Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

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

The water stains on his body are not dry, and the water drops meander down the texture of his muscles and sink into the bath towel.

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

It seems calm, but in fact, the hand with the electric wind is tight and tight.

Han Zhaoxue didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with him. He went directly to the wardrobe, took out a towel, wiped his body casually, and put on his bathrobe.

After a while, he came to ask Bai Su whether he had finished blowing.

Bai Su regained consciousness, put the hair dryer by the bed, got up and sat down on the stool at the end of the bed.

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

The buzzing sound, from time to time into the ear, the room almost can not hear any other sound, the wall clock on the wall walking one minute one second, Bai Su is eager to turn the clock back a few numbers, so that he can quickly leave.

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

His movements are slow and unskilled, as Bai Su remembers,. Han Zhaoxue seldom does such things.

He is good at typing on the keyboard or signing his name on a document.

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

The peeled apple is very thick, and almost a third of the big fist apples are cut off by him.

Bai Su tolerated and forbeared, and did not open his mouth to say anything. What she thought was that before, she could not care about Han Zhaoxue, but now she is going to divorce. What's your business.

As soon as she moved her eyes away, she heard Han Zhaoxue "hiss". She almost instinctively looked at it. Han Zhaoxue tightly twisted her eyebrows and held a fruit knife in one hand. The hand holding the apple, however, had a blood cut one centimeter long on the index finger. The blood came out at once, and the apple was also stained with a lot of blood.

He frowned, put the apple on the bedside table, held the injured hand, raised his head and asked Baisu, "can you bring me the medicine box?"

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

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

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

He pulled people in, closed the door and glared at her. He threatened her fiercely. She was not allowed 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 how. She cried on the spot.

At that time, it was still an old house, and the diaphragms at home were not good. He was afraid that his parents downstairs would hear her and cover Bai Su's mouth. It was half a temptation, and half a threat. Finally, she stopped crying.

Then Bai Su sat on the edge of the bed, looking forward to his treatment of the wound.

The purulent place looked very disgusting. When the anti-inflammatory drugs were applied, Han Zhaoxue's face was white and painful, but he did not make any sound. When he finished, he looked up and saw Bai Su's tears smearing there. He looked at him pitifully and asked him in that tender voice, "brother, do you feel pain?"

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 is injured.

After that day, whenever it was time for him to apply the medicine, Bai Su would run over. He could not scold him. She would squat beside him and watch, and then she would cry in silence. Later, he couldn't stand it, so he asked her to help with the medicine. The girl was very happy at that time.

At the same time, he carefully helped him with the medicine, while blowing his wound carefully. Then he raised his head and looked at him with those watery, innocent big eyes and asked, "brother, does it hurt?"

As long as he showed a little pain, the little girl began to cry, and then he was too scared to show the pain.

At that time, he did not understand, there is a because you are injured, heartache straight tears of people is how happy.

Now, Bai Su squatted there to help him with his wounds. She was in the same posture and state as before, but things were different. She did not know how intense his sight fell on her. It was like a fire to burn her.

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

Han Zhaoxue moved his finger and whispered, "there is a box in the cabinet at the head of my bed. There is one inside."

Bai Su got up and went to the side where Han Zhaoxue was sleeping. He bent down to open the bedside table and looked for the box he said.

Soon, she saw a dark blue velvet box, the package is very beautiful, Baisu action pause, some hesitation, this box, how can the band aid?But in the cabinet, there was no other box. She was hesitating when she heard Han Zhaoxue's voice, "it's it. Take it."

Bai Su looked at it, did not think about it any more, got up and took it.

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

It was not a band aid at all, but a pile of dark green jade bracelets.

Bai Su was stunned.

Han Zhaoxue took out the bracelet, put it in his palm and gently groped, "there was a jade Carver in F City. I went there that day, in addition to attending the completion ceremony, I just wanted to see him. After so many years of marriage, I didn't buy you a handy gift. I always think it's still a long time. We have a lifetime of time together, but the time is not long, and it won't even give me repentance The opportunity. "

He took her hand, burning temperature, almost scalded Bai Su's hand, she wanted to struggle, but Han Zhaoxue's strength was very strong, she did not give her the chance to resist.

"I made this pair of jade bracelets, thinking, you come back to see, will you like it, but you do not even give me the opportunity to send out."

He slowly set the table on her hand, "you go these days, I think of you every day." He hugged his waist, put his face on her back, deeply smelled the smell of him, and said hoarsely, "Baisu, when we were 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 was so affectionate that Bai Su had never heard of him. It was not like Han Zhaoxue, or at least not like Han Zhaoxue, whom she knew. She was very flustered. She pinched the palm of her hand with all her strength until her nails fell into the flesh, and the pain stimulated her nerves. Then she pulled out of this emotion.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Bai Su tried to make her voice sound calm and said, "Han Zhaoxue, I have given you too many opportunities. Seven years. How many seven years are there in your life? You are not young. You never think you are wrong. You regret that because things have dragged you down, and I have dragged your control. "

"Not so!"

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

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

Her mood suddenly excited, desperate to begin to struggle.

Han Zhaoxue's sharp fingernails 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 was flustered and uneasy. He ran up to him, knocked on the door and called out 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.

He was in a hurry, stepped back a few steps and kicked the door open.

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

her movements were very rude and powerful, and the foam was washed away. She poured back her hand washing liquid, rubbed it again, and repeated those movements repeatedly. It was horrible as a robot.

"Baisu..."

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

But Bai Su continued to wash the places as if he had not heard.

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

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

"No," Bai Su stubbornly rubbed and washed her skin. Han Zhaoxue watched the skin that had just turned white and tender, and instantly turned red, and even blood oozed from some places. However, she cried, "if you can't wash it clean, how can you not clean it..."

All of a sudden, in the early years, when he was just married, he found the first skin wounds on Bai su. At that time, they appeared very frequently. He asked Bai su what was the matter.

White Su just understatement said is dermatitis, attack when very itchy, wine accidentally scratched.

He never doubted.

It's not dermatitis at all, it's the wound she rubbed on her body repeatedly.

Han Zhaoxue felt a chill in his heart, and then there was an overwhelming panic. He hugged Bai Su's body and called her name eagerly. Bai Su was not moved. Han Zhaoxue directly and forcefully pulled people to the door, pressed against the door, and yelled, "don't wash it!"

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

It was a dilemma that she couldn't get through all her life. Until today, Han Zhaoxue knew how much harm had been caused to her by the events of that year. However, he, the chief culprit, thought that he was on the side of morality and completely ignored the pain of Bai su.She didn't think she was dirty, she thought he was dirty, but even so, she didn't get divorced.

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

"I'm sorry, Baisu, I'm sorry..."

His eyes were sour, he held her and said sorry again and again, "no matter it was seven years ago or seven years later, I never touched Xu Anyan. In this life, I only had 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 whether to listen to Han Zhaoxue's words. When 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 sleeping. I should go home."

She said, about to go out, Han Zhaoxue grabbed her wrist, pulled people back, "where do you want to go home, this is your home."

Bai Su shook his head and looked 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 Baisu seven years ago, she may choose to stay, because she loves you and humble, but I don't love you, Han Zhaoxue."

She said so calm, so calm, Han Zhaoxue wanted to see a clue on that face, or traces of lying, no, nothing.

Bai Su is gone.

Get out of the bathroom, get dressed and go.

Han Zhaoxue sits in front of the French window in the living room, filling his mouth with a bottle.

When the French window is opened, the temperature can be imagined.

The cold wind, the heat on his body all blow away, sitting there, like a vegetable without feeling, if not he is still repeating the action of drinking.

Han Zhaoxue, you never know where you are wrong.

This is not my home, this is your home.

I don't love you, Han Zhaoxue.

Bai Su's words, words cone heart, weeping sound in the ear, every sentence, like a knife, hard into Han Zhaoxue's heart.

It hurts.

But no one else, because of his pain, and beside the tears, no one

He got up and staggered back to the bedroom.

When he opened the quilt, there was a pajama that Bai Su usually wore in his daily life.

he was like a drug addict. He curled up on the bed, held her pajamas tightly, smelled her breath on the clothes, and trembled gently. Until a long time, he let out a low voice, "Baisu..."

That with the sound of missing, unprovoked people heartache.

Bai Su took a taxi, just the ups and downs of the mood, just slowly calm down.

She does not want to contact with Han Zhaoxue any more. She has loved him for too long. As long as Han Zhaoxue shows a little deep love, she will be in a panic and don't know what to do. She hates such a self. Her only thought now is to divorce quickly.

As for what happened to Han Zhaoxue and Xu Anyan at that time, she didn't care anymore

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

"Happy birthday, Baisu. I hope I can give you a good mood tomorrow."

As soon as Bai Su looked at the time, it happened to be 12 o'clock in the night. She thought slowly that today was her birthday.

Or the day she was adopted into the orphanage.

Bai Su suddenly sees the bracelet that Han Zhaoxue put on her wrist, which she forgot to take off. Does he also remember her birthday

As soon as the idea came out, it was put out by Bai su.

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

The next morning, the baby woke up at seven.

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

When the door of the master bedroom was not closed tightly, the girl pushed the door in.

As a result, only Han Zhaoxue was on the bed, but Bai Su was not seen.

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

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

"I'm going to be late for school."

Han Zhaoxue saw the time. It was almost 7:30.

He said sorry, sat up, pinched the corner of his eyes, a long time before he said, "you wait a moment, dad will take you to school."

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

Han Zhaoxue action a meal, back over the body, while wearing clothes at the same time, "mom has something to do today, so go first."

"Oh," she said, without thinking too much. She just asked Han Zhaoxue, "but my mother is not here. I won't comb my hair."Han Zhaoxue turned and picked up her daughter. "I'll help you comb it."

The little girl's eyes were bright, but her mouth was suspicious. "Dad, can you?"

Han Zhaoxue's face did not change a lie, "my mother's hair when I was a child was combed by me."

Nannan has never heard her parents say anything about her childhood. When she heard Han Zhaoxue say this, she was surprised and said, "did dad know her mother when she 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, "is it a childhood sweetheart to grow up together?"

Han Zhaoxue nodded.

"Is that girl and LeLe also childhood sweethearts?"

Han Zhaoxue action a meal, with a straight face, "in the future do not allow to play with that bad boy."

"Lele is very good to her. She gives her sweets every time."

Han Zhaoxue has a headache. Her daughter is good at everything. How can she be easily cheated? This is like Baisu. You know, he was a piece of sugar to coax Baisu to her

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

Just then, the doorbell rang. Han Zhaoxue came back to herself, tied her daughter's hair, and got up to open the door.

Outside the door, a delivery brother, holding a large bunch of pink roses, flowers are very fresh, one next to another.

Express brother probably did not expect to open the door is a man, Zheng for a moment, just hesitated to open the door, "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.

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

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