Su Yuanjun's Heart + Extra Story

"What's wrong? Xiaobao, daddy knows you're feeling bad, but daddy is always your daddy!" Qin Weitian said gently on the other end of the phone.

Shaoyi held the mobile phone to her ear and remained silent for a long time. Although she didn't care much about her father having an illegitimate child, but he no longer cared about her as before after having an illegitimate child, which made her especially unhappy.

"Are you still listening? Xiaobao, Dad knows it's wrong." Qin Weitian is a cunning, experienced and very courageous person in the business world. His success over the years is not small. One side, at this point, somewhat self-esteem, he did not even admit his mistake to his wife Xiao Wen, but to his daughter.

Shaoyi finally couldn't help crying. She covered her mouth and tried not to make a sound. Her father's love for her in the past came to her mind, and she couldn't hate this man anyway.

She tried her best to control her emotions and replied, "Yes."

Qin Weitian obviously heard that she was crying, but he didn't comfort her. Knowing a girl like him, he knew that the more he comforted her at this time, the more counterproductive he was. The voice on the phone became softer: "Xiaobao, take good care of yourself, Dad will pick you up this weekend!"

"En!" Shaoyi replied briefly, obviously feeling extremely wronged in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, Shaoyi finally couldn't help crying. These days, all the emotions in her heart burst out. After crying for a few minutes, she slowly stopped.Sitting on the bed for a while, she felt her eyes were a little dry, just now she was agitated, and her body leaked a lot, so she simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a simple shower.

As soon as I got out of the bathroom, I heard someone knocking on the door. It was almost ten o'clock, who would knock on the door so late.

Could Shaoyi's first reaction be Liang Jinmu?

She walked to the gate and looked at the surveillance video, it was indeed her!She was holding a bowl of something in her hand, it should be medicine for her stomachache.

Shaoyi had just cried and didn't really want to see anyone, but at such an early night, she brought medicine for herself, and it didn't seem too good if she didn't open the door. In the future, classmates, look up and look down, not to mention that she is Teacher Gu's cousin, and still There is that woman, I don't know what is the relationship with her.

She hesitated for a moment, and opened the door, only to see classmate Liang Jinmu standing at the door, with a handsome face and a slight smile, the moment she saw her, there was a complicated look in his eyes.

She realized that she had just taken a shower, she was still wearing a bathrobe, her face blushed slightly, and she said, "Come in, I'm going to change." After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the bedroom, changing into pink and green I came out with my casual home clothes, and saw that Liang Jinmu was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there was an insulated bucket on the coffee table.

She walked over and sat upright on the other side of the corner sofa, only to hear classmate Liang Jinmu say, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

"No." Shaoyi replied lightly.

"I'm crying in pain." Jin Mu said, staring at her face.

"Did that eye of yours see me cry?" Shaoyi suddenly became angry, this person just picked up whichever pot he didn't open.

Is she still as hot-tempered as before?Jin Mu sighed secretly, and after a while, said judo: "I made some soup for you to treat dysmenorrhea, after you drink it, you won't be in pain anymore."

Shaoyi bowed her head and remained silent. She had a strange problem since she was a child, and she hated anyone to say that she was crying, except her parents. If anyone said that she was crying, she would definitely turn her face.

"I'm not in pain anymore, so I don't need to take medicine!" Shaoyi was still a little angry.

"Well, then you should rest earlier, and drink when you are in pain." Jin Mu still said calmly, and she stood up and walked towards the door after speaking.

The door was gently closed, and the surroundings became quiet again. Shaoyi stared at the thermos on the table, with complicated emotions, whether she should have lost her temper at her just now, and it wasn't her who hurt herself, but now it's over It's absolutely impossible to apologize to her, she can't get rid of this face.

Chapter 5 Pain Relief

Waking up early the next morning, Shaoyi walked out of the room and deliberately glanced at the coffee table, only to find that the thermos bucket Liang Jinmu sent last night was missing. A bad feeling suddenly surged in her heart, and she hurried to the kitchen, only to see that The lid of the silver thermos bucket was lifted, and the bucket leaned on the stainless steel bowl rack beside it, with a soft luster, just like the fair face of classmate Liang Jinmu.

A wisp of hot steam rose from the steam hole of the purple casserole lid, and the air was filled with the smell of old hen chicken soup.

Her mother told Aunt Liu that she must not be allowed to eat overnight food. Aunt Liu regarded that bowl of soup as an overnight food, and the hardworking and dedicated Aunt Liu came early in the morning to deal with it.

A trace of guilt suddenly arose in Shaoyi's heart.

She deliberately arrived at the classroom 10 minutes early today, and there were still many vacant seats. She chose a seat in the back row and sat down, then put her bag on the side seat, then lowered her head and flipped through the book, but kept her eyes on the title page The words on the Higher Education Press.

She glanced at her watch from time to time. It was still 5 minutes before class started. Why hasn't Liang Jinmu come yet? Isn't she so stupid that she can't find the classroom?

"Shaoyi, is anyone sitting here?" Wang Jun's voice sounded from the side.

Shaoyi said without raising her head, "There is someone!"

"Who is it?" Wang Jun asked in that soft tone.

Shaoyi was annoyed at once, and raised her head, only to see classmate Liang Jinmu standing in front of her with complicated eyes, empty hands, and panting slightly.