Chapter 371 So, can you please stop being sad?
He was soaking wet, and the water from his clothes fell onto the floor, forming a small puddle.
I heard the door open.
The person on the ground, who seemed to have been stiff for a long time, moved his whitened joints slightly, and then slowly moved his fingertips.
"Zhou Sui Huai?"
Bian Zhi called out his name in disbelief.
At this time, he was sitting at her door. There were lightning and thunder outside. He didn't know how long he had been sitting at her door.
Bian Zhi half squatted down, feeling the chill emanating from the man.
Bian Zhi subconsciously thought that Zhou Suihuai was drunk.
She pulled him.
Motionless.
There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so Bian Zhi thought of going downstairs to ask Aunt Li to come up for help.
Otherwise, he would be soaked in moisture and would definitely get sick.
But just as she was about to stand up, a large, strong hand grabbed her slender wrist.
His hand was very cold. Bian Zhi shrank slightly but did not pull his hand out of Zhou Suihuai's.
"Don't go." Zhou Suihuai's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a sense of powerlessness and brokenness in the quiet corridor.
Bian Zhi heard the sound and frowned, "What happened?"
Zhou Suihuai didn't move. He still kept sitting on the ground, but the hand that was holding Bian Zhi's wrist tightened little by little.
When he tightened his grip until Bian Zhi felt a slight pain, he loosened his grip again.
Bian Zhi noticed that Zhou Suihuai was not in the right condition.
This is not the state of being drunk.
Bian Zhi squatted down again and patiently coaxed him, "Zhou Suihuai, what happened?"
No response.
Zhou Suihuai always responded to Bian Zhi, but today he was silent, which was really abnormal.
Unfortunately, he lowered his head, so she couldn't see his expression clearly.
Bian Zhi had no choice but to half-squat and said in a low voice: "Zhou Suihuai, if there is anything, you must tell me, otherwise, I don't know how to help you solve it."
As soon as these words fell, the person holding her hand shook violently.
Bian Zhi pursed her lips and frowned.
Just when Bian Zhi was thinking about whether to say something comforting, the man who had lowered his head slowly raised his head, and then, under Bian Zhi's focused gaze, he turned his head little by little and looked into her eyes.
Bian Zhi was stunned for a moment.
She had never seen Zhou Suihuai like this before.
His eyes were broken and lifeless, with tears falling from them. He looked like a poor puppy abandoned on the roadside.
Bian Zhi's heart tightened.
The voice became softer and softer. "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell me, why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry." Zhou Suihuai's voice was choked with sobs, and his voice was very low. "Xiaoguai, I'm sorry."
Bian Zhi didn't understand, but didn't rush to ask. Instead, she gently wiped away his tears.
Just like when he comforted her, she smiled gently at him, "I don't know what you did, and I don't know why you suddenly said sorry."
"But, Zhou Suihuai, no matter what you do, I forgive you."
"It's okay, so could you please stop crying?"
The crying person's heart feels like it is being grabbed by a big hand, and it hurts so much that he can't even say any words of comfort.
"My father looked for you three years ago," Zhou Suihuai said affirmatively, "and he looked for you again yesterday."
This sentence is still an affirmative sentence.
Bian Zhi frowned, and he probably understood why the fool was crying so sadly.
"Who said that?" Bian Zhi gently wiped away his endless tears.
It seemed as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
"My dad told me that himself today."
Bian Zhi nodded, "Yeah."
"I'm sorry," Zhou Suihuai said, his eyes drooping in grievance through the moist, fragmented light. "I didn't know my father had contacted you. I didn't think you were using me. I'm very happy that you could have dinner with me."
"I don't like people speculating about you like that, even if he is my father."
"I also don't like him looking for you in private and saying those messy and hurtful things, little darling," Zhou Suihuai said aggrievedly, "I asked my father to promise that from now on, he is not allowed to see you without my permission. Don't worry, he won't dare to do that again."
When Bian Zhi heard this, he immediately felt that he was pitiful and funny.
So she sat down opposite Zhou Suihuai, feeling the icy coldness coming from her fingertips while smiling faintly to ease the atmosphere. "Really? Uncle Zhou is so stubborn. It must have taken a lot of effort to convince him not to come to see me."
Zhou Suihuai sniffed, "No, it's just that I made a big scene at home, and then my dad was scolded by my grandmother. She said he had nothing better to do than to meddle in the emotional affairs of the younger generation, and sent him to the ancestral hall to reflect on his mistakes."
Bian Zhi found it funny when he thought about the scene described by Zhou Suihuai.
"Well," Bian Zhi looked at the tears overflowing from his eyes, leaned over helplessly, wiped the moisture from his face with her fingertips, and then smiled and praised: "Then you are very good."
"You're so powerful, why are you crying?"
Zhou Suihuai looked aggrieved, with his eyelashes drooping, and was silent for a long time, as if he was trying to think of words, or as if he didn't want to face the past.
His voice was low, but every word he spoke was extremely clear.
"Xiaoguai, is it because of what my father told you that you married Ou Moyuan three years ago?"
Her peach blossom eyes were tense and filled with seriousness and stubbornness at this moment, which made Bian Zhi almost doubt that if she said yes, Zhou Suihuai would probably get up and go home to make a scene.
Bian Zhi brushed it off lightly, "There are other reasons."
Zhou Suihuai looked at Bian Zhi eagerly: "What's the reason?"
He looked like he was trying to get to the bottom of things.
Bian Zhi thought about it.
"I don't want to lie to you," Bian Zhi said as she went into the room and took out a towel. She sat down on the floor of the corridor and wiped the rain from his forehead. Her voice was light, not like she was talking about her own affairs, but rather telling an insignificant story. "In the beginning, it was indeed partly because of Uncle Zhou."
Looking at Zhou Suihuai's drooping face, Bian Zhi took a towel and wiped his face.
“But it’s not the main reason.”
In Zhou Suihuai's eager eyes, Bian Zhi gradually opened his heart, "At that time, I mainly wanted to leave home. I felt that it was too depressing there. But my father, as you know, was very strict. Unless I got married, there was no other reason for him to allow me to leave the Lin family.
I was young then and thought marriage was just a matter of getting a certificate, so when Ou Moyuan brought it up, I didn't think much of it. Now I think I was too hasty."
"Zhou Suihuai, although I know, to tell you the truth, your marriage was mixed with the conversation between Uncle Zhou and me, you will feel uncomfortable."
"But I'm still honest with you."
"I would never lie to you."
"So, I'm still telling you frankly that I've never blamed Uncle Zhou. I completely understand how he feels as a father who cares about you. So, can you please stop being sad?"
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