think mighty

Hearing the sound, Xu Shaoqing opened his eyes and looked at He Yuxiu, feeling the gloom in his heart still stuck in his chest.

Perhaps he had been holding the pen for a long time, and he felt that the knife was extremely heavy, but he never expected that the desperado saw that money was heavier than people.For that money, they can kill people regardless, or even kill each other.

It's very strange to watch a death.

A body covered in blood, empty eyes, and a hand that is powerless to hold a knife.

Originally, he only made such a bad plan to delay time, but now seeing people dying in front of him, he felt ridiculous.Perhaps to be more selfish, even if that pedestrian deserved to die, he shouldn't have died in the absurd excuse he made up to escape.He always wants to seek a fair position for everyone, but where is the position of this group of people more fair?

He thought for a long time.

Perhaps it is fairer to let the law decide.he thinks.

However, the law always comes very late, and it is often necessary to prove oneself in the light of blood.

After He Yuxiu finished speaking, he looked at Xu Shaoqing. There were some bruises on his shoulders and elbows, which were especially obvious on the skin that had not been exposed to the sun all year round. The thin layer of muscles on his body covered it, and he still had some strength lying on the bed. Thinking that yesterday he was stabbed in order to push himself away, his mood was quite complicated.If he didn't bring such a burden as himself, maybe he, Eldest Master Xu, could get away with it alone yesterday.He walked down and saw the wound on his side waist, gauze was wrapped around his waist, and blood was faintly oozing from the wound, he raised his head, and met Xu Shaoqing's opened eye, which he rarely used In a gentle tone, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him lazily, and asked, "Why, Mr. He loves me?"

He Yuxiu's face froze, he coughed twice, unexpectedly, he changed his opinion of this kid a little bit, and this kid started to talk nonsense again.

Seeing his distressed expression, Xu Shaoqing chuckled lightly, wanted to straighten up and say a few words, but accidentally touched the wound on his waist, and let out a soft hiss.

He Yuxiu became visibly nervous, "You better not move."

Xu Shaoqing was pushed to lie down by him, and He Yuxiu coughed lightly twice, he was used to not wanting to owe others things, it was easy to say what he owed money, but once he owed favors, it was hard to pay back.

"Boy, just be honest. I'll get you whatever you want."

Xu Shaoqing was lying on the bed, he was actually too lazy to move, touched his wound, then looked at He Yuxiu, He Yuxiu was still wearing the long gown from yesterday, it was dusty, looked too thin, and there were bloodshot eyes.Xu Shaoqing stared at his face for a while, then suddenly smiled very lightly, with a faint smile on his face, he coughed twice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. How old I am, it always seems to me how young I am."

He Yuxiu touched his nose when he heard this, he had a really bad impression of this kid before, but now that he is lying on the bed, logically speaking, he should be polite to him.

He opened his mouth, looked at Xu Shaoqing, cleared his throat, and said, "All right, for the sake of the knife I owe you, Young Master Xu, tell me about the knife you took for me, how can I pay it back? "

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him when he heard the sound, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Let's owe it first."

He Yuxiu left Xu's house, thinking about his words, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He went back to take a shower and changed his clothes. Only then did he realize that there were many bruises on his body. He didn't feel any pain at first, but after taking a bath, he suddenly felt pain all at once. He lay on the bed for a whole day, groggy. He began to sweat in the afternoon. If Xie Zhiwen hadn't come to visit suddenly, no one would have known if he had burned to death at home.

A doctor was invited to see the illness and prescribe medicine, Xie Zhiwen looked at him with a frown and said, "Why do you look like this after I haven't seen you for two days?"

He Yuxiu was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, with no strength in her body, lazily instructing Xie Zhiwen to do this, to do that, Xie Zhiwen smashed the towel in his hand on his face a little angrily: "Would you say it?"

He Yuxiu took the towel off her face, looked up, and saw that Zhiwen's face was not in danger, and she didn't dare to be presumptuous any more. Yawning, said: "It's nothing..."

"Nothing?" Xie Zhiwen took his hand, pointed to the very obvious scar on his hand, and asked, "It's nothing?"

Xie Zhiwen lost his temper, which made He Yuxiu a little scared. He looked at the injury on his hand, then at Xie Zhiwen, and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's a small injury."

Xie Zhiwen looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed.

He Yuxiu felt that he was a little strange, and there was some indescribable irritability in his expression. He walked around the room with his hands behind his back, as if he was very troubled. He turned his body and asked, "Zhiwen, are you okay?" ?”

Xie Zhiwen paused, looked back at him, and said, "Compared to you, that's naturally better."

He Yuxiu stared at him for a long time, then shook her head and said, "No, you must have something to do."

Xie Zhiwen looked at him and waved his hands, "You still have time to watch over me? Take care of yourself first, take a look at you, it's only been a few days since the rest, and I got sick again and got injured all over my body."

He Yuxiu felt that he was a bit exaggerated, so she stood up straight and wanted to refute, but was pressed down by Xie Zhiwen.

He had no choice but to lie on the bed obediently. Xie Zhiwen glanced at him and stopped talking. He sat on a chair beside him with an apple in his hand and refused to eat it.

He Yuxiu stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and Xie Zhiwen came back to his senses.

He Yuxiu frowned, then let go, and squeezed out a smile: "In a bad mood? Tell me?"

Xie Zhiwen glanced at him, put the apple in his hand on the table, pinched his eyebrows again, and said, "No."

He Yuxiu stopped talking, and after a while, he straightened up and said, "Why don't you go to the big world for a while, aren't you used to listening to operas, why don't I accompany you to see them?"

Xie Zhiwen looked up at him, sighed again, pushed him down, shook his head, and said, "No, don't think about it, I'm fine."

After that, he paused and said, "I was rejected."

"What was rejected?" He Yuxiu frowned. After a while, he paused and turned around suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "What you said couldn't be..."

Xie Zhiwen gave a wry smile, He Yuxiu immediately became energetic, sat up quickly, her eyes were bright, and she looked straight at Xie Zhiwen: "Do you have someone you like?"

"I like it..." Xie Zhiwen coughed a few times uncomfortably, avoiding his sight, and suddenly the appearance of Miss Su appeared in his mind, and he was stunned.

"Who is that person?" He Yuxiu asked.

Xie Zhiwen shook his head: "This... we'll talk about it another day, I still have an appointment to go."

After all, he hurriedly put on his soft felt hat, and was about to leave in a hurry. He Yuxiu stretched out his hand behind him, and yelled several times, but failed to call Xie Zhiwen back.

He clicked his tongue twice: "It's strange...it's really strange..."

Xie Zhiwen left He Yuxiu's house and boarded a rickshaw at the entrance of the alley.

The car finally stopped in front of a teahouse, and he took out a note from his pocket.

"Mr. Xie, if you have free time, let's talk about it in Xinghualou."

Just sign a Su character.

Xie Zhiwen stared at the inscription on the note, frowned, and walked into Xinghualou.

When he entered the teahouse, he paused: "Miss Su?"

The woman in the corner is still wearing the same white dress from last time, and the silk scarf around her neck is still tied, but the original soft long hair has been cut off a lot at the moment, and it has become short hair. That little red, just like a tomboy.

Sui Yi paused: "Mr. Xie."

Xie Zhiwen smiled and said, "Miss Su, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Sui Yi felt her face was a little hot.

Xie Zhiwen then sat down with a smile. He had two faint dimples when he smiled. He looked very gentle, and he also had a bookish look on his body. He took off the soft felt hat, took out a square towel and wiped his head Covering the sweat coming out of his forehead, Sui Yi folded the square scarf and put it away very politely. Sui Yi stared at his slender fingers for a long time, and then looked up at the few strands of sweaty hair on his forehead. The place is also very beautiful.

Crazy... He swallowed, his heart beating extremely fast.

Xie Zhiwen couldn't figure it out. Miss Su was shy and timid when they first met, but now she took the initiative to invite her, which is really puzzling.

Looking up to see that it was getting late, he sat down, the two ordered food, and even ordered a pot of wine.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Xie Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Miss Su..."

Sui Yi was called several times before realizing that she was calling herself. When she came back to her senses, she found that Xie Zhiwen was looking at her suspiciously. She couldn't help but find an excuse and said, "Sorry, Mr. Xie...has a really nice hat. I was fascinated for a moment."

Xie Zhiwen heard the sound and took off his hat. It was a very common style, not trendy anymore. He didn't know how to take care of himself. He was worried that it would rain today, so he put on his hat when he went out. The weather is sweltering and hot, and I was sweating a lot. Now that Ms. Su praised me inexplicably, I also thought it was funny, and said: "Thank you, Ms. Su's dress is also very beautiful."

Sui Yi froze for a moment, then moved her legs together awkwardly, her ears turned red.

"Thank you."

The dishes were gradually served, and after three or two glasses of wine, the embarrassment between the two of them dissipated a bit.

This Miss Su can drink more than herself...

Xie Zhiwen glanced at him from the corner of his eye, seeing him raise his head and drank it up, he was surprised, Miss Su asked him to drink.She doesn't look very old, but she drinks like a familiar hand.He couldn't help but think of the last time we met at home, Su Huizhen and her words were completely different, one said that she was the only daughter in the family, and the other said that she had a brother, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

But now that I think about it, it doesn't matter. After all, Miss Su doesn't like me, and other people's family affairs have nothing to do with me.

It's just... that Su Huizhen obviously rejected him, but now this is...

"Miss Su, I heard Aunt Su said that day that you don't like nerds, so I thought you would never contact me again."

Sui Yi was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip, he and Su Huizhen hadn't seen each other since that day, but he didn't think about what Su Huizhen said to Xie Zhiwen.Hearing Jian Zhiwen say that now, I feel quite uncomfortable.

He paused and replied, "Su Qin doesn't like nerds."

After saying this, he looked directly at Xie Zhiwen, and bluntly made Xie Zhiwen feel a little embarrassed.

"Then Miss Su today..."

"Sing an opera." Sui Yi took a sip of wine, and suddenly interrupted his words. He was originally drinking to strengthen his courage. After drinking three glasses of wine, he really became more courageous. He interrupted what Zhiwen said, and said two words .

Xie Zhiwen paused, swallowed the words in his mouth: "Singing opera?"

Sui Yi put down her glass and looked at him, her eyes were like ice fresh fished out of the lake in early spring, translucent and glowing, Xie Zhiwen met his eyes, and was stunned for a moment, her heart seemed to miss a beat suddenly, He couldn't tell what it felt like, he just felt hot on his face, and then his fingertips felt uncomfortable.

Sui Yi nodded, the silk scarf around his neck was really uncomfortable, he moved around and spoke, his voice was still a little hoarse, but there was some roughness in the timbre of a young man, it sounded different It's so pleasing to the ear.

He was a little suspicious: "Last time...didn't you ask me last time, what do you like to do? I used to...like singing..."