The sound of joy [The story of the growth of a rich woman]

"You think I'm too squeamish. It's good if I stutter outside when I'm on a mission." Bu Huo said casually.

Su Sheng immediately had a picture in his mind. Bu Huo lay down in the grass full of mosquitoes, staring around, eating compressed biscuits in his mouth. He didn't have time to drink water, and his face was red and his neck was thick from being choked.

Thinking of this, Su Sheng felt both distressed and funny. This was a rich man who was so rich that he could rival his country.

Su Sheng covered his mouth and laughed, and Bu Huo asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Oh! It's nothing." Su Sheng did not dare to speak out the picture in his mind.

Although Buhuo said he was not pretentious, he still ate very elegantly and had a pleasing feeling. Put small bites into your mouth and chew slowly, like a gourmet tasting delicious food.

Su Sheng lamented that this habit developed since childhood not only reflects family upbringing, but also shows the importance and love parents attach to their children. No matter what environment they are in, they will exude noble temperament and cultivation from their bones, making them always confident and calm.

If you get in touch with Bu Huo and Li Zhi, you will find that every tiny movement they make reflects their unique identities. Although they are venomous, they never speak dirty words. Although domineering, he never behaves vulgarly. Observing integrity and etiquette seems to be an innate trait. They never do anything that goes against their conscience, and they also have a sense of responsibility and honor and disgrace that is engraved in their bones.

This may be the legendary aristocratic temperament. China's transformation was different from that of other countries, and the original aristocracy no longer existed. In fact, the nobles are not a hostile force that exploits the people. They are a symbol of a country's civilization and history.

That kind of nobility in the blood cannot be achieved by pretentiousness. The royal family of country B is supported and respected by the people out of admiration for their noble bloodline, rather than submission to the imperial power.

Bu Huo and the others had such a noble aura. As for whether it was related to blood, Su Sheng really didn't know. All I know is that when you are with them, you don't need to guard against the intrigues between villains. Because they disdain, what they pay attention to is the rules, not the plundering.

Bu Huo put down the tableware after he was seven-tenths full, looked at Su Sheng with satisfaction and said, "Good boy, let's go."

Su Sheng knew that his right arm was injured and helped him put on his coat. Picking up the flowers on the table, the two of them walked out with their fingers intertwined.

Sister Hua smiled heartily when she saw that the two of them were in two completely different states when they came in and out, and gave Su Sheng a box of flower cakes she had made by herself.

Su Sheng expressed his thanks, and Bu Huo finished settling the bill. Saying goodbye to Sister Hua, the two walked towards the car.

The bodyguard has been waiting here, and it is not convenient for Bu Huo to drive by himself now. The bodyguard opened the rear door and the two of them got in. The bodyguard ignored Bu Huo's instructions and put down the soundproof board wisely.

Su Sheng and Bu Huo sat in the back seat honestly and did not act beyond the rules. Both of them were in the joy of regaining their lost possessions and regaining their treasures. They looked at each other, their heads touching each other, and the fingers of their two hands clasped together tightly. It gives people a sense of peace and tranquility in the years, and let us grow old together slowly.

The car quickly drove back to the private apartment on the Rhine River. Su Sheng held the flowers and Bu Huo helped her carry her schoolbag. The two took the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor, opened the door, entered the room, and changed their shoes. The whole sequence of actions was so accustomed and commonplace.

Su Sheng put the flowers on the closet, took the schoolbag from Bu Huo and placed it on the sofa. He took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and helped Bu Huo gently take off his coat.

Like a silly little kid, Bu Huo looked at Su Sheng dreamily, letting her do what she wanted, and felt so sweet in his heart.

After washing his hands, Su Sheng opened the refrigerator, took out two apples and started peeling them.

Bu Huo sat obediently opposite, admiring this pastoral poem.

Su Sheng finished peeling the apple, cut it into small pieces, put a small fork on the apple, and put it in front of Bu Huo.

Bu Huo sat motionless, opened his mouth, and signaled Su Sheng to feed him with his eyes.

Su Sheng picked up a small piece of apple and put it into Bu Huo's mouth. He chuckled and said, "Brother, one of your hands was injured, and now it looks like both of your hands are disabled. In addition, your mental damage fee is a bit big." Open your mouth."

Bu Huo smiled lightly and said nothing, enjoying the rare treatment of being a patient. He ate the apple with Su Sheng's hand, his eyes staring at Su Sheng for a moment. My heart was so beautiful that I completely forgot how pitiful and aggrieved I was before.

After feeding a few pieces, Su Sheng stopped his hand and said seriously: "Can you let me see the wound now?"

Su Sheng has mentioned it three times, and she has been worried for a long time. She can't rest assured until she sees it with her own eyes.

Bu Huo just didn't want to worry Su Sheng anymore, so he had no reason to refuse at this time. I picked up the cup and took a sip of water, feeling like I was drinking to be bolder.

Su Sheng helped him take off his sweater, revealing a short-sleeved T-shirt underneath.

Su Sheng had already seen the layers of gauze that were bandaged. The base of the arm was almost wrapped like a rice dumpling. One could imagine how extensive the wound was. She wanted to see inside, but after opening it, she couldn't wrap it up so professionally, so she gave up the idea. Just looking outside made her feel distressed, and the image of Bu Huo being injured immediately flashed in her mind.

Bu Huo said it was an injury sustained during a mission, but she couldn't ask in detail. She didn't know whether it was a knife wound or a gunshot wound. She could only find out what the injury was after removing the gauze and seeing the wound surface. Whether it was a stab wound or a gunshot wound, it would not be a minor injury that kept him in the hospital for so long.

Su Sheng's little hand lightly applied it to his injured arm, trembling slightly. He turned his face sideways, not letting Buhuo see his red eyes, and said inaudibly: "Don't let yourself get hurt again."

After saying that, tears fell uncontrollably. Suddenly it occurred to her that if this was a fatal injury, she would never see this man again. The heart-breaking feeling of losing a loved one made Su Sheng realize what it means to be heartbroken and heart-wrenching.

If it’s gone, it’s gone. Even if you cry, make trouble, lose your temper or act coquettishly, he won’t even know about it. This person will never appear in your life again. Only when you lose it will you know how much you don't cherish it when you have it.

If two people get along, they will get together, and if they don't get along, they will break up, but there should never be misunderstandings or regrets. Su Sheng, who has lived in two lifetimes, not only cherishes life, but also has infinite reverence and deeper understanding.

Bu Huo didn't want Su Sheng to see the wound, but he just didn't want her to worry or feel sad. After hiding it for so long, he still couldn't escape this incident. No matter how beautiful your thoughts are, reality will bring you back to where you started.

He gently stroked the tears in Su Sheng's eyes with his fingers, and said softly: "It's okay. You can remove the gauze in a few days. I just don't want to see you crying in sadness, so I didn't tell you.

It will make me feel bad if you do this. Be good and trust me. I will protect myself for you in the future. "

Bu Huo saw Su Sheng, who had always been cold and cold, crying for him. In addition to feeling distressed, he also felt arrogant that Su Sheng had taken care of him in his heart.

He rubbed the top of Su Sheng's hair and held her in his arms. I heard the person in my arms say: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Bu Huo felt a warm and cool feeling on his chest.

"I don't blame you. I made my own decision and didn't explain the situation to you in time, which led to the misunderstanding. As long as you don't blame me." Bu Huo kissed the top of Su Sheng's hair and consoled her.

"From now on, we agree to communicate in a timely manner if there is any misunderstanding, and not to resort to cold violence without saying anything." Su Sheng wiped his eyes and said what he had reflected on.

"Okay, I've really experienced your cold violence, a violent blow that is so cold to the bone." Bu Huo put his chin on the top of Su Sheng's hair.