A cold and ruthless voice sounded in my ears.
Su Yu's pleading words paused, and she raised her head to look at him blankly. Her eyes were red, with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tears overflowed and fell on her hands, soaking the bloodshot wounds.
It also drew Shao Jinglin's gaze to the wound.
The tears were salty and the stings stung the wound. The woman's palms shrank. She was as thin as before, and she pulled his sleeves helplessly. There were pointing eyes from all directions, looking at him especially pitifully.
Isn't she squeamish? Isn't she not fond of hardship? So what is she doing now?
Shao Jinglin couldn't help but feel a hint of self-mockery.
"Everyone, please leave first. I have some personal matters to deal with here." Shao Jinglin suddenly said to the others.
He still couldn't remain indifferent.
Everyone woke up and hurriedly responded.
Private matters...
As everyone left, they thought about these words and realized that the two people were indeed having an affair.
When Boss Zhang saw this, his face was not very good, and his expression changed again and again.
Bad, that woman seems to really know Mr. Shao.
Then wasn't he very cold-hearted just now? No wonder when he asked the security guard to pull the woman down, he always felt like he was being stared at coldly by Mr. Shao.
What if Mr. Shao holds a grudge against him for that woman?
Boss Zhang complained endlessly and expressed regret.
Soon, only Shao Jinglin and Su Yu were left here.
It's so quiet that you can hear each other's breathing.
At such a close distance, Su Yu smelled a pleasant scent on the tip of her nose. It was very light and reminded people of the endless wilderness or wheat fields on a summer night.
The man opened his lips, breaking the silence.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Su Yu heard him ask.
He lowered his eyes slowly, raised his hand and pinched her chin, the force was very light, but Su Yu did not dare to struggle, her red rabbit eyes met those ink-like black eyes.
"Seven years ago, when you left, you said that we had never met. So what are you doing now?"
"Or--"
He looked Su Yu up and down with contemptuous eyes.
"Miss Su, you still have the illusion of trading beauty for comfort like you did seven years ago? It's a pity that not everyone is like you and has not made any progress in so many years."
The merciless ridicule made Su Yu's face turn pale.
Su Yu moved her lips and sobbed softly: "I didn't..."
"That's not what I meant. I know what I did was wrong before, but I really need this job. It's just a matter of saying a word to me. It's very simple. Please help me, okay?" Su Yu said as she spoke. Tears, while carefully grabbing his sleeve.
Blood stains mixed with dust stained Shao Jinglin's handmade suit.
He glanced at it and said quietly: "Let go."
Only then did Su Yu realize that his clothes were stained by her, and she retracted her hand helplessly: "I'm sorry, I can help you clean it."
"Can you do laundry?" Shao Jinglin teased.
At first, her hands hurt when she was washing clothes, and she cried in front of him that she was useless and couldn't even wash her clothes well. From then on, he washed most of her clothes.
Su Yu also remembered that time, bit her lip and lowered her head: "I will, I will..."
In fact, she always has, but she had Shao Jinglin at that time, so she was lazy when she could. In the end, she didn't even want to wash her own clothes. He was willing to pamper her anyway.
Who knew that it would be better to live comfortably in the countryside after returning to the city.
For some reason, Shao Jinglin felt an unknown fire surge in his heart.
"Why, your husband won't help you wash it?" he said coldly and sarcastically.
At the beginning, he wished that the girl he was holding in his hands and in his mouth would marry someone else. Not only that, but he would also wash and cook for others and earn money.
It made me look like a joke at that time.
Su Yu hesitated for a long time: "He...he won't..."
How can a dead person do laundry?
Su Yu didn't dare to tell her that her husband died as soon as she got married, for fear that Shao Jinglin would laugh at her.
After all, this thing seems so bizarre.
Sometimes she also doubted whether she was really the husband, but soon she convinced herself that it was clearly that man who was unlucky, and he would not be blessed if he married her.
The words added fuel to the fire.
Shao Jinglin could hardly control his anger.
Su Yu saw that he didn't look good, so she quickly changed the subject: "It's all over, let's not mention it again, okay?"
"I know you hate me. This meeting was an accident. I also know that I am not worthy of you now. I promise that I will never appear in front of you again and will not be in your eyes. Please help me. Let me do it this time.”
Su Yu gently clenched her hands and looked at him nervously.
Shao Jinglin said nothing when the woman's nervous and expectant look came into his eyes.
Seven years have passed and she doesn't seem to have changed much.
Time has never left any trace on her face, and gradually, it overlaps with the fair-skinned little girl with bright eyes in her memory.
If I have to say something has changed, it's probably because my eyes are more worldly and calculating. It's not disgusting, it's just a protective look that naturally grows after experiencing the world.
She seemed to have had a bad life these past seven years.
But what does this have to do with him? There is no need for him to feel sorry for other people's wives.
That man is so useless.
"You're right, it's just-"
"Why should I help you?"
Shao Jinglin let go of Su Yu's chin, his eyes cooled slightly: "As a waiter, if you don't serve the guests well, why is it strange that you get fired? It's good if I don't hold you accountable for your fault. What gave you the wrong impression to make you think that I Will you help me?"
Su Yu's face was as white as snow, and she said aggrievedly: "But I didn't mean it, someone pushed me..."
"Then go find the person who pushed you." Shao Jinglin's voice was cold.
He seemed unwilling to say more and stood up. The shadow fell on Su Yu, as if the abyss was about to swallow her.
The next moment, the light came back on.
Su Yu couldn't help but squint her eyes. In her eyes blurred by tears, the tall figure walked out of the door with his back to her. Against the light, he gradually couldn't see clearly.
Su Yu knew she had messed up.
Shao Jinglin won't help her.
She was fired and lost her decent job.
Otherwise, you should go back to your parents' house during this period, so as not to continue to look at the old woman's face.
Su Yu thought about the feasibility of this matter in her heart.
That short-lived ghost died just after she got married, but the marriage was done and it was unrealistic to return to her parents' home. She could only hold her nose and live in her husband's house.
It's not like he hasn't thought about remarrying in recent years, but Kefu's reputation is too loud. Anyone who dares to find a matchmaker is either too old or has had a wife who died before, so Su Yu doesn't like it.
This time and again, it has been delayed until now.
The more Su Yu thought about it, the more pitiful she felt. She had done nothing but ended up like this.
Especially when compared to her ex-boyfriend, it became even more obvious that she was in a miserable state.
Su Yu felt sad, her sobs gradually became louder, and her tears were like broken beads, falling uncontrollably.
After an unknown amount of time, her crying suddenly became quieter, and she slowly raised her eyes and looked forward.
Someone is coming.
Leather shoes stepped on the smooth marble floor, making dull footsteps. The man came back again, slowly approached, and stood in front of her.
Su Yu raised her hazy tearful eyes, her shoulders twitching uncontrollably.
Has he changed his mind?
The next moment she knew she had guessed wrong.
"Su Yu, I thought about it and felt it was necessary to make it clear to you."
"I do not hate you."
"I have long forgotten what happened seven years ago. Now that you are married, from now on, we will act as if we have never known each other and be strangers. It is good for each other."
Shao Jinglin looked at the tears on her face, curled up his fingers, resisted the urge to wipe away her tears, and forced himself to say these words.
Hand her the medicine in your hand.
Then he turned around indifferently, reconciled with himself, and said goodbye to Su Yu seven years ago.
