Su Lingche, don't cry, don't be so useless! Lingche cursed himself silently in his heart, and the exhaustion and hunger that had been brewing all day began to quietly ferment, filling every cell in Su Lingche's body, and tears poured out like a river bursting its banks.

Xiang Ke looked helplessly at Ling Che, who was sad about himself, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently handed it to Ling Che. "Boyfriend?"

"Yes." Lingche took the handkerchief and buried his head in it.

"If you want to cry, cry out loud, don't hold back." Xiang Ke said lightly. "It's a big deal, tomorrow, people in the company will say that Miss Su's eyes are swollen from crying because she was punished by the lawyer for working overtime."

Ling Che stopped crying, looked at Ke with some confusion, paused, and suddenly burst into tears.

I don't know how long she cried, Lingche felt as if she hadn't cried so freely for a long time, all her worries and sorrows disappeared with tears, and gradually her crying became lower and lower, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Xiang Ke looked at Su Lingche, who was asleep, and pouted, as if he had been greatly wronged. I forgot to ask her where her home was and what to do. Suddenly hearing a robot cat bell, Lingche frowned, without the slightest intention of opening his eyes. Xiang Ke took out her mobile phone from her handbag, pressed the answer button, and Su's mother's voice came out: "Dead girl, what time is it, and you won't go home yet?" ”

"Hello, Auntie" explained to Ke Luo a little embarrassed: "I am Miss Su's colleague, she works overtime late in the company, she is asleep now, where is your home?" I'll send her back now. ”

"That's right." Su's mother suspiciously reported the address. Xiang Ke closed his mobile phone, the address is very familiar, Su Lingche, Lingling, no wonder he suddenly had a good impression of this girl, could it be that she is Professor Su's daughter? Thinking of this, Xiang Ke couldn't help but turn his head again and take a closer look at Lingche, she became so quiet when she was asleep, curled up in the back seat like an injured kitten, seeing her painful expression, Xiang Ke shook his head, put the windbreaker on Lingche's body, and drove quickly towards Lingche's home.

Mother Su was already waiting at the door, and when she saw Xiang Ke carefully carrying Lingche out of the car, she hurriedly greeted her, and methodically commanded Xiang Ke to put Lingche into the bedroom.

"You are to..."Su's mother tried hard to recall, her husband's students were too many, coming and going, and being able to remember a surname was really too good for this boy, or rather, too special.

"Xiang Ke, senior mother." Xiang Ke nodded to Su's mother and smiled: "If I hadn't sent Miss Su home today, I really didn't know that she was actually Professor Su's daughter." ”

"It's really you, thank you for sending us home." Mother Su nodded and said, "Lingling, she is still very measured on weekdays, how can she sleep like this in her colleague's car?" ”

Xiang Ke explained: "It's not good for me today, I forced her to work overtime in the company, which delayed her date with her boyfriend and caused unhappiness between her and her boyfriend." For the details she saw today, Xiang Ke decided to omit the past, after all, it was a girl's **, and it was better for her to tell her mother selectively.

"I knew that sooner or later something would go wrong with her and that Lin Jiarui." Mother Su sighed: "It's okay to let her suffer a little setback, you didn't ...... at the beginning" suddenly felt that her words seemed a little inappropriate, Mother Su paused, and said with a smile: "Xiang Ke, Lao Su left early, and please help me keep an eye on Lingling for the sake of choosing a master and apprentice." This girl is too emotional. ”

Xiang Ke nodded awkwardly, his wife did not let him take care of Lingche at work, but asked him to care about her love life, Xiang Ke didn't know if he was competent, but he faintly felt that at this time, he really couldn't find a reason to refuse.

It was already late when I came out of Su's house. Xiang Ke felt a little stuffy, gently opened the window, and the biting cold wind poured in, and he was excited, only to find that the windbreaker had been forgotten in Lingche's home. So many years have passed, and the past that I forced myself to forget comes to mind again. Time flies, he doesn't remember Liu Can's beautiful face very much, twelve years of time has polished him more rounded, and he no longer sees the edges and corners of the past rampage. Thinking that she had almost cut her wrists for Liu Can, no wonder her wife still remembered it vividly, and Xiang Ke smiled a little embarrassedly. Suddenly, he had a hint of joy, twelve years had passed, and for the first time he found that he could finally recall that time very calmly, it turned out that time is the good doctor who heals all wounds.

Like all bloody love stories, Xiang Ke's first love was ruined at the hands of a beautiful girl named Liu Can. Liu Can at that time was really beautiful, with a tall figure, a fair face, and a pair of bright eyes as brilliant as the rising sun, no matter where she went, she was radiant. Of course, Xiang Ke is not bad, otherwise how could he catch up with such a beautiful Liu Can, as the most suitable couple on campus, no matter where they go, the two of them can attract the admiring eyes of countless people. In his former youth, he fantasized about loving like this, until the sea withered and the rocks rotted, until the earth was barren. But fate likes to joke, no matter how beautiful love is, it will always become worthless under the temptation of money, when Liu Can left a letter and went into the arms of a wealthy businessman, naively he desperately went to work for the summer just to earn more money to keep his poor love. once insisted on waiting for her outside the mansion of a wealthy businessman for a month, but in exchange for only a meal of punches and kicks.

"Don't be naïve, Xiang Ke, let me go." Her can-chan actually said such decisive words to him. Once young and frivolous, he endured betrayal and insults, but he could no longer stand the contemptuous eyes of his lover, and even had the idea of suicide. It was a gloomy afternoon, and the thunder was so loud that he really cut his wrist. Fortunately, at the last moment, he suddenly felt a little nostalgic for this world, and wanted to find a trace of warmth to survive, so he dialed a distress call to Professor Su, who had always been very strict. The professor was in class when his daughter, who was in junior high school, picked up the phone.

"Hey, are you looking for my dad? He hasn't gotten off work yet. Lingling's immature voice sounded, but he didn't know that life and death were at stake on the other end of the phone.

"Can you talk to me?" Xiang Ke's voice was low.

"Of course." Summer vacation is so boring, Mom and Dad haven't gotten off work, Lingling wishes there was someone to play with her.

"You say, why should man live?" Xiang Ke's head was dizzy, and the words were no longer so clear.

"Huh?" Hearing this profound question, Xiao Lingling frowned, why is she alive, she has never thought about such a question in her teenage life, she thought hard, and suddenly burst out with a sentence: "Because we will all die sooner or later!" It's going to die for a long, long time! ”

"It's going to be boring." Xiang Ke thought about it, and suddenly his head was excited: "Help me, help me call 120, I'm going to die, I'm in Building 420, Building 19, S University." ”

As soon as Lingling closed the phone, her mother came back, and after listening to Lingling's narration, Su's mother suspiciously dialed the phone that saved Xiang Ke's fate, Xiang Ke was rescued, and he also became a celebrity again because of cutting his wrists.

Since then, this scar has accompanied him through countless long nights, and it is only today that he realizes that the wound has gradually healed. The past that once thought it was big was just a passing moment. Thinking of this, Xiang Ke actually had a hint of relief. It is indeed too long to spend ten years forgetting a person and letting his wounds heal slowly.

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