Kiss You, Sweetheart

What remains in Song Zhixin's mind is still the charming woman who can ignite his inner passion by gently teasing.

Now she is like a lady of a family.

Smile, touching!

Xu Dongsheng's car drove a long way. Song Zhixin started the car and slowly followed it.

Demi's home, almost in the suburbs, is a very old neighborhood.

The car stopped at the door. Xu Dongsheng got off with an umbrella, trotted around the front of the car, opened the door for Demi, and handed the umbrella to her.

He knew that Demi would not let him take her home, so he gave her the umbrella.

Demi takes the umbrella, thanks and enters the community.

Xu Dongsheng didn't drive away until Demi's figure was covered by flowers and trees. As soon as he drove away, song Zhixin's car came up slowly. Looking at the gate of the community without a guard, his eyes filled with a deep feeling.

He took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth. He smoked it for a long time without leaving.

In the quiet environment, the vibration sound of mobile phone also appears so abrupt.

Song Zhixin reaches for it and answers it in a low voice.

"He said

"Song Shao, I just found out that Miss Zheng's father suddenly got a strange disease and was hospitalized in the Fourth People's hospital with thousands of medical expenses every day. If you want to have an operation, it will cost hundreds of thousands. Her parents are ordinary workers, it is estimated that it is difficult to support such a large amount of expenditure, so Miss Zheng has to take several positions.

By the way, she has a younger brother who is in junior high school. Usually live in school, also need living expenses, these are almost Miss Zheng a person to bear. Song Shao, do you need to know anything else? "

"Enough." Song Zhixin said in a deep voice, "the money will go to your account."

"Thank you, song Shao."

Song Zhixin hung up his mobile phone, leaned back in his chair and looked at the dark community silently. He didn't even have a few street lights. Two isolated buildings stand in the dark.

Deep in the night, there are only a few sporadic families, with a tiny light.

***

usually, Demi is alone at home. Since Zheng Baogang was hospitalized, every morning, she has to get up early, make breakfast for her parents, then put it in a thermos, send it to the hospital, and then go to work by bus.

This detour led her to get up at five o'clock and be busy, so as to ensure that she would arrive at the company at nine o'clock without being late.

Commuting is the most crowded time for buses. There is no room for people to turn around. And every day, Demi is in such a crowded congestion to and from work.

There was a slight traffic jam, and Demi pulled the rings and frowned slightly. An uncle by her side leaned on her all the time. Obviously, he wanted to eat her tofu.

A beautiful girl like her must be the first choice for sexual harassment if she takes the bus. Especially the chest, so plump. That uncle, staring at her chest, eyes almost straight.

If she had a bad temper in the past, Demi would have beaten the old coyote. But now, she can only endure, as far as possible to protect themselves from infringement.

She didn't have time to teach the bad old man. She calculated every minute and every second. If she spends her time teaching others and is asked to go to the police station to solve the problem, she will be absent from half a day's work.

Half a day's work is wasted. She can't afford luxury any more.