Chapter Twenty-Eight, Messy Scars
The city, which was still immersed in the cold morning light, had an unobstructed view in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Xu Zhou sat on the pear blossom wood sofa with Erlang's legs on his legs, staring at the street lamps that had not been extinguished for a while.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Xu, good morning!" Tang Xueshan walked straight into the box, her voice full of vitality, "What kind of tea do you need to drink?"
"Jasmine tea. He stared straight at Tang Xueshan, her delicate and beautiful facial features made people shine.
"Why are you alone, will Yimo come?"
He flipped through the menu on his tablet, "Come on, he'll be here soon, he's coming to see you." ”
Thinking that she would be able to see Jiang Yimo in a while, she hummed a little song and turned around to make tea.
Tang Xueshan came to the table with tea with a smile, she lifted the ceramic teapot, and the jasmine tea through the tea strainer suddenly exuded a fresh and fragrant tea fragrance in the box.
She enthusiastically introduced, "This jasmine tea is delicious, sweet, bitter and a little smooth, and has the reputation of the first fragrance in the world." ”
After Xu Zhou took a sip of the tea cup engraved with gorgeous patterns, he joked, "Because you poured it by a beautiful woman, it tastes better." ”
"You're really good at talking. Tang Xueshan smiled, and the pear vortex loomed, "Brother Xu, have you married and had children?"
Xu Zhou wiped away his non-existent tears, "You also know that Mr. Jiang sleeps three or four hours a day, and spends the rest of his time working and socializing. ”
Tang Xueshan smiled and said sympathetically, "You are also an iron man, make more money while you are young." ”
Xu Zhou sighed, "The salary is high, and there is time, so I have this life to spend." ”
"Yes, indeed. ”
"What are your signature dim sum here?"
"We have the Four Heavenly Kings dim sum here, including oyster king barbecued pork buns, thin-skinned shrimp dumplings, steamed siu mai with crab roe, and puff pastry eggs. ”
"There are still four heavenly kings for dim sum?"
"yes. ”
Xu Zhou selected more than a dozen snacks on the tablet, "That's all." ”
Tang Xueshan took the tablet, confirmed with the guest, and said with a smile, "I'll place an order." ”
The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.
"Mr. Jiang. Xu Zhou stood up from his position and said hello.
Tang Xueshan looked back and saw Jiang Yimo, his face was as pale as ever, like a person who was forever spending the winter.
It's just that she hasn't seen him for a while, and she feels as if half a century has passed.
Immediately, she bent her mouth and smiled, her smile was like a ray of sunshine, bright and bright, "Yimo, it's early!"
Jiang Yimo's mood was not high, and there was a thin layer of gray mist under his eyes, "Morning!"
I don't know if it's because the crystal lamp in the private room is particularly dazzling, or because Jiang Yimo is wearing a white shirt, his appearance makes Tang Xueshan feel dizzy.
Tang Xueshan lost her mind and poured tea on Jiang Yimo's sleeve, and the white sleeve was instantly stained with light green tea stains.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she hurriedly apologized, quickly pulling out a few tissues to wipe his soaked sleeve for him.
For a moment, she saw the scattered rows of red scars on his arms, as well as the marks from cigarette burns.
The scarred arm was so miserable that she seemed to be able to smell a faint smell of blood.
Jiang Yimo saw her surprised eyes, and he withdrew his hand uneasily.
I don't know when Tang Xueshan has had a beast-like alertness and sensitivity to wounds, the smell of blood, and the smell of medicinal oil.
Her heart suddenly swelled up like a tide, and she smiled and pinned a lock of loose hair behind her ear, "Don't bother you, I'll go get busy first." ”
She turned and walked out of the private room, gently closed the door, and took a deep breath to adjust her emotions.
She already felt very calm about his self-harming behavior.
She saw with her own eyes that he was carried into an ambulance because he had taken a lot of sleeping pills and almost left this world. She saw him with her own eyes, and only one step away from jumping off a high cliff, he was pulled back into the world. She had seen him lie in the cold bathtub and slit his wrists, and all she remembered was that her hands were once stained with his blood.
Xu Zhou laughed silently, "Miss Tang is worried about you." ”
Jiang Yimo didn't answer, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.
Xu Zhou said with a hippie smile, "The Maybach you asked me to buy, was it given to you Miss Tang?"
"It's not. ”
Seeing that the boss's reaction was indifferent, Xu Zhou also lost his interest in gossiping.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
The waiter came in with a cart for dim sum and steamer on top of the dining cart was steaming with a hot mist.
The table is filled with a variety of dim sum dishes, which are full of color, flavor and taste, and look very appetizing.
Xu Zhou wiped his hands with a wet paper towel, sent a piece of shrimp dumplings to his mouth, and praised loudly, "This shrimp dumpling tastes good." ”
"Eat more, I'm afraid I won't have time for lunch today. ”
His tone was cold, Xu Zhou was used to his always gloomy tone.
When checking out, the manager came over and said, "Your order, Miss Tang has already settled." ”
Jiang Yimo's movements paused, and he let out a faint "oh".
Xu Zhou joked, "It's good to be handsome, you can eat with your face." ”
Tang Xueshan came to the box with a bag from a pharmacy, and Xu Zhou went to the parking lot to wait for the boss first.
Jiang Yimo sat on the sofa with a tired expression, lit a cigarette, and took a sharp puff.
Tang Xueshan sat next to Jiang Yimo, took his cold left hand, lifted the sleeve of his clothes, and those messy scars appeared in front of his eyes, how painful it must be!
She took out a few cotton swabs and dipped them in disinfectant to slowly wipe his wounds.
"Does it hurt?" Tang Xueshan's voice was soft, like a white feather brushing his skin, causing a silent tremble.
Jiang Yimo twisted his eyebrows in pain and nodded gently.
After confirming that the wipe was clean, Tang Xueshan gently blew on his wound.
There was a hint of coolness from his arm, and it was that shallow coolness that calmed Jiang Yimo's hot and restless heart.
She took out the scar removal cream, unscrewed the lid, and squeezed out the ointment and applied it to the scar on Jiang Yimo's wrist.
Tang Xueshan's movements were as gentle and gentle as a feather, making his heart tremble, as if a feather brushed his heart.
Suddenly, I felt that the position of the wound was cold, very comfortable, and the feeling of scabbing and slightly itching in the wound disappeared in an instant.
They were so close that he could smell the sweet perfume on her, her long smooth hair falling softly on his arm, and there was a soft and cool feeling.
She held his hand, her eyes full of distress, "Don't do anything to hurt yourself in the future, you know?"
Jiang Yimo just said lightly, "Hmm!"
Tang Xueshan looked at him, reached out and touched his cheek, and said in a low voice, "Yimo, your face is not very good, where is it uncomfortable?"
He was full of desire to speak and stopped, looking preoccupied.
Her heart thumped, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.
Jiang Yimo frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "We don't want to meet recently." ”
She calmly asked, "Why?"
"She got it. ”
Tang Xueshan looked at him with a painful expression, "You broke up with her, can't you?"
"Not yet, I will definitely break up with her, will you wait for me?" he said with a slight sigh, his sigh seemed to hide helplessness and sadness.
"Hmm. Tang Xueshan replied softly and looked into his eyes, "No matter how difficult the road is in the future, I will accompany you, I am not afraid of hardships......"
He hugged her tightly, lowered his head in her neck, and took a deep breath.