What is the definition of washing together? When I came out of the bathroom, it was already an hour later.
Su Jin, suffering from the pain in her waist and back, couldn't help but curse Huo Shaoyan from the bottom of her heart. She was such a lecherous ghost that you couldn't guess his hungry wolf behavior just by looking at his appearance.
She was secretly annoyed that she, Su Jin, had misjudged the wrong person sometimes.
Unexpectedly, the latter retracted his long arms and directly pulled her into his arms. He said with a smile: "The goods have been sent, no refunds will be given!"
One sentence made Su Jin start to grind her teeth again.
It's already past nine o'clock, and there's no need to make breakfast.
Huo Shaoyan took their coats, wallet and her bag, pulled the latter out of the apartment door, and closed the security door.
He walked in front and she walked behind. His steps were big and her steps were small. But even if she fell a little distance, he would always wait for her in place for a while, and then continue walking when she caught up with him.
The sun's rays were not strong, and they only cast their shadows slantingly. One was longer and the other was slightly shorter.
His back was tall and broad. Neighbors would pass by from time to time, and he would greet those old ladies skillfully without any trace of arrogance or alienation on his face.
At the same time, Su Jin was not surprised to see a hint of mutual understanding on the faces of the aunts and ladies.
Su Jin was a little shy. This scene looked so much like a newlywed daughter-in-law coming out of the palace.
Seeing that she had not come forward, he took a few steps back, took her tender palm, and continued walking.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the hands holding her. They were wide and thick, like her father's hands, warm and strong.
The first feeling he gave her was like the feeling of a father. They say that a father is his daughter's lover in her previous life, and this is true. There are some calluses on his hands, which are traces of time and are proof of experience.
.He is older than her, so he can always take care of her in everything.
She thought a lot randomly and finally boiled it down into one sentence.
Does she really want to hold this man's hand for the rest of her life?
It's not a dream, it's not a fantasy. There really is such a person who wants to hold her hand and live this ups and downs life.
She thought and smiled again.
"What are you thinking about?" He waved his big hand in front of her, blocking her messy thoughts.
"It's nothing," she came back to her senses, dragging her chin and looking at her surroundings, "I was thinking that you just deceived me into getting my wife." She rarely joked, but her eyes kept glancing around.
This is a breakfast shop, small in scale and very clean in environment.
"Did you just get it by deceiving me? It seems that I deceived you two years ago."
His two fingertips stretched out and pinched the tip of her nose, "Little bastard, don't tell me you regret it?" He deliberately wrinkled his nose and frowned, looking threatening.
Su Jin stuck out her tongue at him, "So what?"
Two people with a combined age of more than half a century, performing childish drama here, have already attracted strange looks from the other table.
Also, one is in his thirties and the other is in his twenties, which is indeed a bit weird, but the parties involved are having a great time.
He did not refute or respond, but stared at her with his long, dark and warm eyes. The naughty smile on her lips almost blinded him, "In the future, you must smile like this more often." He said suddenly.
Su Jinning thought for a moment, "Have I never laughed like this before?"
Huo Shaoyan took the menu and flipped through it for a while. In fact, there was nothing to flip through, it was just one page.
"I hope that you will be happy every time you are by my side."
Su Jin opened her mouth exaggeratedly and forced out a very unnatural smile, "Look, is it like this?"
He raised his head to stare at her, shook his head with a smile, and pushed the menu towards her, "Let's take a look, what do you want to eat?"
She frowned, there was nothing delicious up there, "Just chaos,"
After she finished speaking and pushed the menu towards him, she frowned and murmured: "But I don't like onions..."
"It's okay," he asked the boss for a large bowl of chaos, and he asked for a large bowl of noodles.
There was a sly smile in Su Jin's eyes, and she looked at him with her little chin, her tone was a bit sad, "Tsk, tsk, what should I do? You decided to save money before I was with you, why am I so miserable?
What? Then shouldn’t I support myself in the future?”
The chaos was cooked quickly, and the boss brought it and placed it in front of Su Jin. Huo Shaoyan moved the bowl of chaos to his side, took out his chopsticks, and prepared to pick onions.
Hearing this, he only raised his eyebrows, his face already slumped, "What should I do? Now I am just a gangster and a poor man. You will have to suffer with me in the future!"
Su Jin was still angry about what happened in the morning, so she just snorted and turned her head away from him.
But he still turned his head from time to time, watching him carefully picking onions, and his heart was already moist.
She never thought that he would actually be willing to put down his posture and pick onions for her.
As a result, after breakfast, he carefully picked out the green onions and the two of them walked over.
At the mental hospital, Su Jin got out of the car and asked Huo Shaoyan to park the car first and come to find her later. But the latter was stubborn and insisted on her waiting for him. After he parked the car, the two of them went in together.
Huo Shaoyan had figured out her thoughts long before she said she was coming here.
Bai Xinhui was a pain in her heart, and now that she had decided to get rid of it and start over, he was extremely happy.
The woman he loves, even if she changes her name and appearance, is still the same kind-hearted Su Mozheng as before. She has never changed. The woman he loves should also be able to take it up and let it go.
Even if he understands, these six words, "take it up and put it down," are difficult for many people to do.
But for his kite, he firmly believed that she could do it.
In the white corridor, some mental patients would run out from time to time, wandering in the corridor, waving their big sleeves, and letting the nurses chase them for a long time.
He walked in front of her, fearing that those people would bump into her accidentally.
Su Jin couldn't persuade him, so she had to let him go.
Su Jin had already asked Bai Xinhui's ward number at the front desk. After walking for a while, Su Jin didn't see the conspicuous ward number until the noise faded away.
This area is a VIP area, so it is very quiet, and there are no patients coming out to make noise.
She straightened up and looked through the transparent glass window. There was a man sitting next to the hospital bed. He was wearing a dark gray coat and had short hair. From the back, it was not Jin Zun.
She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned the door handle and went in.
It's not that she's afraid of seeing him, it's that she's afraid of embarrassment.
As soon as she turned the door handle, a woman's voice came from beside her, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
At the same time, the man sitting bent over by the hospital bed also turned around. He was still holding a bowl of porridge in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand.