Chapter 70 Can You Stop Bothering Me?
Sang Sui didn't expect Sheng Yize to come back.
She thought that he would never come back after he left last time.
Sheng Yize grabbed the black man's hand, curled his lips, and asked in English: "Brother, there is no need to hit people, right?"
The black man's anger had not subsided yet, and another man with an Asian face came and had his hand grabbed. He became even angrier and shook off Sheng Yize's hand, cursing in English.
He uttered all kinds of vicious and ugly words.
With saliva flying everywhere, Sheng Yize frowned and took a step back in disgust.
The manager who heard the noise hurried over, calmed the black man down, then turned around and asked if Sang Sui was okay.
After asking, Sheng Yize and the manager found out that the black man wanted a medium-rare steak, but when the steak came, he felt it was too raw and couldn't eat it. He kept saying that they had served the wrong dish and threatened to demand compensation.
Sang Sui was entertaining them at the time, and he explained to him after hearing what he said. However, the black man saw that Sang Sui had an Asian face, a thin body, and looked easy to bully, so he raised his hand to hit him before he even finished listening.
"Okay, okay, it's our fault, sir. We apologize to you now." The manager said in English, "Don't be angry. As a token of our apology, sir, we will serve you a well-done steak again and it will be free of charge. We hope you enjoy your meal."
When the black man heard the manager apologize so humbly and said that the bill was free, his anger subsided.
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Rest room.
Sang Sui's ankle was scratched by the broken pieces of bowls and plates. The wound was big and bled a little.
Manager Xiao came in from outside, handed her the medicine and asked her to treat the wound.
"Give it to me." Sheng Yize took the potion from his hand and squatted down.
Manager Xiao finally asked Sang Sui to apologize to the black man. Thinking of this, Sang Sui felt very aggrieved.
Why?
She did nothing wrong, she just explained it to him, but not only was she insulted, she also had to apologize to that person in return.
Manager Xiao saw her sitting there with her hands on her knees, her head drooped, her eyes red, and she looked very aggrieved.
He is Chinese, and knowing that they are Chinese too, he explained in Chinese: "Sang Sui, you may have just arrived in France and have not yet adapted to the lifestyle here, so you may have forgotten that this is France, a country that does not have strict gun control."
Sang Sui paused and looked up at him.
"This is not China. It's not a safe country where we can argue with others boldly when we have a conflict with them." Manager Xiao said earnestly, "This is a country that does not have a 100% ban on guns. This means that if we didn't appease that person just now, we might have been shot by him suddenly."
"Although we didn't know if he had a gun, at that time, we needed to be in a safe environment."
Sang Sui's eyes trembled, and he immediately understood Manager Xiao's good intentions.
"thank you."
Manager Xiao shook his head: "Then you guys take care of the wounds, I'll go out and entertain the guests."
"Um."
After Manager Xiao left, Sang Sui hissed and subconsciously retracted his feet.
Sang Sui came to her senses and saw Sheng Yize half-kneeling in front of her, his head lowered. His drooping hair covered his deep, dark eyebrows.
He held the wet cotton swab between his bony fingers and wiped her wound very gently, as if he was treating a rare treasure.
He remained silent, as if lost in his own self-blame.
Thinking of what happened in the past, Sang Sui quickly retracted his foot and refused him to apply medicine to him.
She held out her hand: "No need for you, I can do it myself."
Sheng Yize's hand stayed there, without moving for a long while.
Thinking of the scene just now, he still felt a lingering fear.
"Sheng Yize!" Sang Sui was a little angry.
"Have you ever thought about what you would do if that person had a gun at that time?" Sheng Yize raised his head and met her eyes.
Sang Sui was stunned, "What should I do?"
"I have thought about it."
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"If you're in danger, I'll take the bullet for you."
Sang Sui's pupils tightened, and he looked into his eyes quietly, then suddenly smiled: "So? Sheng Yize, do you want to do something that moves yourself?"
The man's eyes were startled.
"Sheng Yize, we had no relationship before, and we have no relationship now." She looked serious, "Don't do anything that moves you, I don't care."
Sang Sui snatched the medicine from his hand, stood up and left.
"sorry."
Sang Sui paused.
"I apologize for what I said before. No matter what you do to me, even if you beat me, scold me, or punish me, I won't complain. But can you..." He fixed his eyes on her, "Don't ignore me?"
She threw all the letters he wrote into the trash can. She didn't want anything from him anymore and even wanted to exclude him from her world forever.
This feeling of being excluded from her world was too painful. Every time he thought about the distance between him and her getting farther and farther, he felt panicked.
He was afraid that he was not even qualified to stand in front of her.
Sang Sui took a deep breath, turned slowly, and looked into his dark eyes.
She had secretly liked his face, his eyes, and even him as a person for many years.
But when he said those words in front of so many people, she just felt that her love had become a joke.
He smashed her self-esteem to pieces and even stepped on it hard, making her self-esteem the topic of conversation and laughter for others after dinner.
"Sheng Yize, why did you say that?" Sang Sui pulled the corner of his mouth, "Do you feel happy trampling on my self-esteem?"
"No, I just misunderstood..."
Sang Sui interrupted him: "Forget it, I don't care now anyway."
Sheng Yize's eyes trembled, and his lips moved: "W-what do you mean...you don't care anymore?"
"I don't care. You are just a stranger to me now." She curled her lips and smiled freely, "A stranger, why should I care what he said before?"
“…”
Sheng Yize stared into her eyes closely, suddenly chuckled, turned away, and raised his hand to wipe away the liquid from the corners of his eyes.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm his body which was numb from the stabbing pain in his heart.
stranger?
What a stranger.
He really deserves it.
"Sang Sui," Sheng Yize smiled, "Can you please not treat me like this..."
Sang Sui said nothing and turned and left.
Sheng Yize quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "Even if you hate me, don't ignore your wounds. Can you apply the medicine before leaving..."
Sang Sui shook his hand off and turned around: "Sheng Yize, don't you understand yet?"
The man's eyes were stunned.
"When I threw all your letters into the trash can, you should have understood that I don't want to see you at all now!" Her eyes were red, "Can you... stop bothering me?!"
These words were like a knife, stabbing into his heart.
Sheng Yize stood there in a daze, and even after Sang Sui had turned around and left for a long time, he still maintained that posture.
She really didn't want to see him.
So she came to a foreign country without saying goodbye to him, and even kept her study abroad information a secret.
But he was a servile person, he disliked her, he was thick-skinned, he ran over shamelessly, approached her self-righteously, and even met her.
She hated him so much.
It must be even more annoying now...
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Sang Sui ran directly to the warehouse.
She sat on a pile of messy cardboard boxes, hugged her knees, and tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.
She had clearly warned herself not to be sad for that man anymore.
She also boasted that when she saw him now, she would definitely treat him as a stranger and there would be no more fluctuations in her heart.
But she was wrong.
She was still easily affected by his emotions.
This feeling is really terrible.
She really hated herself for being like this.
As Sang Sui sobbed, a clear voice in Chinese suddenly sounded above his head:
"Hello, do you need my help?"
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