Chapter 472: Draft in Progress (93)



"Asu, seeking common ground while reserving differences is an unavoidable topic. You can punish her because you perceive her as a servant, not a fellow human being of the same class as you."

Xu Jing rubbed his head and rolled up his sleeves to show him. Although the wounds of varying sizes had healed, there were still unavoidable scars.

Ning Su's brows were furrowed when he saw this, and he didn't even want to say anything. He touched the injured part of his body, his eyes filled with heartache.

If he hadn't acted rashly, he wouldn't have injured a pair of perfectly good arms. Even if the scars could be removed later, surgery wouldn't be enough to remove the original skin.

"If I am as petty as you are, you might not get my forgiveness, but a lawyer's letter instead."

Xu Jing looked up at him, his gaze calm as water, yet Ning Su's nerves tensed and became extremely nervous. He licked his lips, wanting to say something nice to ease the overly calm atmosphere, but in the end, he was defeated by his overly calm gaze.

"Asu." Xu Jing grabbed his hand and said, "Don't live too hard. Relax a little. It's good for you, me, and everyone else."

"You're good." Ning Su pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty and forced a smile: "I'm not good. My thoughts are too dark and not suitable."

"Nonsense." Xu Jing kissed the corner of his lips, clasped his neck, pulled him into his arms, gently stroked his back, and continued: "It's not your fault. It's the difference caused by different choices. Don't punish yourself for the mistakes of others."

"Yeah." He suddenly felt a warm current flowing into his heart, so warm that it made his nose itch and his eyes moist.

In all these years, no one had ever spoken to him in such a sincere manner.

His parents were not at home all year round, and all they gave him was a bank card and a little care.

The teacher can only teach him what is in the book and cannot provide emotional value.

As for Mo Zechuan, who has been with him since childhood, he still needs him to support his emotions. How could he be willing to give him care and consideration?

He is the only one...

Only his Jinxi would speak so much to him openly, patiently analyze the problem for him, and explain it to him tirelessly.

Ning Su thought, if it was Mo Zechuan, the gas tank, he would have replaced the nurse on his own initiative and vented his anger, right?

He seems to be always in a hurry, only thinking about the future and not the future, only solving superficial problems, thinking that he is happy, but in fact he has unknowingly planted multiple hidden dangers for himself.

Zhou Jinxi was better, as she resolved the conflict in just a few words. His mind was now full of his tenderness, and he had no time to care about the nurse who made the mistake.

"Are you hungry? Eat something first." Xu Jing pushed the black rice porridge to him and helped him sit on the side.

"You don't want to eat?" After all, he is a patient. He doesn't even have a meal. Wouldn't he feel sick of eating only two or three dishes?

Ning Su was about to ring the nurse's bell when Xu Jing stopped her with a smile. "There's a convenience store downstairs. I'll get there faster if I buy some buns."

"Go buy it, and wait." Ning Su didn't want to miss the opportunity to show his courtesy, so he went downstairs with his cell phone.

Sure enough, he found a convenience store not far away and packed up a bunch of staple foods, including steamed buns and mantou, and hurriedly carried them upstairs. This was a stark difference from his usual casual and dismissive attitude. It was true that love blinded people, and they unconsciously changed their lifestyle.

He was just about to enter the room, his face filled with joy, when he suddenly heard some illogical sounds. These inexplicable sounds caused him to pause, and he patiently waited in the corner beside the door for the person inside to finish speaking.

Xu Jing: "How's your health? Are you almost recovered?"

"Not bad." Mo Zechuan was delighted when he received Xiao Zhou's call. He said happily, "How about you? Have you been exercising well recently?"

It seems his informants didn't reveal any information to this gentleman. He has been in the hospital for two days, and Mo Zechuan hasn't received any news at all. This is a bit unrealistic.

Xu Jing asked, "You also stayed in the hospital for two days?"

"What do you mean, why can't I be hospitalized?" Mo Zechuan touched his nose and suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Xiao Zhou was the one who caused this. He didn't even know how much effort he put in, and now he had to tell him to his face. How shameless. "I'll come to you when I get better, and we'll settle the score."

Mo Zechuan thought, after all, we are friends, so why can't we talk it out face to face?

Besides, Ning Su didn't take any advantage of him, and in the end, he was the one who got him.

The more I think about Mo Zechuan, the happier I am, and the happier I am, the faster I get better.

This young and naive man didn't hear the hidden meaning in Xiao Zhou's words at all, and was still foolishly thinking about easing the relationship.

As a result, a basin of cold water was poured on his face, which made Mo Zechuan feel cold all over. His heart was trembling and he almost fainted.

I only heard him say: "Mo Zechuan, Ning Su and I are together, let's not contact each other anymore."

"What did you say?" In contrast to Ning Su's cheers outside the door, Mo Zechuan on the other end of the phone still had a smile on his face, but in an instant, his face froze. "You said you were with Ning Su. Don't you hate him? How could you be with him?!"

Hearing him say this was more painful than being slapped twice by Ning Su.

Mo Zechuan never believed what Pei Yiming said. He always thought that Xiao Zhou only loved him and that his heart was small and only cared about himself.

Otherwise, why would he only quarrel with himself and never quarrel with others?

Even though Yu Xiao made him angry, he didn't take it to heart, and didn't even take him seriously, but why did it become like this when it came to him?

Mo Zechuan didn't want to believe Pei Yiming's words, and he didn't want to admit that Xiao Zhou didn't have a place for him in her heart. He reorganized his words, smiled, and said, "Xiao Zhou, you're not kidding me. This isn't funny at all. Can you please stop saying these annoying things?"

"Mo Zechuan, we need to move on." Xu Jing thought for a long time before speaking his mind. "I'm not as good as you think. It's time for you to let go."

"How can I let go?" Mo Zechuan said with a wry smile, "That's easy for you to say. Every time I'm the one taking the initiative, you're the one who passively endures. Every time we argue, it ends in a quarrel, and every time I'm the one who shamelessly begs you back. Xiao Zhou, if you had any intention, you wouldn't embarrass me like this."

Did he break the law of heaven, or was Xiao Zhou his love calamity? Why did he panic and feel heartbroken every time Xiao Zhou said he was giving up? Was this really the calamity that he couldn't escape?

"You said you wanted me to give up, even threatening me with death. If I really didn't care about you, I wouldn't even bother watching you die in front of me."

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