Xia Shuzhu didn't understand Lin Ze's world, or their world.
This is not a pretentious statement, but a fact.
Xia Shuzhu worriedly asked Lin Ze why he refused to forgive him face to face, or even said a nice word.
She believed that Lin Ze still could not forgive Ruth and was still angry about the mistakes she had made back then - under Lin Ze's brainwashing, she also believed that what Ruth had done was wrong.
But Ruth knew that Lin Ze had accepted her through actions.
Lin Ze ate a table of dishes that were mostly prepared by Ruth without hesitation. This was Lin Ze's attitude tonight.
Ruth knew that Lin Ze hated someone and was unwilling to accept someone. Not to mention eating the food she cooked, even if he stayed with her for one more minute, he would feel uncomfortable all over and look ugly.
Eating the food she cooked and taking the initiative to chat with her proved that Lin Ze accepted Ruth.
Whether it was his own choice or forced by Xia Shuzhu, Lin Ze sent a message that he would no longer avoid Ruth.
It was enough for Ruth that he could express his stance like this.
Lying flat on the soft bed, Ruth's flat and boneless lower abdomen was covered with a thin silk blanket prepared by Xia Shuzhu himself. She placed her hands gently on her lower abdomen and stared at the blue ceiling calmly.
Xia Shuzhu lives on a higher floor and can see part of the night view of the city through the glass windows. There is a lot of entertainment and entertainment.
This is a beautiful city. An oriental city that exudes a mysterious atmosphere. Ruth does not have time to stay longer. Like in other cities, she takes a quick glance at the sights before leaving this city where she may never come back.
City.
This was the basic state of Ruth's life, which was rushed and boring, unable to store too many feelings and remember too many people.
Xia Shuzhu is her friend, a rare friend. As a lonely and cold female super agent, Ruth's friends can be counted on one hand. Her life is lonely and desolate. Even if she died in any mission, she can be found in front of her grave.
I'm afraid not many people sent a bouquet of flowers.
Regret? Regret? Feel unwilling that your life is so pale and empty?
Ruth lifted the edge of the thin blanket and gently pulled it towards her chest. Her beautiful eyes like stars gave the answer: It's worth it.
Everyone has obsessions, whether it's family, love, friendship, or Ruth's mission.
In her philosophy, completing a task is to be responsible and contribute to the country and society. In her principles, once she accepts a task, she will spare no effort to complete it, even if it costs her life, she will not regret it.
She thinks so and has been doing it. It’s just that the mission two years ago changed her style. She no longer participates in teamwork. As long as her superiors allow her, she will perform missions alone. At least in this way, when she completes the mission regardless of risk,
There is no need to worry about sacrificing the life of your partner, and there is no need to blame yourself or feel guilty.
If you want to sacrifice, sacrifice yourself!
She is paranoid, unkind, and even insensitive.
But MI6 gave her high praise and praise - the strongest female warrior in the British Empire.
But for some reason, she suddenly felt that the night wind tonight was a bit cold.
She is not a woman who is afraid of the cold. She can wear a thin coat and walk in the ice and snow on the snow-capped mountains at more than ten degrees below zero, and pursues her target without sleep for three days and three nights. But tonight she feels so cold, so cold
My heart is cold to the core.
She slightly curled up her alluring body that drove men crazy, and her cold and quiet eyes showed a trace of exhaustion and nostalgia.
Dong Dong——
A sudden sound came, and Ruth subconsciously put her palm under the pillow, and then raised the corner of her mouth in a self-deprecating arc. She secretly sighed that the occupational disease had caused her severe nervousness.
"Please come in." Ruth sat up and said.
Xia Shuzhu walked in with two bowls of sweet soup in his hands, closed the door behind his back, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid of getting fat?"
Ruth smiled politely and moved her seat for Xia Shuzhu.
The two women were sitting cross-legged, each holding a bowl of sweet soup. Neither of them cared whether the sweet soup was delicious, nor did they pay attention to the passing of time. They talked a lot in English and Chinese.
A nonsensical but interesting topic.
Xia Shuzhu was very happy, and Ruth was in a good mood. Getting along with Xia Shuzhu was a rare relaxation for her after her overwhelming work.
"Xia, he is a good man." Ruth said calmly.
"Ah?" Xia Shuzhu was stunned by Ruth who changed the topic and asked curiously. "Are you talking about Lin Ze?"
"Yeah." Ruth nodded.
"I also know that he is a good man." Xia Shuzhu said with a slight happiness on his brows. "It's just that I know very little about him."
"No one in this world can really understand him." Ruth added. "I mean what he went through."
"Well, I didn't want to know him completely. Everyone has their own secrets and privacy, I understand." Xia Shuzhu hugged her knees, stared at Ruth with her bright and beautiful eyes, and smiled.
"What about you, you can't be a spy all your life, right? Have you ever thought about what you will do in the future and what kind of life you will live?"
"Eighty percent of agents will die in a mission before retiring." Ruth said bluntly. "There is no point in thinking about unrealistic things."
Xia Shuzhu was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and said, "I believe you can live a long life."
"What are you doing living so long?" Ruth smiled.
"I don't know either." Xia Shuzhu said with a smile. "This is a compliment from our country, China."
"Thank you." A warm smile appeared on Ruth's face.
"How about I sleep with you tonight?" Xia Shuzhu suddenly said boldly.
"Huh?" Ruth looked at Xia Shuzhu curiously.
"Haha." Seeing this, Xia Shuzhu couldn't help but laugh brightly and teased, "Are you thinking wrong?"
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"In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under the Red Cliff. A gentle breeze came slowly, and the water was calm. He drank wine with the guests, recited poems about the bright moon, and sang graceful chapters. After a while, the moon came out.
On the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew stretches across the river, and the water reaches the sky. A single reed is like a trace, and the vast expanse is in confusion. It is as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind, but does not know where it stops; it is as if it is left behind in the world.
Independence, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality - Lin Ze, explain the original meaning of this passage." Teacher Qian suddenly stopped talking and shouted.
"Ah?" Lin Ze, who had dozed off with his forehead propped up, suddenly raised his head, wiped away the irritation at the corner of his mouth and said, "What?"
"Translate the classical Chinese passage I just read!" Teacher Qian puffed his beard and glared.
The classmate sitting in front of him reminded him that it was Su Shi's "Ode to the Former Red Cliff". Lin Ze suddenly realized it and racked his brains and said: "In the autumn of the Renxu year, on July 16, Su Shi and his friends went boating under Red Cliff because of the beautiful scenery.
Infinitely good, this group of people became very poetic, wrote lyrics and composed music. Maybe they were having too much fun, which caused these literati and poets to have hallucinations, as if they were on drugs, thinking that they were about to become immortals."
"Puchchi——"
The students lowered their heads and snickered. This guy's explanation was really unique and very in line with the style of the younger generation. Furthermore, although his summary was very general, he also roughly put forward the key points in the article, and Teacher Qian couldn't fault it.
Something is terribly wrong.
After some instruction, Teacher Qian told Lin Ze to sit down and said meaningfully: "Student Lin Ze, please don't use some indecent and unethical words when answering questions in the future, which will affect the mood of other students in class."
"Will it affect it?" Lin Ze shouted to his classmates.
"Won't!"
"Thank you all for supporting me." Lin Ze looked around with his fists clasped, then sat down slowly.
Teacher Qian glared at him angrily and continued in class, shaking his head.
Lin Ze was in a daze all morning in class, either sleeping with his forehead propped up or lying directly on the desk. The posture he adopted depended on his preference for the teacher.
For example, Teacher Qian, a leading figure in the Purple Flower Chinese Language and Literature world, was given a lot of face by Lin Ze. At least he did not fall into a deep sleep, and he could barely answer the questions with a little reminder. If he were a teacher of other subjects, Lin Ze would have answered questions like a fool.
That's not right.
As for the English class taught by Xia Shuzhu, unless Lin Ze is extremely sleepy and can't stand it, he can still hold on.
However, there was no English class this morning, so Lin Ze slept very smoothly. He slept almost all the way from the first class until lunch time.
After lunch, I went back to the dormitory and took a nap. I was preparing to perform better in the English class in the afternoon and tried to use my pure spoken English to show off, but I found that five minutes after the bell rang, Xia Shuzhu still didn't come.
The classmates all started talking one after another. They didn't understand what Teacher Xia was doing.
You know, Xia Shuzhu has never been late or left early since he started teaching. This is the first time he hasn't entered the classroom for five minutes.
As the class monitor, Li Jiancheng saw that the class teacher didn't come, so he pretended to go to the office to look for her. Three minutes later, the result he got was that Xia Shuzhu didn't come to work at all.
This news caused an uproar. Xia Shuzhu actually skipped work?
Even if you have a lot of busy work, you should at least arrange classes with teachers of other subjects. Being so irresponsible and saying that you can't come is not like Xia Shuzhu's style.
Lin Ze felt vaguely that something was wrong and immediately called Xia Shuzhu.
"The phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later——"
The call couldn't be reached. Lin Ze's brows furrowed deeply.
He didn't have Ruth's number, so he called Xiao Hei across the ocean to inquire. After getting the phone number, he called Ruth again.
After a long wait, the call was finally connected. However, there was a sharp whistling sound coming from the phone. If Ruth wasn't sitting in the car with the window open, then she was running at top speed——
"Where is Xia Shuzhu?" Lin Ze asked in a deep voice.
"Kidnapped." Ruth said hastily with a hint of anxiety in her tone.
