Chapter 110 Feeling sorry for him
It was evening and it had just rained, so the heat dissipated a lot and even the air became much fresher.
By the roadside, Tang Susu touched the concert hall ticket in her bag with her slender white fingers, hesitating whether to give it away.
He Zhimo hasn't seen her performance yet.
She knew he would definitely look at it once she sent it out.
But F City is too far away, and it would take several days to travel back and forth. She was afraid that it would delay his work and that his leaders would have opinions about him.
The man suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to her.
"Susu, what are you thinking about?"
She was stunned and looked up, and the man's peach blossom eyes gave her a slight curl.
Her face flushed, her heart pounding, and she shook her head, "No, nothing."
The man took another step forward and his forehead almost touched hers.
"Is it really nothing?"
The man's cool breath hit her face, and she blinked, feeling very nervous.
The next second, her hand was gently held, and the slightly cool fingertips gently stroked the back of her hand.
An ambiguous atmosphere lingered between the two of them, and her heart was pounding.
he!
What is he going to do?
The next second, the man's slender hand grasped her fingers and took her hand out of the bag.
The VIP tickets for the concert hall were taken out in plain sight.
The man looked at her seriously with his dark eyes, "What is this?"
She was stunned for a moment, then pinched the ticket with her slender white fingers.
Since it has been discovered, it has no choice but to send it away.
She smiled, held the ticket in both hands, and handed it over formally, "He Zhimo, I want to invite you to come to F City to watch my performance."
The man looked at her solemnly and took the ticket solemnly, "I must go to Su Su's performance."
She scratched her hair and smiled, "If it affects my work, I can do it next time. I'll have performance opportunities in China in the future anyway."
"No impact." The man shook his head.
After giving away the tickets, Tang Susu felt a lot more relaxed.
In the summer of July, the pure white gardenias were so beautiful that she was immediately attracted to them.
"He Zhimo, I'll go take a look ahead." She ran forward with brisk steps.
A drunk man came towards me with a beer bottle in his hand.
She frowned slightly and made way for him.
The two were about to pass each other.
The next second, the drunk man looked fierce and threw a beer bottle at her.
She had never anticipated how the drunk man would suddenly attack her. She watched as the strong man smashed the bottle towards her arm and had no time to dodge.
Sudden!
Her eyes went dark.
There was no expected pain.
She fell into a safe embrace.
immediately.
There was a clang sound.
Heavy!
The wine bottle hit someone, making a crackling sound.
She looked up and met a pair of deep eyes.
The man held her in his arms and protected her.
"He Zhimo!" she exclaimed.
The drunk man seemed not to be sober yet, and regarded them as enemies. He took the broken wine bottle and smashed it at them again.
The broken wine bottle, the glass is sharp and scary.
This time, He Zhimo will definitely be injured.
She couldn't let him get hurt.
She closed her eyes, rushed forward, and stretched out her hand to stop him without hesitation.
People were protected.
She opened her eyes, and He Zhimo actually blocked the blow with his arm.
Blood immediately gushed from his arm.
He Zhimo turned around and kicked the drunk man to the ground.
Tang Susu stood on the ground. She looked at He Zhimo's slender arms, which were covered in blood. It was shocking, but she ignored her own injuries and kicked the man hard again and again.
The drunk man on the ground was breathing in less and breathing out more.
She quickly ran over and hugged him, "He Zhimo, stop fighting, let's call the police."
The man then stopped.
She looked at the blood on his arm, feeling distressed. "Does it hurt?"
He shook his head and just held her hand.
He looked at her slender and beautiful fingers, seeing that they were intact, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He raised his eyes, his dark eyes staring at her gravely, his voice still trembling, "Tang Susu, do you know what you were doing just now? How dare you use your hand to get hit!"
Tang Susu was stunned, not knowing why He Zhimo was so angry.
She lowered her head, aggrieved, "It was you who blocked that blow for me, and it was you who was injured, why did you hurt me?"
The man's heart softened immediately. "You're about to perform. What if your hand gets hurt?"
He felt scared when he thought about how she hadn't dared to protect him with her bare hands.
He never missed any of her important performances.
So he knew she loved piano.
And she didn't even dare to raise her hands to block it for him.
If her meridians were injured, it wouldn't just be this time, it might affect her future career. How could she dare to do that?
Tang Susu blinked gently, it seemed that he was worried about her.
She smiled at him, "It's okay!"
"Not again in the future." The man's heart was still beating wildly.
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