The sofa was also black, and the black woolen coat made his face look as pale as snow.
After not seeing each other for 2 months, he has lost a lot of weight, but it can be seen that he has just tidied himself up, his hair is clean and neat, and his clothes are neat and wrinkle-free.
Under the light, his expression was dull. Except for the haggard look on his face, he still had the deep and handsome features of an aristocrat.
Chanel stood at the door, glanced at him, and became focused.
This face appeared in her dreams all the time. It was the same as she imagined, but different at the same time.
It was as if a sharp blade was cutting back and forth across her chest!
"Miss Xia, please go in first?" the driver reminded in her ear.
Chanel suddenly came to her senses, walked in, and the ward door closed behind her.
Shanel stood there, not daring to step forward or look at him again...
When Su Shijie came in from her, his eyes stayed on her face for a moment, then moved away.
Chanel squeezed her hands tightly, her eyes fell elsewhere, and she heard the sound of him pouring tea.
In the quiet ward, the sound of tea flowed quietly, as if the blood in Chanel's body was flowing quietly.
"Come and sit." Su Shijie put down the teapot and finally spoke.
It's just that I haven't seen him for two months, and when I hear his voice again, it's like it was from the last century, and a long-lost palpitation rises in my heart.
How dare she go and sit there? How dare she sit next to him!
Her mind went blank, and Chanel seemed to be back in the high school exam room, so nervous that her palms were sweating.
But compared to her, Su Shijie seemed too light and airy.
"Why, do you still want me to invite you to sit down?"
His voice was polite and gentle.
Although there is no trace of temper or coldness, there is too much alienation.
Chanel straightened her mood and looked back at Su Shijie, but her focus did not dare to stop on his face. She walked over and sat at the farthest seat from him.
On the coffee table, a writing pad has been prepared.
Su Shijie moved the writing board and tea in front of her——
His fingers have slender phalanges and well-defined joints. Just looking at his hands, you can tell that he has lost a lot of weight.
Moreover, his hands were as pale and bloodless as his face.
When she came in, Chanel first looked around the entire ward. The bed was empty, except for Su Shijie sitting on the sofa, deserted and lonely.
Chanel took the pen and wrote on the writing board: [Thank you, what does Mr. Su want from me?]
While she was writing, she found that her hands were shaking nervously and her handwriting became crooked.
Chanel took two deep breaths... to control herself!
Su Shijie's eyes fell on her wet body and messy hair.
From the moment she came in, he saw her embarrassment.
"It must be cold outside."
It was raining outside, and Chanel was soaked by the rain before she got in the car.
Chanel uncomfortably brushed her hair and straightened herself out as much as possible——
[Well, may I ask what Mr. Yiyisu wants from me?] Chanel lowered her long eyelashes. Chanel, this is all you have!
Su Shijie seemed to be laughing, a low laugh.
Chanel was surprised, wondering why he was laughing?
Su Shijie looked at her with a desolate look and said, "If it wasn't about our child, would you refuse to come see me?"
How much he missed her, how deeply he looked at her!
Chanel bit her lip: [Our child? Where did the child come from? 】