Hey! The CEO who just scolded me met someone on a blind date.

When he came back, Su Zimu had a bottle of red wine in his hand.

Jiang Huaizhou stood up and took the red wine. When he saw her sitting down, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Su Zimu pursed his lips and said, "I don't usually drink much. This bottle of red wine was given to me by Jiang Yi when he came."

Jiang Huaizhou listened to her explanation carefully and smiled, "I see."

"Huh? How can you tell?" She didn't believe that she could tell whether he was drinking or not.

Jiang Huaizhou deliberately teased her, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you not drink today?"

Su Zimu raised his eyes to look at him inquiringly.

He then said: “It’s not the right time.”

Su Zimu was completely confused, "What's wrong?" Do you have to choose an auspicious day for drinking?

Jiang Huaizhou raised the red wine in his hand and said, "It can't be opened."

“Why can’t I open it…”

"Ah? Ah, a bottle opener. Let me look for it." Su Zimu quickly stood up to hide his embarrassment. He turned around and wanted to slap himself twice. It was so embarrassing. What was the point of explaining?

After searching through boxes and cabinets for more than ten minutes, Su Zimu finally found a bottle opener and handed it to Jiang Huaizhou.

"Can you drive?" Jiang Huaizhou asked.

Su Zimu blinked his eyes, "You don't know how to drive?"

Jiang Huaizhou didn't deny it, Su Zimu looked disgusted, "You're going to the grave to burn newspapers, are you kidding the ghosts?"

"Let me try."

Soon, Su Zimu discovered that he was not lying, but she had never opened the red wine.

The two of them worked together for a long time and finally succeeded in opening the bottle of unfortunate red wine that they had to drink tonight.

"Are you disappointed in me?" Jiang Huaizhou asked suddenly.

Su Zimu smiled and shook his head, "Everyone has things they are good at and not good at, there is no need to be disappointed." He has drunk red wine countless times, and today is probably the first time he has opened a bottle of red wine by himself.

The two raised their glasses and clinked them lightly.

Su Zimu: "Are you still smoking now?"

Jiang Huaizhou shook his head, "Occasionally, when I'm upset."

Su Zimu: "Stop smoking. It's bad for your health."

"Well, I won't smoke anymore." Jiang Huaizhou nodded, and a different emotion arose in his heart. He always had a feeling that when they met again this time, she seemed to treat him differently.

Su Zimu took a sip of red wine and asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

"It's no big deal." Jiang Huaizhou responded, looking up at her suddenly, "You... know?"

Su Zimu lowered his head, his eyes drooping, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He didn't look at him, nor did he respond. His hand, holding the wine glass with too much force, turned white at the joints, and his shoulders began to tremble visibly.

At the moment when her tears were about to fall uncontrollably, she stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Although she had tried her best to be patient and controlled, Jiang Huaizhou still heard the difference in her voice and walked up to her in two or three steps.

"Why are you crying?" He reached out to wipe away her tears, but she turned her head away stubbornly, leaving his hand empty.

"My eyes are fine. Look, I am standing in front of you fine. Not only are my eyes fine now, but my body is also healthy. I eat on time every day, exercise, don't smoke, and don't drink as much as before..."

He wanted to coax her, but he didn't want Su Zimu to break down. She started out crying silently, then sobbed softly, and finally burst into tears.

Jiang Huaizhou was now completely panicked. Did he say something wrong again? His heart was filled with heartache and fear. He didn't know how to comfort her, so he just stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, feeling her body temperature and the ups and downs of her body.

Su Zimu did not struggle, just leaning on the shoulder that was once very familiar to her, crying earnestly and unrestrainedly. She cried for her guilt, her grievance, her heartache, and the fate that played tricks on her...

It was unknown how long it took for Su Zimu to calm down and feel awkward. She wanted to keep some distance between the two of them, but she found that Jiang Huaizhou held her even tighter.

"Jiang Huaizhou, let go." She said in a muffled voice.

"No." He didn't want to let go as he greedily sniffed the familiar scent on her body.

"I can't breathe." Su Zimu struggled a few more times before he let go.

The two of them kept a certain distance from each other. Jiang Huaizhou looked at her red and swollen eyes, which still had one or two tears in them, and raised his hand to wipe them away for her.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Su Zimu didn't dare to look at him.

"It must be painful, right?" A rough palm covered the long scar on her left cheek.

"No." Su Zimu couldn't help but tremble. He wanted to step back, but Jiang Huaizhou put his arm around his waist and kissed him.

One, two...

His kisses fell on her left cheek one after another, as if this would make the shocking scar disappear.

"Don't be like this, Jiang Huaizhou." Su Zimu reached out to push him away. She didn't want him to see the ugly scar, and she didn't want him to feel guilty.

Jiang Huaizhou stopped and stared at her with a passionate look in his eyes. He gently stroked her pink lips with his fingertips, and opened his thin lips slightly, his voice was hard to suppress, "Can I?"

Su Zimu looked into his dark eyes, which were full of shining stars, bewitching her to fall deeper and deeper into their enchantment.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiang Huaizhou lowered his head and kissed her lips, slowly and gently, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

After a round of wet kisses, Su Zimu felt her body go limp and she was about to lose her balance. She reached out to push him away, but Jiang Huaizhou noticed and took advantage of the situation to move her with her back against the wall to save effort, freeing up one hand to unbutton her shirt.

Su Zimu suddenly felt a chill on her chest and opened her eyes abruptly. She stretched out her hands to try to push him away, but he freed one hand to clamp her hands and lifted them above her head, leaving her powerless to resist.

His mouth held her earlobe, and his hot and humid breath sprayed on her neck, making Su Zimu's body slide down even more. A low and restrained voice came from his ear, "Mumu, I want you. Can I?"

Jiang Huaizhou had already made his mind a mess. Su Zimu looked at the person in front of him with watery eyes, "I miss you so much, Jiang Huaizhou."

Three years is enough time for people to forget many things and many people, but there are always some things and some people that will never be forgotten as time goes by, but instead are like being engraved on the heart by a knife.

She missed him, every day. But she never dared to say it before, but now she can say it loudly to him, she missed him very much, she loved him.