Chapter 3: With your appearance, you can fly on the branches wherever you go

He looked at her with a gaze that was unabashedly naked. The smile on his face was no different from that of a hooligan.

Zhou He didn't look up, and said seriously: "You saved me, how can I make you suffer." ”

Cheng Wei probably didn't expect her to say such a sentence, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with interest.

After a slight pause, Zhou He looked up at him, and then said, "With your appearance, you can fly on the branches wherever you go." I'm poor and white, so naturally I can't defile you. ”

The expression on her face was serious.

Cheng Wei took a puff of cigarette, lazily dusted off the ashes in his hand, hooked the corners of his lips, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Borrow your auspicious words?"

I won't talk anymore next week.

Zhou He's body was very embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth were swollen high. The slightly exposed arm was bruised. Don't think about it, there are a lot of such bruises in the places covered by clothes.

Cheng Wei snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, his eyes stayed on her face, and asked, "Send you to the hospital?"

"No, just let me out of the car. "Zhou He is polite.

Cheng Wei didn't say anything and started the car. He didn't insist on taking Zhou He to the hospital, but took her directly to an inconspicuous noodle restaurant. After stopping and making a phone call, he motioned to Zhou He to follow the waiter inside to change her clothes.

Zhou He thanked him, and then walked inside.

Zhou He came out quickly, and there was no longer Cheng Wei at the door. The chubby boss told her a bag of medicine, saying that it was left by Cheng Wei. And asked if she would call a ride for her.

Zhou He lost his mind for a moment, came back to his senses, thanked the boss, and said no. It was still raining outside, and the boss gave her another umbrella.

She didn't refuse, saying that she would return the umbrella and clothes tomorrow.

Walking out of the alley, she stopped in front of the bus stop. Looking at the drizzle falling under the dim yellow light, it didn't move for a while.

If she didn't guess wrong, Cheng Wei was in the car all the time at that time.

Zhou He's heart sank.

When she went back, Aunt Qi was already asleep, and she didn't dare to wake her up, so she opened the door gently. Aunt Qi's sleep has always been shallow, and before she went upstairs, the light in her room was turned on, and she called out softly.

Zhou He hurriedly sighed, afraid that she would see the injury on his face, and said as he walked to the room: "Don't get up, I'm a little tired, I'm sleeping." ”

Despite saying that, Aunt Qi still got up. I knocked on the door and asked if I wanted to make her some supper.

Zhou He hurriedly said no, saying that he had fallen asleep. Aunt Qi went back to the room.

Hearing the footsteps leaving, Zhou He breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, I went to take a shower, fumbled with the bruised spray in the bag, swallowed a piece of painkiller, and then lay down on the bed.

The night was exceptionally quiet, and the rain was ticking on the window lattice. Zhou Hedi closed his eyes, and what Qi Jingran said in the alley suddenly appeared in his mind.

Her pale face was hollow and numb, and she didn't move again for a long time.

There were so many things that had happened that day, and she was already tired. After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up from the nightmare, it was still pitch black outside, and his forehead was covered with cold, dense fine sweat. She sat up, and it took a while for her sweat to wipe away. I didn't sleep anymore, I just hugged my knees and looked out.