Her Sniper

"But now I don't even know whose child I'm carrying." Wen Shi said: "that Can I touch you? If you don't turn on the light, it's dark. I want to touch your face. "

Mr. sniper's long silence.

In suite 2307 of the Hilton, there was a dead silence.

Fortunately, I remember the phone call.

It's Wen's poetry.

She picked it up and saw that it was Lu Xiao.

Wen Shishi hesitates and doesn't know whether to answer Lu Xiao's phone at this time. He just called to ask about her, or From Mr. sniper. But for Mr. sniper, even she knows very little. What can she explain to others?

"Who is it?" Mr. sniper asked.

Wen Shishi replied honestly, "it's president Lu."

"Don't answer."

"But he's my boss after all. It may be impolite for me to hang up his phone directly..."

"Don't answer, Shishi," Mr. sniper walked in, took the mobile phone from her hand, hung up directly, then turned it off and threw it aside. "Shishi, don't answer other men's phone in front of me, I will be jealous."

Wen Shishi took a deep breath and felt indignant: "Mr. sniper, you know everything about me clearly, but I don't know anything about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"You don't like me answering other men's phones. What about you? I don't know who you are. I don't even know if there are other women around you. For example, when you go to work, are there any other women who will work with you? Will you answer her phone? Sun Sijing destroyed my marriage by relying on the advantage of "first come first served". At that time, I was just a full-time housewife. It's the same now. I can only see you every night. I haven't even seen you during the day. Mr. sniper, I'm afraid that the last story will repeat itself in us. I have no children with Fu Yicheng, so I can leave naturally, but now I am still pregnant with children in my stomach. I don't want to be an irresponsible mother. "

In the air, there seems to be a taste of silence to solidification, which makes people gasp.

On the other side, the phone with a black screen was lying quietly in the corner of the room and never rang again.

Will Lu Xiao be angry?

Wen Shishi can't think of so much. No matter Mr. sniper is Huo xiujue or not, she and Lu Xiao are doomed to be only the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Even if she and Mr. sniper's future is a piece of confusion, but the heart already has a person, can't let another person move in.

"Yes." Mr. sniper suddenly opened his mouth.

Wen Shishi looked up in shock: "you said What? "

Mr. sniper took her hand and pressed it on his face: "I said, if you want to touch my face, you can. But You have to promise me that no matter what kind of face you touch, you can never leave me. "

Wen Shishi's hand was pressed on his cold mask, his tentacles were cold, but his heart was hot and dry.

He Yes?

Wen Shishi bit her lip and didn't know how to answer: "this is what I want to say to you, Mr. sniper. I know I'm more and more greedy. I'm embarrassing you..."

"Greed is a good thing," Mr. sniper said with a soft smile. "Greed means that you have me in your heart, Shishi. Your greed stems from your uncertainty and your determination to live with me. I can understand it, but I am also afraid. Every time in the face of you, I will become very weak, not like myself

Wen Shishi sighed deeply, lowered his eyes and put his head in his neck: "me too."

Mr. sniper took her hand, untied his mask, gently put it aside, pressed her hand and covered it up -

the room was so dark that there was no light, and her eyes could not see it. Other feelings were magnified instantly. She could hear Mr. sniper's voice, which was slightly anxious because of his nervousness, and her heart beat, which was also in a hurry.

Under the palm of his hand is the part of him covered by the mask.

From the forehead, to the eyebrows, and then to the bird's nest and bridge of the nose, she gently, slowly, bit by bit grope past.

Finally, she found the root of Mr. sniper's "fear" -

on his right face, from the bottom of his eyes to the bridge of his nose, there is a scar the size of a palm, which is slightly protruding than normal skin, and also hotter than normal skin.

Her heart suddenly seemed to be soaked in a vinegar bottle, sour and astringent in a mess.

"Mr. sniper..."

"Do you feel it?" Mr. sniper's voice is still very calm: "with my face, how can there be a woman willing to talk to me?"

"Sorry..."

Wen Shishi's eyes are a little sour. Her hand has been scratched off Mr. sniper's face, and she hooks him around the neck and embeds herself into his arms: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt..."Mr. sniper put his arms around her, patted her on the back and said, "are you afraid of me?"

The scar is too big and obvious. It's shocking just to touch it. If it really appears in the field of vision, I don't know how terrible it will be.

Wen Shishi shook his head madly in his arms: "no, this scar is a part of you. I won't be afraid."

With a sigh of satisfaction, Mr. sniper picked her up, sat down on his lap, and gently kissed her forehead: "Shishi, you are so beautiful that I don't deserve you."

"How?" Wen Shishi said, "what do you regard me as? judge people by outward appearance? Besides, it's not your fault to have scars. If you can hurt your face, it must be an accident Was it a car accident? "

Mr sniper shook his head: "it's a fire."

"Where's the fire?"

"At home," Mr. sniper said, "when I was very young, I didn't have the ability to run for my own life."

Wen Shishi was so worried that he hugged him more tightly: "so have you been wearing a mask since you were a child?"

Mr. sniper took a deep breath and whispered, "I've been a person since I was a child. I don't have to face anyone, so I don't have to wear a mask. I told you that before I met you, I was a very lonely person, so lonely that sometimes I doubt the significance of my existence in this world. Why didn't I get burned? If I had died at that time, I would not have lived so uneventfully in the first half of my life. "

Wen Shishi said: "I will not be lonely in the future. I will accompany you. My children and I will accompany you."

Mr. sniper chuckled, "OK."

"One more thing..." Wen Shishi bit her lip and raised her head: "I want to ask you a question. You can answer it or not."

"Well, you ask."

"You've always said that you have to deal with things before you can be honest with me and tell me all the truth. What you're talking about What is it? Does it have anything to do with your scar? "

This time, Mr. sniper was quick to say, "about."

She didn't speak until he went on.

"I want revenge."