Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Hearing the word "Ruomu", Xiao Jun thought for a moment that he was dreaming.

Didn't she leave?

She should be in Haicheng now.

How could he appear outside his study door again?

Before the brain gave the next action instruction, Xiao Jun had already raised his legs and walked towards the door.

He opened the door abruptly, and standing in front of him was that thin little girl.

She was wearing a white-washed brown coat, which was a single dress. The snowflakes on her shoulders hadn't completely melted, and the snowflakes on her hair had already turned into water droplets. The snow wetted her hair, and the strands of hair stuck to her forehead. , looks a bit pathetic.

She shivered like this, her eyes were red, and she appeared in front of Xiao Jun as if in a dream.

Before Xiao Jun could speak, she twitched the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "I'm sorry, Young Master Xiao, I'm here to disturb you again..."

"What happened."

Xiao Jun asked, lowered his head inadvertently, and saw her feet, no shoes, only a pair of cotton socks, stepping on the cold marble floor in the corridor, the insteps were slightly arched.

Xiao Jun frowned and said, "Where are the shoes?"

Ruomu quickly explained, "I took it off downstairs, stepped on the mud, got dirty, and couldn't find spare slippers..."

Xiao Jun heaved a sigh of relief, thinking she came barefoot.

As for the spare slippers at home, he didn't pay attention to these little things. He was relieved knowing that she didn't come barefoot. He stepped aside from the door, "Come in first."

Ruomu nodded and walked into his warm study.

The study room has a wooden floor and her feet are not cold. Standing in the middle of the room, she gradually relaxed her toes.

Xiao Jun sat on the chair in front of the drawing board, pointed to the sofa next to him: "Sit down and talk."

Ruomu looked at his clothes, as if he was afraid of soiling the sofa, and finally walked silently to a wooden chair facing his drawing board, and sat down.

Xiao Jun usually practiced basic skills, and when he was painting some still lifes, he would set up the scenery on a chair, nothing more than flowers and fruit utensils.

But today, Wakagi has become his model.

Seeing her sitting on the chair, with her frightened and nervous eyes open, Xiao Jun seemed to see the girl who appeared in his dreams every night and walked into reality.

The only difference is that she is wearing clothes at this time, but not in the dream.

Xiao Jun averted his eyes, picked up the palette and brush, and adjusted the colors aimlessly, in order not to look at her again.

"I thought you had already settled down in Haicheng, why did you come back suddenly?" Xiao Jun tried his best to speak in a normal tone.

"Um... I... I think..."

Xiao Jun looked at her again, examining everything about her.

She was lowering her head and twisting her fingers together, as if what she was going to say was something unspeakable.

He put down the palette: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it, it doesn't matter."

"I want... I want to borrow some money from you..."

After saying this, she lowered her head and put her fists on her knees.

It seemed that such a sentence had exhausted all her strength.

Xiao Jun didn't expect to borrow money, but he also thought it was normal. When a girl arrives in Haicheng, a place she doesn't know well, her daily expenses must be more than she imagined.

If I had known that day, I would have given her more money.

"How much do you need."

She looked up, looked into his eyes, and seemed to find it harder to speak.

Is it too much, sorry to say?

Xiao Jun sank his mind and said, "I have some cash at home. If you don't need much, I can give you cash directly or transfer money to you. If you need more, I can also write a check."

Ruomu stared at him blankly, "Aren't you going to ask me what to borrow money for?"

"You can say what you want, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Xiao Jun has never been short of money in his life, but he also knows that a penny is hard for a hero, let alone a little girl.

And the feeling of bowing your head and reaching out to someone is bound to be uncomfortable, Xiao Jun doesn't want to increase her psychological burden, at least when she is in trouble, she thinks of coming to him for help, instead of being stubborn when she hits the south wall and doesn't look back.

Xiao Jun saw that it was really difficult for her to speak, so he continued to ask, "How much do you need?"

"I want to borrow one hundred thousand from you," she said after a pause, "I know you have money, but I will pay the IOU, and I will definitely pay it back..."

"So do you want cash or transfer?" Xiao Jun interrupted her.

She swallowed her last words and said in a low voice, "Cash...if you have cash..."

"Wait here for a while." Xiao Jun said, stood up from the chair, and walked to the inner study.

After a few minutes, Xiao Jun came out with a small leather bag, came to Ruomu, and handed the bag to her: "Take it."

She took it with both hands, bowed to him, and the tears in her eyes fell on the floor.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Xiao Jun didn't like her using honorifics, nor did she like her bowing to him tremblingly all the time.

He reached out to help her up, but before touching her body, he withdrew his hand again, clenched his fingers tightly, and placed them on the side of his body.

"Is there anything else?" Xiao Jun returned to his drawing board.

Ruomu walked to his desk, took the notebook, and lay down on the desk, writing something.

Xiao Jun glanced at her, "What are you doing?"

"I'll write you an IOU."

Xiao Jun frowned, and wanted to say no, he was not short of this little money at all, and he had the right to support her as a friendship.

But Ruomu had already written it, and took the IOU that she had written neatly, and handed it to him with both hands.

Xiao Jun took it and took a look. It turned out that her surname was Wang, Wang Ruomu.

And behind her name, there is also a string of phone numbers written, which seems to be her contact information.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jun folded the IOU in half, got up, walked to the desk, and put it in the drawer.

"I'll keep the IOU, but you don't have to rush to pay it back."

Ruomu said thank you again, and then politely said: "Then you are busy, I... I will go back."

"How did you come here? I just wanted to go sketching, so I can drop you off."

She quickly waved her hand and said that the car was waiting outside the manor.

Xiao Jun didn't insist anymore.

Ruomu turned around and walked out, halfway there, turned around again.

Xiao Jun was staring at her back in a daze, when Ruomu turned his head suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to look away, but he still met her gaze and asked, "Is there anything else?"

She shook her head, looked at the window, "close the window, it's very cold, don't catch cold."

Xiao Jun's heart warmed up, and he nodded: "Okay."

"Goodbye, Master Xiao."

"See you."

Xiao Jun also smiled at her.

When she came, she had a bitter face, but when she went back, she finally saw a little smile.

It seems that these tens of thousands of dollars have solved her problem.

Xiao Jun was a little relieved, but at the same time couldn't help but wonder, what kind of problem did she encounter?

Ruomu opened the door and went out, and when Xiao Jun was left alone in the room again, a feeling of loneliness for no reason came to his heart...