Song Mo looked at the man on the sofa with interest, "I want to know, why don't you check it yourself?"
Yan Jue gave Song Mo a cold look and sat there alone without saying a word.
Song Mo said, "Okay, I'm really convinced by you. Your little lover's family has moved away. The neighbors don't know where she moved. They only know that she is going to study."
Song Mo put a check in front of him, "So, this is destined to not be sent out."
Yan Jue frowned, "You didn't give it to her?"
"Everyone has moved away. Where can I go to find him? Something is wrong with you. After your little lover left, your heart was also taken away."
Song Mo's usual tone was full of teasing. It was rare to see Yan Jue care about something, so he took it seriously. "You have a really good memory. I've never seen you leave right before."
It’s been more than a year since a woman remembered it so clearly.”
Moved away?
The man raised his cold eyes and tapped the sofa with his right index finger. On the TV screen in front of him, an excellent dancer was dancing a beautiful ballet on the stage. He remembered that Su Jinse loved dancing. During the competition, she often danced in the middle of the night.
After getting up to practice, Yan Jue thought she was making a lot of noise, so he asked someone to separate a dance room for her. Su Jinse knew that that grateful smile was as bright as he had ever seen.
Su Jinse is very grateful, and she is deeply moved by every little thing.
Su Jinse said she fell in love with him.
He still remembered Su Jinse's eyes when she left, sad, hurt and reluctant to leave.
The women who had been with him all said the same thing. In her eyes, what Su Jinse said was no different from other women.
He doesn't need love.
Su Jinse was the only woman who broke up with him without getting a breakup fee. He was always generous to women, but she didn't get the money, so he paid more attention to her.
That's it.
"Then don't look for it."
The check in front of me became a piece of waste paper and was thrown into the trash can.
Song Mo smiled and said nothing.
However, Yan Jue felt that the check in front of him was an eyesore, so he stood up, picked up the car keys, and strode away.
Song Mo looked at the man's steady pace of leaving with a look of schadenfreude, "Let's see how long you can hold on."
Song Mo looked at a photo in his hand. It was obviously that of Su Jinse. The photo was probably torn from some ID card. The black and white photo showed a quiet smile, which looked clean and beautiful.
"Su Jinse, your magic power is really quite big."
Su Jinse, who has entered her senior year, has already entered the internship period. With her excellent grades, she entered a state-owned enterprise as an intern assistant on the recommendation of the school. She has endless work and reports every day, and her life has gradually entered a new stage.
regular.
Su Jinse officially graduated and walked out of campus soon after handing in her thesis. Her job has also been converted to a full-time employee, working from 9 to 5 every day, but she is full of motivation.
After get off work, she and her colleagues made an appointment to go shopping to get their hair done. Su Jinse sat in front of the mirror and looked at the long hair that she had carefully cared for for many years. She did not expect that ballet and dancers were playing on the TV screen on the wall of the barber shop. As she danced on the stage with gorgeous and graceful movements, she heard her colleagues on the side saying with envy, "Wow, you dance so beautifully."
Su Jinse just smiled and didn't say anything.
She had experienced this kind of scene many times and was able to face it calmly. She left the dance.
Su Jinse couldn't help but think of the silly question she asked Yan Jue before. At that time, she couldn't stand up because she was afraid of hurting her feet, and she cried like a mess.
"Yan Jue, what do you think I will do if I become disabled in the future?"
"If there ever comes a day, I will be your leg and support you for the rest of your life."
At that time, she knew that what he said was a lie, but she was still completely moved.
Su Jinse closed her eyes and tears fell sadly.
I don't know how long it took, but Su Jinse heard the barber say easily, "Okay."
Only then did she open her eyes.
In the mirror, she had pretty short hair and her palm-sized face became more delicate and petite. After her colleagues looked at her from the side, they couldn't help but admire her, "Su Jinse, you look really good with your short hair."
Su Jinse looked in the mirror and smiled. She looked pretty.
When Su Jinse came home, it was already past 7 o'clock. She opened the door and said happily, "Mom, I'm back."
"Sese?"
Lin Rong was not sure when the voice sounded. Su Jinse raised her head and faced her. Lin Rong was stunned for a moment before a smile appeared on her face, "Why did you cut your hair short?"
"Mom, does it look good?"
"nice."
Su Jinse saw Bai Zixuan sitting in the living room and smiled at him, "Zixuan, you are here."
Bai Zixuan resigned from his position as a French teacher in the school half a year ago. Su Jinse could guess that his task was probably completed, but he stayed here for some unknown reason. Her great progress in study was also due to Bai Zixuan's help.
, he has made great progress, he will come to visit Lin Rong whenever he has time, and quietly help the mother and daughter overcome many difficulties. Su Jinse sees this.
"Um."
A pair of fair and slender hands placed on her soft hair and rubbed it gently. Su Jinse looked up and saw Bai Zixuan looking at her. He said, "Very beautiful!"
Su Jinse responded with a big smile, "Thank you!"
After dinner, Lin Rong suggested that everyone go out for a walk, and Bai Zixuan also agreed. In the hot summer, there are square dances in every park at night, and a group of people dance to the songs.
Lin Rong was pulled by a group of neighbors and started dancing too. Su Jinse stood at the edge of the square and watched them dance, smiling lightly.
"This is for you."
A pair of small pearl earrings appeared in front of Su Jinse's eyes, and Bai Zixuan took it and handed it to her.
Su Jinse took it and said, "Thank you, it looks great."
"As long as you like it."
Su Jinse has become accustomed to Bai Zixuan often going out to work. Every time he comes, there are gifts for her. They are not expensive gifts, but they are very thoughtful.
Last time, he said he was going to the beach. When he came back, he brought her a bottle of beautiful star sand. Sometimes it was some small toys, but it always brought her a surprise.
When Su Jinse woke up in the morning, her head felt a little groggy. She insisted on going to the company. She was confused all morning. At noon, she fell asleep at her desk. In the afternoon, when her colleague came to work, he touched her and said, "Ah,
Su Jinse, you have a fever."
Su Jinse woke up and touched her forehead. Sure enough, she felt a little feverish. She asked for leave from her boss and prepared to go to the hospital.
"Would you like me to see you off?" a colleague asked with concern.
"It's okay, I can do it alone."
It had been a long time since she had been sick and she felt very uncomfortable. Su Jinse forced herself out of the company building by herself. She went to the platform to wait for the bus.
A car stopped in front of her, "Get in."
Su Jinse smiled and said, "Zixuan, why are you here?"
"You were sick, why didn't you tell me?"
There was no emotion or anger in Bai Zixuan's voice.
"I can do it alone... I always trouble you. I'm really sorry."
Bai Zixuan sighed, "Let's go."
Su Jinse got in the car and fell asleep again.
When she woke up again, she was in the hospital bed, with salt water still hanging on her hands, her forehead was warm, and a pair of long white hands were holding a towel to wipe her sweat carefully.
His movements were very gentle and careful. After wiping the sweat on her forehead, he wiped her hands, and finally put her hands under the quilt before going out with hot water.
When Bai Zixuan came in again, Su Jinse was looking at her with big eyes. She heard his sigh. He bent down and put his beautiful fingers on her cheek. He looked at her seriously.