you're nothing but scum

After Song Xiuming said this, I felt relieved.

Anyway, he was going to tell me.

Song Xiuming asked me to lie down, and I reluctantly lay on my back, while he lay on his side with one hand on my waist.He was probably really tired, he spoke slowly and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Remember what I told you about my going abroad before?"

I nodded.

"It was about six years ago. I stayed abroad for four or five years before I came back. After I came back, I was transferred to my current hospital. I had a boyfriend when I was in college. He was not in the same major as me. He He studied finance."

I'm a little awkward.

Pulling these two photos needs to involve his relationship in college?I'm not interested in those things...

Song Xiuming smiled and said, "Don't be impatient, anyway, now that I've told you everything, you won't misunderstand me."

"Where is the misunderstanding?" I pointed to the two photos in his hand dissatisfied, and said, "Is this the ironclad evidence?"

"Xiao Le, take a closer look, what's the difference between the me in these two photos and the me now?"

I was taken aback, took those two photos and re-examined them, and compared them with the guy lying next to me now, and I found something not quite right.

I didn't notice at all before that Song Xiuming's hair in the photo seems to be shorter.

But what does that mean?Song Xiuming is going to tell me that he went to a nightclub after getting his hair cut?

Song Xiuming sighed and said, "This is the photo my mother asked someone to follow me to take six years ago."

I didn't react for a while, and asked, "What?"

"This is a photo from six years ago. After I broke up with my previous boyfriend... I was depressed for a while, and my mother found out. These two photos were used by her to force me to confess."

I don't understand, although Song Xiuming in these two photos looks much younger than the current one, why did Yao Jiu give me the photo from six years ago?

However, after thinking about it, I figured it out. Yao Jiu never said when these two photos were taken, and it was a breeze to get these two photos with his contacts.

I was a little speechless, even though I knew that Yao Jiu had always used unscrupulous means to achieve his goals, but at this moment, I still had the desire to kick him in the face—you know how to fool me!

God knows... I because of these two pictures...

Song Xiuming said: "Our medical students are always busy from study to work. In the beginning, he and I were really good. We moved out of school and rented a small house."

I looked at Song Xiuming, there was a little smile on his mouth, but it made me feel very annoying.

"Maybe I was really too busy later, so he proposed to break up with me." After a pause, Song Xiuming said, "Actually, I always thought it was nothing. After all, things like feelings can't be forced, and I can't spare a little more time. It's a fact to come and get along with him..."

"It's just..." Song Xiuming said with a smile, "When I found out that he went to nightclubs every day and went out with different people every night, the feeling changed."

I was taken aback: "Are you also going to investigate this kind of thing?"

"Where did you think, where did I get so much energy to hire people to follow others?" Song Xiuming looked at me helplessly and said, "It was not easy at that time, I also entered that nightclub purely by chance, and then Someone pointed at him and told me..."

Song Xiuming didn't say any more.

I imagined it, and I guess if it was me, I would feel particularly aggrieved.

Even if we broke up, at least the original memories are good.However, when the facts are naked in front of your eyes, and someone even points to your ex-boyfriend and tells him, ah, that person comes here every day, or he is very popular here, no matter how beautiful things are, they will become nausea.

With Song Xiuming's personality, maybe he won't show anything, and even smile at the person who told him the truth, but he will definitely not feel good in his heart.

I squinted at him and asked, "Then you gave up on yourself and went to nightclubs every day?"

"Yes." Song Xiuming admitted generously.

I'm speechless.

"I want to see what kind of place it is," Song Xiuming smiled, then put the two photos in front of me, and said, "At that time, I was indeed looking for someone to spend the night in a nightclub, and these two photos should be that place. It was captured on time."

I was silent. In this way, Song Xiuming's behavior at the beginning was no different from mine, but later Song Xiuming came out one step ahead of me.

Thinking of this, I frowned, curled my lips and said: "So you should be very resistant to places like nightclubs, you know what I used to...then, then you still..."

"Xiao Le..." Song Xiuming called my name tenderly, "It's completely different from confessing everything at the beginning after being concealed for a long time."

At first I didn't want to understand what he meant, but when I came back to my senses, I wondered: "You mean you knew I was MB the first time you saw me in the hospital?"

Song Xiuming shook his head and said with a smile, "Actually, the first time I saw you was not on the operating table."

I widened my eyes and asked, "When was that?"

"It was... when I was indulging in nightclubs six years ago." Song Xiuming stretched out his hand and rubbed his index finger against my face. I was tickled by him, turned my head away as if to cover up, and muttered: " Don't move your hands."

Song Xiuming smiles

He smiled and said, "I've been to 'Nightlight' before going abroad."

I was stunned.

"At that time, you seemed to be a waiter?" Song Xiuming seemed to be recalling, and said, "I did see you when I came here for the first time, but I didn't pay much attention to it. When did I see you fighting with another group of people?"

I'm a little shocked, my intersection with Song Xiuming can be traced back so far?

Six years ago... I sighed in my heart. It was only six years ago that I changed from a waiter to an MB. At that time, I was pestered by Tang Qilin every day. If I wanted to fight, I could only fight with Tang Qilin and those gangsters. right...

"You should have no impression at all. After the fight that time, you had a lot of cuts on your face, blood all over your face, and you smiled very happily," Song Xiuming said with a smile, "When you walked back and passed me I fell and knocked my wine glass to the ground and broke it."

I was a little embarrassed, why did he keep mentioning what I did when I was crazy.Of course I felt relieved just after fighting with those gangsters. I guess I said some nonsense at the time, anyway, I must have not compensated Song Xiuming.

"Then I thought, I see that group of people every day, others fawn on them, only you do it when you see them, how strange."

I said angrily: "What's so strange! I'm not cheap!"

"Yeah, yeah," Song Xiuming comforted me, and said, "Afterwards, every time I went to 'Night', I would secretly pay attention to you. Although I didn't like you at the time, I really wanted to get to know you. I always felt that you and They're different."

I twitched the corners of my mouth, thinking, what's the difference.Even if he was a waiter at the time, mighty and unyielding, didn't he fall into the same stinky ditch with those people in the end?

"Later..."

Song Xiuming was silent for a few seconds.

The room was very quiet in the middle of the night, and only Song Xiuming's shallow breathing could be heard in his ears.

I couldn't help asking: "...what happened after that?"

"I didn't go to 'Night' for a while, because my mother found out about my liking for men, and she wanted me to go abroad," Song Xiuming said. Just go out."

"For that matter, my mother and I argued for a long time. When I went back to 'Night' again..."

I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

Sure enough, Song Xiuming said slowly: "When I went back there again, I found that you were no longer a waiter."

Hearing this, I buried my face deeply in the quilt.

I don't know what to say, ashamed?Shame is something I lost 800 years ago.regret?What can I regret... I made all the choices, and I didn't know at that time that I would let such a man lie on my bed one day

'S side.

There was a deep feeling of powerlessness in my chest.

Yes, Song Xiuming was depressed because his boyfriend was looking for one-night stands in nightclubs all day long, and he noticed me later, and he also completed the transformation from waiter to MB under his eyes.

At that time, he should be the real disappointment.

I took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "...So you decided to go abroad later?"

"Yes..." Song Xiuming said softly.

He turned my face away with his hands, looked at me and said: "Actually, after I went abroad, I put all the things that happened in China behind me. I didn't think of you much during the time I went abroad. After all, we didn't even say a word. Nothing was said."

I looked at him silently.

"I was surprised when I saw you on the operating table," Song Xiuming said with a chuckle, "I looked at the blood-stained face and realized that I could still recognize you. I was very curious at the time and thought of you How did you make yourself look like this? When you rushed over from the operating table and wanted to hit me, I was thinking again, who made you look like this... So strictly speaking, I am right You didn’t fall in love at first sight. I met you six years ago, and I was actually very disappointed at that time, because you still did MB in the end, but six years later, I still fell in love with you.”

"Xiao Le, I know you don't believe in love at first sight. I fell in love with you after I knew you for a long time. Every day I see you sitting on the hospital bed and looking out the window, thinking about something, but you have a cold face. If you don't talk to me, you can only have some expression on your face when Liang Liang comes. From then on, I suddenly wanted to know you very much, wanted to know what happened to you, and wanted to see you back then. That smile after the fight," Song Xiuming said, "so don't contradict me, my feelings for you are not out of nowhere, right? Are you really unacceptable to such feelings?"

I was momentarily dumbfounded.

Song Xiuming looked extraordinarily warm under the dim light.

I think he probably poked the most sensitive part of my heart with incomparable precision.

He was obviously disappointed in me, but he still stood in front of me and told me that he liked me.

There seems to be nothing about this feeling that I can question.