domesticated vicious dog

Chapter 13 Soft Scars

Shen Yuqing's hands stopped in the air, and he didn't even dare to touch her shoulder.

After a long while, he spoke hoarsely, the fact that he knew so well nine years ago.

"Su Deng, stop joking, don't you dislike me?"

Speaking of which, they only met once when they were young.

When he was 12 years old, his parents went to the Su Group to discuss business and picked him up by the way. The meaning of attachment is self-evident.

He was obsessed with chess at that time, and the chess pieces never left his body.However, when he came back from dinner, he saw Su Deng who had come to the company to find Su Tanmo, kneeling on the floor of the office, scribbling on his chessboard with a pen.

But that less than half of the summer vacation time made him forget half of his life.

Su Deng pursed his lips, raised his head and said: "You hold grudges too much, you can't do anything when you were young. What's more, there are so many people who like me, rejecting you is just a matter of mouth."

Suddenly, Su Deng felt the body of the person he was holding froze.

Glancing at the man's face that was so silent that water dripped out, she hurriedly said: "Wait! I mean, uh..."

"I mean... wait, didn't you say you wanted to be the world's number one chess player when you were young, why did you choose to become a doctor now?"

Shen Yuqing's thick eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, Su Deng's voice couldn't help but lowered, she faintly felt that she had touched something she shouldn't have said.

"Then, then you can change your ambitions, why can't I go back on what I said before, being a human being, I can't be so double-standard."

Shen Yuqing's face was so dark that he could eat her up, "So, you like me now?"

"Mr. Shen is so smart, you guessed it all."

"How much do you think I might believe?"

"If you count your fingers, it's [-]%."

Before the words fell to the ground, Shen Yuqing's patience seemed to have finally run out, and he led her out of the toilet like a chicken, walked out of the art exhibition hall, and stuffed her into a black car.

Su Deng pretended to struggle, and said casually: "What is this for? Take me to the grove, rape first and then kill?"

Shen Yuqing didn't say a word, and silently bent down to fasten her seat belt.

At this time, Su Deng suddenly saw two vortexes of different sizes in the hairline on the top of his head, the one on the right was not very full in shape, and when he looked carefully, he could still see a few chaotic scars inside.

She reached out to touch it, "Is this left over from the time we went to Yushan to play?"

Shen Yuqing's hands froze, avoiding her touch, got into the driving seat, and started the car.

Su Deng nestled comfortably in the co-pilot, "If you don't tell me, I'm going to call someone. In broad daylight, you robbed beautiful women..."

"Sit down." Shen Yuqing stopped her from hooking his legs.

Su Deng snorted, but obediently withdrew his feet, "But I don't have to shout, if you promise me one thing."

"Su Deng." Shen Yuqing called her suddenly, and the mirror on the upper left reflected his stern and snowy face.

"Do you still think that I will be the same as when I was a child, you move your finger, and I will stupidly run over and let you drive me, and agree to all your requests?"

Speaking of the last two words, he suddenly looked directly at her in the mirror.

"It is said that people will become more and more mature as they grow older, but why do I feel that you are still as stubborn as before?"

"No one will stand still and wait for you unconditionally, and neither will I, do you understand?"

Su Deng's laughing face completely sank when some sarcastic words hit her, she looked out the window and didn't reply.

After a long time, just when Shen Yuqing was reflecting on whether he had spoken too loudly and wanted to apologize, he heard the mellow female voice again.

"If anyone."

Shen Yuqing didn't react, but his bony hands unconsciously clenched the steering wheel.

"Someone will be waiting for me...maybe..." Su Deng said again.

She was still looking out of the window, those passing scenery gradually lost their original color in her eyes, and turned gray, just like the color of Gu Mo's lips in the ward that day.

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After hearing Su Deng's words, Hu Meijuan hesitated for a second, and told Su Tanmo and Gu Shuhui that they were already on their way back and might arrive soon.

The door was closed.

Su Deng stared coldly at the pale face in front of him, his breathing was weak, as if he was dying of illness, his lips moved, and for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say.

Gu Mo remained calm, staring at her with a ready smile.

It seemed like a few minutes passed, and it seemed like only a few seconds passed, he spoke calmly, and his magnetic and hoarse voice filled the ward like sand.

"As long as it is my sister's wish, I will fulfill it for you."

"Sister can do whatever she wants to her younger brother."

He spoke lightly, as if he was sharing some interesting story, without any malice, as if it wasn't her who pushed him down the stairs and caused him to break his left leg.

And that pleased expression seemed to declare that she was the loser who was shot down by the horse.

Su Deng suddenly felt that the spacious and bright ward was crowded.

"Why do you look at Ah Mo like this?" The slender knuckles stretched out towards her.

Su Deng turned his head, knocked off his hand, and said sarcastically: "I still have the strength to say this, it seems that I should strike harder."

"Is it my sister's wish that I die?" Gu Mo stopped insisting and leaned on the pillow relaxedly.

"Of course." Su Deng quietly let go of his toes that were gripping the ground due to tension.

She picked up the peeled apple from the fruit plate, and took a fierce bite, "You deserved to die a long time ago, didn't you? That rainy night six years ago."

Gu Mo seemed to be hurt by her nonchalant tone, lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds, raised his head and pulled the corner of his mouth.

"My sister is right. You gave me my life. If you want to take it back, why should I refuse? I should end it myself and offer it with both hands."

The rain outside the window was even worse. Lightning flashed by, and the rain shone like ice crystals hanging in the air. After a while, it slammed into the ground. It was instantly stained with dust and became cloudy, like Gu Mo's eyes, gradually disappearing. In the dark place, the light and shadow turn around, the light and shade change, and there is an invisible water color flowing inside.

Su Deng bit the apple happily, and it took a while before he heard the sound again.

"Sister, I want to eat apples too."

Gu Shuhui hurriedly opened the door and came in, and what she saw was the scene of the stalemate between the two.

"Su Deng!"

She hurried over and squeezed between the two of them.

"Little Mo, it's enough for me to take care of it by myself. You should go back first."

Su Deng glanced at her, she was short and thin, with a fair face, just like her son, pitiful and innocent.

She threw the fruit core heavily into the trash can, wiped her hands with paper calmly, and then glanced at Gu Mo, who was still smiling.

"Sister, go slowly." The first two words swirled between his lips and teeth, and there was a charming taste.

Su Dengbi snorted, "It's better to die early." After saying that, she turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)