Chapter 4: Why don't you teach me what self-respect is

When it was dark outside, she found her clothes and got out of bed gently. Aunt Qi hadn't woken up yet, and Zhou He tried his best not to make a sound. Before leaving, he gently put the only five hundred yuan in the bag last night on the small table and pressed it with a cup, and then opened the door and left.

The wound on her face was too conspicuous, she bought a mask at a 24-hour pharmacy at the intersection and put it on to cover half of her face.

The air is cold, it has cooled recently, and it won't be long before snow falls in the city. Zhou He stopped at the green light intersection, looked at the empty intersection and remembered Aunt Qi's medical expenses, and at that moment she was so depressed that she couldn't breathe.

The doctor has already said that with Aunt Qi's physical condition, the longer it drags on, the more accidents will occur. She kept working, but it was still a big drop from the doctor's statement of the surgery fee. And now, the money has been moved by Qi Jingran.

Zhou He's fists clenched, and after a long while, he released weakly. Looking up at the hazy sky. Probably because of the cold weather, she suddenly remembered that she had come many years ago. At that time, it was many times colder than it is now.

It was only a split second before she came back to her senses. Walked to the station.

Zhou He finally failed to return her clothes and umbrella the next day, and there was something wrong with the school laboratory, so she didn't have time to go to the noodle restaurant until the weekend.

The noodle shop wasn't as deserted as it was when she came that night, and it was busy, with the chubby boss taking care of the cashier. Zhou He has been looking for a part-time job recently, and he was about to leave after returning his clothes and umbrella and saying thank you. Who knew that just as he was leaving, the busy boss suddenly asked: "The store has been very busy recently, do you need to find a part-time job?"

No one would take the liberty of asking that. Her embarrassment could probably be seen in her shabby dress.

Zhou Hetai needed a part-time job, so he was stunned for a moment, and immediately agreed.

The boss was not polite to her and asked her to go over to learn cashiering.

Zhou He has done all kinds of work over the years, and the cashier has also done it, and he quickly got started.

The staff in the store is not fixed, and you have to do washing dishes and wiping the table when you are busy. These things are all done well, and the hands and feet are nimble.

The boss was not harsh and told her the salary when he was free at noon. Considering that she is a student, she is not given a fixed time. The noodle restaurant is usually busy on weekends, so she can come over when she has time on weekends. Salary is calculated on the hourly rate.

Zhou He knew that the boss was deliberately taking care of himself, and sincerely thanked him. The boss just smiled and waved her to get busy.

The next time I saw Cheng Wei was in the evening, when the noodle restaurant was about to close. He didn't know if he didn't recognize her or what, but he wasn't surprised to see her, and lazily ordered a bowl of noodles while smoking.

The noodle cooker hadn't gotten off work yet, and Zhou He quickly delivered the noodles. After a little hesitation, he filled him with a small plate of side dishes.

Cheng Wei didn't raise his head.

Zhou He didn't say a word, and continued to clean the store. When I packed up and changed my clothes and went out, there was no one in the store. Zhou Ji didn't care, put the bowl away, and then got off work.

originally thought that Cheng Wei had already left like last time, but he didn't. He was standing under the porch and talking on the phone when she went out. The dim yellow light stretched his shadow long.

Zhou Hezheng hesitated whether to say hello, he hung up the phone, glanced at her sideways, and said with a smile: "Why, you don't know me so soon?"

This remark inevitably refers to Zhou He's ingratitude.

"Of course not, aren't you on the phone?" Zhou He looked honest.

Cheng Wei still looked like he was smiling and not smiling, but he didn't pursue it.

It's not like he's here to eat noodles. Before Zhou He could figure out his intentions, he suddenly leaned closer and said, "Why do I think that you seem to be afraid of me?"

His voice was low, and the breath he exhaled fell on Zhou He's ears. The other hand was carelessly propped up on the pillar, trapping Zhou He in his arms in an ambiguous posture. A pair of peach blossom eyes with a smile can easily make people fall in.

He was so close that Zhou He was uncomfortable from head to toe to the extreme. She tried her best to calm herself down, and said seriously: "How come, you think too much." ”

Cheng Wei didn't speak, and a hand slowly fell on Zhou He's slender waist. The seductive face slowly fell.

Zhou He is not stupid, he naturally knows what he is going to do.

At the same time, she also knows that when she moves, she will not be Cheng Wei's opponent.

"Please respect yourself. ”

Her eyes were black and white, and no one could continue to be stared at like that, Cheng Wei stopped, but he didn't let go of her. The big palm pinched her waist ambiguously, chuckled, and said, "Self-respect? ”