes fixed on the ripples of the artificial lake in the distance, and he was not even aware that his cuffs were stained with floral mud.
"Si Yan, why are you so distracted today?"
Cheng Yu suppressed the gloom between his brows and looked towards him.
Shen Xingchu also tilted her head and looked at him, the bow on the end of her hair swaying gently with her movements.
"No." Xie Siyan withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice.
Mother Xie glanced at her son coldly. She didn't know what he was thinking before, but now she could guess about 70% of it when she saw him in a trance. Isn't this a disguised way of deepening her understanding of him?
Cheng Yu suppressed the depression in his heart and turned to look at Shen Xingchu: "How do you like the wedding dress?"
The tip of the scissors accidentally tore a petal, and the juice dyed Shen Xingchu's unpainted little finger red.
“I love VeraWang’s new tutu skirts!”
Shen Xing blushed and glanced at Xie Siyan's reaction from the corner of her eye. "But he'll definitely call me childish again..."
"You are seven years younger than him."
Mother Xie gently put down the scissors, and the jade bracelet made a crisp sound when it hit the table. She seemed to support her by saying, "With me here, no one dares to say a word against you."
After saying that, he turned his head slightly again to pay attention to Xie Siyan's movements.
However, he found that Xie Siyan had already walked into the inner tea room, leaving only a vague silhouette. Cheng Yu looked at him deeply, turned around, and motioned Shen Xingchu to follow him, but he went in another direction.
——
"This is a bracelet passed down from the Xie family. Try it on and see if it fits your wrist."
Shen Xingchu was suddenly surprised to hear this. A look of flattery appeared on her little face, but her hand reached directly for the bracelet. She had fair skin, and this old style did not look tacky at all. She put it on and shook it.
Xie's mother's gaze lingered on her wrist for half a second before she nodded. "Well, it's quite suitable."
This means it's a gift to her.
In fact, Shen Xingchu's family background is far from being good enough to marry into the Xie family.
But because the brothers had previously fallen out and were taken to the police station, and Xie Ling's marriage was involved, Xie's mother directly lowered her demands after this incident.
Since he is young, it will be easier. Xie's mother looked at Xie Ling and thought that getting engaged first was a good idea. As long as they cut off that bad relationship, whether to change the person when getting married later would be up to her, right?
Shen Xingchu acted very happy. He raised his wrist, waved it left and right, and said, "This bracelet goes well with my favorite tube top dress..."
She seems to have a particular preference for designs that show off her legs.
She was also wearing a short skirt at the moment, and her legs were white and straight as she stood by the table. If Xie Siyan had not been in love with someone, he would probably have taken a special glance at her in the corridor just now.
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At night.
When Mu Jia fell asleep, she heard the sound of a car in the yard. She was now very familiar with his daily routine and woke up as soon as she heard the noise.
But after a moment, she lay back on the bed, her head on the pillow, and in the darkness, she heard the sound of someone pushing the door open and taking off clothes.
She clenched her fingers, and before she could completely relax the tension in her body, she felt a force wrapped in moisture falling on the back of her neck.
"Are you asleep?"
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