Chapter 22 This time, he didn't push her away
After nine o'clock in the evening, the cold gradually came.
Tang Susu came out of the western restaurant with a light green sweater on her long skirt.
She looked up. There was no moon tonight, and there were almost no stars.
However, the street lights on both sides of the road are bright.
She was going to ride her bike home.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang.
She lowered her head and took out her cell phone from her pocket.
Who would call her at this time?
She was stunned when she saw the caller ID.
He Zhimo.
Although the two had exchanged contact information long ago, He Zhimo never took the initiative to contact him.
Could something have happened?
She quickly answered the phone.
"Hey, He Zhimo, what's wrong?"
He Zhimo stood in the dark corner, quietly looking at the girl not far away.
Under the street light, she stood on the side of the road. The wind gradually picked up and her white dress fluttered in the wind.
He held the phone with his slender fingers and said in a low voice, "Tang Susu, where are you?"
Tang Susu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the night sky. "I'm at home, but I haven't slept yet. What's wrong?"
"Tang Susu, my legs aren't feeling well, and they hurt a little." The young man on the other end of the phone had a low, deep voice.
Tang Susu suddenly became anxious and reached out to hail a taxi, "Does it hurt a lot? I'll come to you right away, wait for me. I'll be there in 20 minutes."
At half past nine, there were still many people in the community, and it was noisy and lively.
Tang Susu rushed all the way to He Zhimo's house.
She knocked a few times, but no one answered.
"He Zhimo, He Zhimo."
She shouted through the door for a while, but no one answered.
Tang Susu hesitated for a second and took out the spare key from her schoolbag.
Although she had the key to He Zhimo's house, she had never used the key to open the door without his permission.
But this time, she was going to force her way in.
She took out the key and quickly opened the door.
The house was empty and no one was there.
"He Zhimo?"
"He Zhimo!"
She rushed in looking for someone.
There was no one in the living room or bedroom.
Even his laboratory was looked at.
No one!
She stood there, looking around in confusion.
How come the person is gone?
She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of the novel where he limped in a pool of blood.
"He Zhimo, where are you?"
Whenever she thought that He Zhimo might have done something wrong, she panicked.
She ran to the elevator door and called He Zhimo.
No one answered the other party's call.
She was about to hang up and call the police.
At this moment, the elevator finally stopped on the second floor.
The phone rang from the elevator.
The elevator door slowly opened.
The boy appeared behind her.
He stood there limping, his face pale and bloodless, looking at her quietly.
Tang Susu was almost crying. She rushed over and said, "He Zhimo, where have you been? You called me out of the blue saying your feet hurt, and I came running over, and you were gone again."
"Do you know that you scared me?"
For the past few minutes, all she could think about was the novel and the terrible experiences he had gone through.
Broken leg again?
Or maybe he was found by the gang of thugs in front of him and was retaliated against.
The young man lowered his dark eyes, staring at her until his eyes were almost red, and said softly, "Just now, I went downstairs to wait for you."
Tang Susu lowered her head and sniffed, then stepped forward and said, "Well, it's good that you're okay. I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, my legs don't hurt anymore." He Zhimo stood and shook his head.
"No, let's go to the hospital for a check-up." Tang Susu insisted on going to the hospital.
He Zhimo always endured it, and the first time he told her that his legs hurt, it must have been unbearable.
"Go to the hospital and ask for money." He Zhimo lowered his head and looked at him solemnly.
Tang Susu was stunned. She didn't expect him to still be thinking about money. "I have money."
She knew he didn't want to spend her money, so she looked up at him and said, "My dad gives me a lot of pocket money every month. I don't give it to you for free. You have to pay me back when you have money in the future. Pay me back more if you have money."
He Zhimo stood quietly, looking down at the girl. She looked up, her clear eyes filled with worry.
He took a step forward, lowered his head, and moved closer to her.
Their faces were only a few centimeters apart.
Even their breathing was intertwined.
Tang Susu subconsciously took a step back.
But the young man's slender fingers firmly blocked her steps back.
He looked down at her and said in a deep voice, "Tang Susu."
The boy's dark eyes reflected the street lights in the corridor, which were surprisingly bright. Tang Susu blinked gently, "Well, what's wrong?"
"You, what is your purpose in doing this?" He Zhimo looked at her, but the girl's eyes were clear enough to see through him, and no other emotions could be seen.
"What's the purpose?" Tang Susu was stunned.
Does that mean he must go to the hospital?
He probably thought she was making a big deal out of nothing. The operation was already done and the doctor said it was a success.
He didn't know that his foot might have to be amputated, so she didn't dare to be careless at all.
She said softly, "Because I injured your leg, you can't have any more."
"Just that?" The boy lowered his head.
Tang Susu nodded. The other person was too close to her, so she turned her head slightly.
Her long hair fell down, and her slender white fingers gently tucked the black hair behind her ear, "Yes, that's it."
"But." She raised her head and smiled softly, "Not only that, I also want you to be happy and grow up healthy."
The world treats him badly, she doesn't want him to suffer so much, she wants to give him some warmth before leaving this world.
"He Zhimo, there will be many people who like you in the future." She took a step forward, "But now, you need to go to the hospital with me and make sure you are healthy. Only then will many people like you in the future."
The young man lowered his eyes. He didn't want many people to like him.
But he looked at her hand on his arm and didn't push it away this time. "Okay."
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