Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Ten minutes later, Han Zhaoxue came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

The water on his body was still wet, and the drops meandered down along the texture of his muscles and fell into the bath towel.

Bai Su's eyes stopped on him for a second, then moved away quietly.

It seems calm, but actually the hand holding the electric wind is already tight and tight.

Han Zhaoxue doesn't seem to feel that there is anything wrong with him. He goes directly to the wardrobe, takes out a towel, wipes his body casually, and puts on his bathrobe.

After a while, he came over and asked if Bai Su had finished blowing.

Bai Su recovered, put the hair dryer beside the bed, got up, walked to the stool at the end of the bed and sat down.

Han Zhaoxue looks at her back, pauses for a few seconds, then turns on the hair dryer and starts to blow her hair.

Buzzing sound, from time to time into the ear, the room can hardly hear any other sound, the wall clock walking minute by second, Bai Su would like to turn the clock back a few numbers, so that he can quickly leave.

Han Zhaoxue finished blowing her hair, went to the living room and took an apple, sat by the bed and began to peel the apple.

His movements are slow and unskilled, in the memory of Bai su,. Han Zhaoxue seldom does such things.

His well-defined hand is good at typing on the keyboard or signing his name on the document.

And now, the hands of the whole clumsy holding an apple how slowly cut.

The peeled apple is very thick, and almost one third of the Big Apple will be peeled off by him,

Bai Su forbeared and forbeared, but she didn't say anything. What she thought was that she couldn't care about Han Zhaoxue before, but now she's going to get a divorce. What's the matter.

As soon as she looked away, she heard Han Zhaoxue "hiss". She almost instinctively looked over. Han Zhaoxue tightened her eyebrows and held a fruit knife in one hand. In the hand holding the apple, her index finger was cut into a one centimeter long blood hole, and the blood came out all of a sudden, which stained the apple with a lot of blood.

He frowned, put the apple on the bedside table, held the injured hand, looked up and asked Bai Su, "can you bring me the medicine box?"

Bai Su didn't speak. She got up and went to the cupboard. She took the medicine box and took out the disinfectant to help Han Zhaoxue clean the wound.

This scene is too familiar. When he was in high school, he always suffered from injuries on his knees and arms. At that time, he was fond of playing and was afraid that his parents would know that he was wearing long sleeves and trousers in the hot weather. As a result, it was too hot to cover the wounds and fester, which made him almost unable to walk.

That day, he hid in his room to change his dressing, but the door was not closed. Bai Su carried the watermelon that Han's mother had just cut to his room. As soon as he came in, he saw the scene and was scared on the spot.

He pulled people in, closed the door, glared at her, and threatened her fiercely, forbidding her to tell her parents, or he would send her back to the orphanage.

At that time, Bai Su didn't know whether she was scared or what, so she cried on the spot.

At that time, it was still an old house. The diaphragmatic effect of the house was not good. He was afraid that his parents downstairs would hear him. He covered Bai Su's mouth, half coaxing and half threatening, and finally made her stop crying.

Then Bai Su sat by the bed and watched him deal with the wound.

Purulent place looks very disgusting, anti-inflammatory drugs get up, Han Zhaoxue's face pain white, just did not make a sound, when he finished processing, a look up, he saw the white pigment eyes in there wipe tears, pitifully looking at him, with that kind of tender soft voice asked him, "brother, do you hurt?"

That year, Bai Su was only ten years old.

He wanted to laugh. It was her who was injured, but now it seems that she was injured.

After that day, every time it was time for him to take the medicine, Bai Su would come and scold him. She would squat by and watch, then shed tears in silence. Later, he couldn't stand it, so he asked her to take the medicine. The little girl was very happy at that time.

While carefully help him with medicine, while carefully help him blow the wound, and then raised his head, with that pair of watery, innocent eyes looking at him, asked, "brother, pain?"

As long as he showed a little bit of pain, the little girl began to cry. Later, he was so scared that he did not dare to show the pain.

At that time, he did not understand how happy it was to have a person who shed tears because of your injury.

Now, Bai Su squats there to help him deal with the wound, in exactly the same posture and state as he used to, but things are different. She doesn't know how blazing his eyes are on her, just like a fire to burn her.

After the disinfection, he turned over the medicine box and said in a low voice, "there is no band aid."

Han Zhaoxue moved her fingers and said in a low voice, "there is a box in the cupboard at the head of my bed. There is a box in it."

Bai Su gets up, goes to the side where Han Zhaoxue sleeps, bends over to open the bedside table, and looks for the box he said.

Soon, she saw a dark blue velvet box. The package was very exquisite. She hesitated. How could this box contain band aids?

But in the cupboard, there was no other box. She was hesitating when she heard Han Zhaoxue's voice, "that's it. Take it."

Bai Su took a look, didn't think much, got up and took it.

Han Zhaoxue takes it, gently touches the box, and then opens it.

It's not a band aid at all, but a bunch of dark green jade bracelets.

Bai Su was stunned.

Han Zhaoxue took out her bracelet, put it in her palm and gently groped, "there is a jade Carver in F City. I went there that day to attend the completion ceremony just to meet him. After so many years of marriage, I didn't buy you a present. I always feel that it's still a long time. We have a lifetime to get along with each other, but it's not a long time, It won't even give me a chance to repent. "

He pulled her hand. The scorching temperature almost scalded Bai Su's hand. She wanted to struggle, but Han Zhaoxue's strength was so strong that she didn't give her a chance to resist.

"I played this pair of jade bracelets, thinking, you come back to see, will you like it, but you don't even give me the opportunity to send it out."

He slowly put the table on her hand, "I miss you every day when you walk." He held his waist, put his face on her back, deeply smelled the smell of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Bai Su, when we got married, I was too young to see my mind clearly. You have to allow me to make mistakes. You can't do this. If you don't give me a chance, you don't want me. When I can't extricate myself from you..."

His voice is so affectionate that Bai Su has never heard of it. It's not like Han Zhaoxue. At least it's not like Han Zhaoxue she knows. She is so flustered that she pinches her palms until her nails sink into the flesh and the pain stimulates her nerves.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Bai Su tried to make his voice sound calm and said, "Han Zhaoxue, I've given you too many opportunities. Seven years, how many seven years are there in your life? You are not young. You never feel wrong. You regret it because things are out of your control. I am out of your control. "

"Not so!"

Han Zhaoxue tightened her arm, "it's not what you said!"

"Seven years," Bai Su chuckled, "seven years, Han Zhaoxue, you have never been modest to me because of Xu Anyan. It's not that you don't know how much it should be to me. I don't mention it because I forget it, but because every time I mention it, it makes me feel sick! Dirty, too dirty! "

Her emotion suddenly excited, desperate began to struggle.

His sharp nails cut Han Zhaoxue's arm. He felt pain and subconsciously released his hand,

Bai Su almost ran into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Han Zhaoxue is flustered and uneasy. He catches up, knocks on the door and shouts Bai Su's name, "Bai Su, what's the matter with you? Come out

There was no sound of Bai Su, only the sound of running water.

In a hurry, he stepped back and kicked the door open.

In the narrow bathroom, Bai Su stood in front of the washing table, desperately scrubbing his hands, arms and neck.

Her movements were very rude and powerful, and the foam was rinsed out, and then she poured back the hand wash, rubbed it up, and repeated those movements repeatedly. It was horrible as a robot.

"Bai su..."

Han Zhaoxue lost her voice. He reached for Bai su.

But Bai Su didn't seem to hear it. He continued to wash those places.

Han Zhaoxue noticed that the places she cleaned were just touched by him.

Han Zhaoxue's lips trembled. He took her arm and said in a dumb voice, "don't wash it. It's clean."

"No," Bai Su stubbornly rubs her skin. Han Zhaoxue looks at the skin that is just white and tender. It turns red in an instant, and even some places exude blood. But her mouth yells, "if you can't wash it clean, how can you..."

When he got married, he found the first skin wounds on Bai Su, which were very frequent at that time. He asked Bai su what happened.

Leukin is just a light description of dermatitis, when the attack is itchy, wine accidentally scratched.

He never doubted.

It wasn't dermatitis at all. It was the wound she rubbed on her body when she repeatedly scrubbed herself.

Han Zhaoxue felt a chill in his heart, and then there was a lot of panic. He hugged Bai Su's body and called her name eagerly. Bai Su was not moved. Han Zhaoxue pulled the person to the door directly and strongly, stood against the door, and yelled, "don't wash!"

At last, Bai Su raised her eyes and looked at him, tears suddenly fell down, "why do you, why do you touch her..."

That's what she can't get through in her heart all her life. Until today, Han Zhaoxue knows how much damage she was hurt by what happened in those years. However, as the culprit, he thinks he is on the side of morality and completely ignores how painful it is for Bai su.

She didn't think she was dirty, she thought he was dirty, but even so, she didn't divorce.

As she said, she gave him too many opportunities, and he never realized where he was wrong.

"I'm sorry, Bai Su, I'm sorry..."

His eyes were sore, he held her and said sorry again and again, "no matter seven years ago or seven years later, I never touched Xu Anyan. In this life, I only have you as a woman. What happened in those years was that I was wrong..."

Bai Su couldn't help crying there. Han Zhaoxue didn't know if she had listened to her words. When she knew that she stopped crying, she raised her head and pushed Han Zhaoxue away without hesitation. With a crying voice, she said in a hoarse voice, "my daughter is asleep. I should go home."

She said, about to go out, Han Zhaoxue a grasp her wrist, pull people back, "you want to go back to where home, here is your home."

Bai Su shakes his head and looks at him with red eyes. "This is not my home. This is your home, Han Zhaoxue. No matter what happened in those years, the damage has been caused. Even if it is explained, it is too late. If it is Bai Su seven years ago, she may choose to stay, because she loves you, humble love, but I don't love, I don't love you, Han Zhaoxue."

She said so calm, so calm, Han Zhaoxue want to see a clue in that face, or the trace of lying, no, nothing.

Bai Su is gone.

I left the bathroom, put on my clothes and left.

Han Zhaoxue sits in front of the French window in the living room, pouring wine into her mouth with a bottle.

French windows open, already early winter days, temperature can be imagined.

The cold wind blows away all the heat on him. Sitting there, he looks like a vegetable without feeling, if he is not still drinking repeatedly.

Han Zhaoxue, you never know where you are wrong.

This is not my home. This is your home.

I don't love you anymore, Han Zhaoxue.

Bai Su's words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words, words.

It hurts.

But no one, because he hurt, and in the side of the tears, no one

He got up and staggered back to his bedroom.

When the quilt was lifted, there was a pajama that he used to wear everyday,

He was like a drug addict, curled up on the bed, holding her pajamas tightly, sniffing her breath on the clothes, his body trembled slightly, until a long time, then he uttered a low voice, "white element..."

The sound with missing, for no reason, heartache.

When Bai Su got into the taxi, he calmed down slowly.

She doesn't want to contact with Han Zhaoxue any more. She loves him for a long time. As long as Han Zhaoxue shows a little affection, she will be in a panic. She doesn't know what to do. She hates herself like this. The only thing she wants now is to divorce quickly.

As for what happened to Han Zhaoxue and Xu Anyan in those years, she doesn't care. She doesn't care

When she returned to her apartment, her mobile phone rang. Bai Su took it out and saw that it was a text message from Jiang Yifan.

She opened it and said, "happy birthday, Bai su. I hope tomorrow will give you a good mood."

As soon as Bai Su saw the time, it was just after 12 o'clock in the night. She thought slowly that today was her birthday.

Or the day she was adopted into an orphanage.

Bai Su suddenly sees the bracelet that Han Zhaoxue put on her wrist. She forgot to take it off. Does he remember her birthday

As soon as this idea came out, it was extinguished by the white pigment.

As soon as she got home, she took off the bracelet, found a box and put it in. After the retest, she gave it back to him.

The next morning, the baby's biological clock woke up at seven.

She dressed herself, went to the toilet, and went to the master bedroom to find Bai su.

The door of the master bedroom was not closed tightly, so the girl pushed the door in directly.

As a result, there was only Han Zhaoxue on the bed, but Bai Su disappeared.

The little girl ran to the head of the bed and stood there, whispering, "Dad."

She called for a long time, Han Zhaoxue opened her eyes in a daze, saw her daughter, he reached out and rubbed her soft hair, whispered, "what's the matter, baby."

The girl said, "I'm going to be late for school."

Han Zhaoxue just saw the time. It's almost half past seven.

He said sorry, sat up, pinched the corner of his eye, for a long time just way, "you wait for a while, dad will take you to school."

The little girl nodded and asked, "where's mom?"

Han Zhaoxue moves a meal, back body, while putting on clothes side way, "mom has something today, so go first."

"Oh," she said. She didn't think too much. She just asked Han Zhaoxue a little discouraged, "but I can't comb my hair if my mother is not here."

Han Zhaoxue turned and picked up her daughter. "I'll comb it for you."

The little girl's eyes were bright, but she doubted, "Dad, can you?"

Han Zhaoxue face unchanged lie, "my mother's childhood hair is I help comb."

Nannan never heard her parents talk about her childhood. When she heard Han Zhaoxue say so, she was surprised and said, "did dad know his mother when he was a child?"

Mention this, Han Zhaoxue's eyebrows can't help but mild up, "Mom and dad are childhood sweethearts."

The girl thought about it and said, "growing up together is childhood?"

Han Zhaoxue nodded.

"Is that girl and LeLe childhood friends?"

Han Zhaoxue moves a meal and says with a straight face, "don't play with that bad boy in the future."

"Lele is very kind to her. She gives her candy every time."

Han Zhaoxue has a headache. Everything is good for her. How can she be easily deceived? This is so much like Bai su. You know, he coaxed Bai Su with a piece of sugar

Think of Bai Su, think of last night's things, Han Zhaoxue's heart can't help a pain, hand action also slow down.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Han Zhaoxue recovered, tied her hair, got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, an express brother, holding a large bunch of pink roses, flowers are very fresh, one by one.

Express brother probably didn't expect to open the door is a man, Zheng for a while, just hesitated to say, "excuse me, Miss Bai SuBai lives here?"

Han Zhaoxue looked at him and said, "yes."

"Can you ask her to come out and sign for it?"

"She's not here."

Han Zhaoxue's attitude is too cold, just a few words of communication, it makes people sweat, even a sentence is not easy to say.

At this time, the girl leaned out her head and said, "what do you want my mother to do?"