Chapter 161 Band-Aid
Less than two minutes after he finished explaining, the driver's door of the Porsche opened. He first saw her feet in white shoes, then her skirt blown by the wind, and then she slowly leaned out of the car.
Keep your footing firmly on the ground.
Locked the car.
She picked up her small bag and walked slowly into the alley.
She glanced at passersby every two steps, clutching her arm tightly. Han Zhan immediately got out of the car and followed her. She was very sensitive to unfamiliar surroundings and was very alert. The bluestone tiles under her feet were not easy to walk on. She twisted her foot and nearly fell. Frightened, Han Zhan instinctively rushed forward to help her.
Fortunately, she kept her balance.
Didn't fall.
Han Zhan's heart was pounding, his eyes fixed on her, not daring to relax even a little.
…
This alley is not long.
Shi Yin, however, had a particularly difficult time walking.
She hadn't worn sleeveless clothes in a long time. When she drove out to the alley, she realized she hadn't brought a coat. She hesitated for a long time before opening the car door until the maid called and said Han Zhan was arguing with Uncle Han.
Both of them are people she cares about.
She wanted to appease both sides.
She mustered up the courage to get out of the car. The bright sunlight stung her skin, and she instinctively covered her arms with her hands as she avoided the gazes of passersby.
Shi Yin spotted the shop sign and trotted into the shop. Facing the boss's gaze, she subconsciously dodged before saying, "One serving of Tremella Soup."
"Please wait a moment."
"Um."
She nodded.
I chose an empty seat in the corner and sat down.
Business was booming. In the blink of an eye, many customers poured in, and the small shop was instantly full. A woman with a child looked around, walked towards her, and asked, "Is anyone here?"
"without."
The woman smiled gently and led the child to sit down.
Children of four or five are very active and can't sit still for long. While the woman stood up to take her order, he studied Shi Yin across from him. He slowly climbed down from his chair, walked around the edge of the table, and moved in front of her. He tilted his head to look at her arm, which was covered with her hand, and looked at her with his big, confused eyes: "Sister?"
Children are innocent.
Not aggressive.
Very cute.
Shi Yin looked down at him and whispered, "I'm hurt."
He blinked and leaned closer again, catching sight of a partially scabbed scar between her fingers. The little boy, not caring about the lollipop in his hand, lowered his head and rummaged through his pockets. He dug in and out a Yunnan Baiyao bandage.
He raised his hand.
The little arms are raised high.
He handed what he thought was the best 'trauma medicine' to Shi Yin.
He held it up for a moment, and without waiting for Shi Yin to take it, he tore open the package and stood on tiptoe to carefully apply the band-aid to Shi Yin's arm. However, the band-aid was too small, and she had too many scars, so he couldn't cover them all.
He was a little anxious.
He lowered his head and searched his pockets again.
After searching for a long time and even digging out the residue from the melon seed shells, she still couldn't find the second band-aid. Shi Yin lowered her eyes and met his red eyes. She slowly reached out and touched his round head, comforting him: "The injured area has been bandaged. The rest are just scars and don't need bandages."
"Lele, we should go."
The woman called out at the door.
The little boy responded, grabbed the lollipop on the table, took two steps, looked back at Shi Yin, took two more steps, ran back and stuffed the candy in his hand into her palm.
Children don't understand comfort.
He only knew that when he fell and got hurt, his mother would put a Band-Aid on him and buy him some candy so that he wouldn't be sad and stop crying.
Shi Yin watched him walk away, his small figure disappearing into the afternoon sun. Her gaze remained fixed on that spot for a long time, and as she pulled it back, she looked down at the True Knowledge lollipop in her hand.
Turn your head.
His eyes fell on the medicated bandage on his arm.
She stared at the new and old scars for a long time. In the past, she always thought that these wounds were ugly and shameful, so she covered them up, wanting to hide them deeper and deeper.
"Little sister, your Tremella soup is ready."
The boss came over.
Put the packaged porridge in front of her.
"How much?"
"Eight."
Shi Yin scanned the QR code on the table and left the porridge shop, carrying her lunch box. She walked through the crowded aisle, out of the shop, and into the bustling bluestone alley.
The owner of the shop was busy cooking porridge.
Customers were busy eating.
No one would pay attention to the scars on a stranger's hands.
Even if someone saw her, there would be no cold stares or rejection, let alone sarcastic remarks. Shi Yin reached out and touched the small bandage on her arm. Her frown gradually relaxed, and the sunlight falling on her body became softer, no longer stinging.
at the same time.
Han Zhan stood at the entrance of the porridge shop, watching his wife walk into the sunlight and disappear into the alley. At that moment, the people dining inside stopped moving, the porridge chef fell silent, and the woman who had left with the little boy returned to the shop.
Assistant Yan paid the performance fees one by one.
Settle the payment.
When she looked towards the door again, Han Zhan was gone. She looked up and saw him walking quickly into the afterglow of the sunlight, following Shi Yin's footsteps.
…
Twenty minutes later.
The Porsche Macan is parked on Beishan Villa Boulevard.
Shi Yin got out of the car, carrying a bowl of warm Tremella soup, and entered the yard, greeted by Ah Xiu. She lowered her head and spoke to Gou Zi, "Are Ah Zhan and Uncle Han still arguing?"
"Hmm~"
"Stop arguing? That's good."
Shi Yin entered the house and changed into the couple's slippers at the entrance. After learning from the servant that Han Zhan was in the study, Shi Yin immediately went upstairs and headed straight to the end of the east side.
She knocked on the door.
Hearing the echo from inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.
The desktop computer on the desk was turned on, but there was no one sitting in the chair. She looked around and called him twice before she saw him coming out of the bedroom.
He seemed to have just changed his clothes.
He put on his bathrobe in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to tie the belt around his waist.
Shi Yin placed the Tremella Soup on the table, then walked towards him. As she got closer, she stared at him for several seconds. She didn't blame him for arguing with the elderly Uncle Han, but instead said, "Are you in a bad mood today?"
“A little.”
"Isn't it nice when you wake up in the morning?"
Coax her into changing her skirt.
Patiently braid her hair.
He happily took a camera to take pictures of her in the flower garden.
Han Zhan avoided her gaze and made an excuse: "When you were drawing the design, Uncle Han talked to me privately about work. I was annoyed by him, so I went upstairs."
"Uncle Han asked you to find a job?"
"Of course."
Shi Yin glanced at the lit computer screen. It was a bit far away, so the view wasn't clear, but he could vaguely make out it was a recruitment page. Apparently, he couldn't quite accept being called a gigolo, so he decided to go out and work.
Shi Yin withdrew his gaze.
She took the initiative to hold his hand, and imitated how he usually coaxed her, sharing her experiences with him: "When I went to buy Tremella soup, I met a very cute little boy. He saw that I had a wound on my arm and put a band-aid on it for me."
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