Zheng Ye listened to his aunt's explanation, and the more he said, the happier he became, "So that's the case...... Hey. Auntie, I see. Zheng Yejian raised his eyebrows and deliberately bumped Su Jingruo's shoulder, the latter was hit by him and the soy milk in the spoon spilled, and she glared at him sideways.

Zheng Ye was appreciative, but he smiled brightly and said, "It's your fault!" In order to compensate for it, this brother is invited! ”

Su Jingruo drank soy milk quietly and nodded, please do what you please.

Zheng Ye's eyes smiled into a slit, and then generously went to take out his wallet, put his hand into his pocket, froze, and then burst rudely: "!" ”

Su Jingruo frowned, and her eyes were obviously asking him: Don't tell the old lady that you didn't bring money!

Zheng Ye smiled, "Hehe...... I didn't bring any money, I'll make up for it next time! ”

Su Jingruo rolled her eyes, your uncle!

Both lowered their heads, drank soy milk, and ate fritters.

……

It was still early before class, Su Jingruo hadn't cleaned the courtyard of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion this week, and at this time she began to clean the front and back yards of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, while Zheng Ye was on the side to help.

When Qizhi came, he saw the glass mirror of the Tiandao Pavilion, the ground was neat, and then he looked at Zheng Ye, who had returned from cleaning the garbage outside, and said to Su Jingruo next to him:

"Senior sister, why is today's garbage poured by the coach?"

Zheng Ye arranged the cleaning of the yard, and handed it over to Su Jingruo, every time Su Jingruo went to clean and take out the garbage, today it was Zheng Ye who went to take it out.

Su Jingruo changed into a taekwondo uniform, stood in the center of the dojo to do warm-up exercises, and said lukewarmly: "He likes, is happy, loves!" Do you have an opinion? ”

"Uh...... Not! Qizhi was stunned.

"Go change your clothes and do a warm-up!" Su Jingruo's eyes flicked to the locker room, Qizhi let out an 'oh' sound, and slipped away.

Zheng Ye stood at the door of the dojo, dusted off his cuffs after pulling the sliding door, and when he walked in, he glanced at Su Jingruo, saw that there was no one else, and said:

"Look at your stinginess, didn't you just eat your soy milk fritters and worry about me...... Didn't I just forget to bring my wallet......"

Su Jingruo stood in place and moved her joints, ignoring Zheng Ye's broken thoughts.

There was a conversation outside the hospital, Zheng Ye and Su Jingruo looked out at the same time, and a woman led a little boy over, and the little boy called out to the woman's mother. The child seemed to be very enthusiastic, but the mother seemed to be a little worried about it.

"Xiaojie, you see that there is no one here, my mother didn't lie to you, there is really no one to teach taekwondo."

The boy who was called Xiaojie rolled his big eyes, saw the big house in the middle of the courtyard, pointed to it and said, "Mom, let's go in and have a look, it should be the place where classes are held." ”

"Xiaojie, you still don't want to learn, what should I do if I get hurt?" Mother persuaded.

"Hmm...... No, I want to learn, I want to learn. Mom is not allowed to deceive people, you promised me, saying that if you score 100 points in the test, you will let me learn taekwondo. Xiao Jie begged.

“…… All right. Let's go in and see, if there is someone, we will learn, and if there is no one, forget it. ”

"Hmm." Xiaojie nodded.

Su Jingruo watched Zheng Ye change from a ruffian to a kind teacher and walked towards the door.

She chuckled and followed.

"Hello, little friend. Are you here to learn taekwondo? ”

Xiao Jie looked up at this tall man curiously, nodded, and asked, "Are you a teacher who teaches taekwondo?" ”

Zheng Ye bowed down, rubbed Xiaojie's head, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am not a teacher in the taekwondo gym, call me a coach." ”

Xiaojie was very polite and bowed, "Coach." ”

Zheng Ye's eyes softened, even if a tough guy like him would show a different kind of gentleness when facing innocence.

"Hello, little friend, what's your name?"

Xiaojie's mother said: "His name is Li Shujie, and we all call him Xiaojie." ”

"Xiaojie." Zheng Ye lowered his head to look at the boy, and Xiaojie smiled.

Xiaojie's mother said: "We Xiaojie saw the enrollment notice of this taekwondo gym on the Internet, and then clamored to learn taekwondo. The child is small and I don't know if I can do it? ”

Zheng Ye looked at Xiaojie and said, "It's okay." ”

"What time is the class?" Xiaojie's mother asked.

Zheng Ye said, "The class is scheduled for two days on the weekend, and there is no children's class yet, Xiaojie is the first to sign up for the children's class, and the time is arranged at one o'clock in the afternoon." ”

"Okay, then I'll bring Xiaojie next week."

The two of them talked about taekwondo uniforms and tuition fees again, and Su Jingruo kept standing inside the door and didn't go out.

Xiaojie's mother looked at the child, "Let's go, Xiaojie, I'll come to class next week." ”

"Hmm." Xiaojie waved his hand to Zheng Ye, "Goodbye, coach." ”

Zheng Ye waved his hand, "Goodbye." ”

When returning to the dojo, Qizhi stood at the door and watched, while Su Jingruo stood in the corner of the dojo doing warm-up exercises.

Zheng Ye patted Qizhi on the back, "What do you see, don't go to training yet." ”

Qizhi sighed, slipped back to the dojo, and trained with Su Jingruo.

After doing the warm-up exercises, the practice of basic leg methods began, Zheng Ye's password was loud, and Su Jingruo and Qizhi's movements were smooth and standard.

During the lunch break, Zheng Ye and Su Jingruo went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, she washed rice and cooked rice, and he picked vegetables and washed vegetables.

"I don't cough anymore." Zheng Ye said with his back to Su Jingruo.

"Hmm." Su Jingruo didn't look back.

Zheng Ye put the washed vegetables on the cutting board, looked sideways at Su Jingruo, the woman lowered her eyebrows and cut the vegetables, Zheng Ye dried his hands, took out Marlboro and a lighter from his coat pocket, and looked at the woman's clothes pocket and stuffed it in.

"What?" Su Jingruo looked down and saw that Zheng Ye's hand was in the woman's pocket, revealing a strong forearm.

Zheng Ye's hand stiffened, slowly pulled it out, turned around and touched his nose, "There's no place to put it, help me carry it." ”

"Cut!" Su Jingruo rolled his eyes, "Can't control yourself?" Addicted? ”

"Hey! You ......" Zheng Ye turned around and fiercely slammed her eyes, "Is there anyone who is so disrespectful to your teacher?" ”

Su Jingruo put down the kitchen knife, ignored him, and stewed a pot of loquat pear syrup, listening to Zheng Ye's voice today is much better, and he can't hear that hoarse voice when he breathes, and it's okay to be eight or nine.

"Still boiling sugar water?" Zheng Ye looked at the pot on the stove with all kinds of water that he couldn't name.

"Hmm." Su Jingruo responded lightly, "You go out first, I'll call you when the meal is ready." ”

There was oil smoke in the kitchen, Zheng Ye went out and went around, and Su Jingruo stir-fried.

The meal was ready quickly, and Su Jingruo stood at the door and shouted, "Zheng Ye, come to eat." ”

"......" no one answered.

Su Jingruo swept the circle, saw no one, took off the apron on her body, hung it on the shelf, and went out to look for it.

Zheng Ye's room, who went first, pushed open the door, he wasn't inside, where did he go? She walked along the corridor of the courtyard and heard a voice behind the courtyard, it was Zheng Ye.

Su Jingruo walked very lightly, without any footsteps, and when she turned around, she heard Zheng Ye say:

"Su Dashao, don't worry about my business, we don't have to ...... the river water" Zheng Ye leaned against the wall and went to touch the cigarette in his pocket, only then did he remember that in Su Jingruo, he was stunned when he just turned his head, and then behaved very calmly, and said to the phone: "Just hang up if you have nothing to do." ”

The person in the microphone seemed to understand something and directly pressed the hang up button.

Zheng Ye sniffed, walked over, and pretended to be calm and said, "Is the meal ready?" ”

Su Jingruo didn't answer, her eyes were deep, as dark as a deep well.

Zheng Ye was guessing how much she had heard, or whether she had heard it from the beginning, and she couldn't help but panic a little in her heart.

Su Jingruo said coldly, "Let's go eat." After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Zheng Ye with an unpredictable back.

Zheng Ye kicked in and out of the door, and saw Su Jingruo bending over to move the stool, he stepped over, "I'll come." ”

Su Jingruo let go of her hand, her indifferent eyes moved away directly, she served food and rice, but she didn't talk to him.

The two sat across a table, and Su Jingruo was colder than before, making Zheng Ye seem to see Su Jingruo when he first saw him.

At that time, they met in the waiting room of the police station, and by chance, it could be regarded as a smooth sailing.

Everything just happened inadvertently, without leaving a trace.

The food was very fragrant, Su Jingruo lowered her head and ate it in small bites, but Zheng Ye didn't know the taste.

After eating, Su Jingruo cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Zheng Ye stood behind her, "I smoke." ”

Su Jingruo ignored it and washed the dishes.

Zheng Ye took a step further, "Can you smoke it?" ”

The voice was cautious, as if she was afraid of disturbing the little rabbit in the snow, so she escaped.

Su Jingruo should not be silent: "......"

Zheng Ye watched her put the washed dishes in the cupboard, picked up the rag and wiped the dining table, and didn't give him a single look, ignoring it.

Even when she was angry, she was elegant, and she didn't break the plate or bowl.

"Su Jingruo!"

Zheng Ye shouted, and was left behind by the woman, and he chased out.

"Stop!"

Su Jingruo went directly into her lounge and closed the door with her hand.

There was a 'bang'......', and Zheng Ye stood outside the door.

He didn't knock, he stood at the door and stared, a second, two seconds, he turned around and leaned against the door, and touched his pocket again, the cigarette was not there, and she was not there.

It turns out that a lot of times, smoking is a habit and not really that needed.

Zheng Ye put his hands in his pockets, one foot supported the ground, the other leg bent his knees, and his eyes fell on the plane tree in the yard, gradually dissipating.

"Ask whatever you want."

This is what Zheng Ye said after being silent for a long time, Su Jingruo was lying on the bed with her back to the door, the man's voice was serious and low, like a cello coming out, with heavy emotions.

For a moment, Su Jingruo really wanted to question him, what is the relationship between you? Is it collusion?

But in the end, Su Jingruo swallowed it, and she hid it from her at the beginning, naturally she didn't want her to know.

The fact that she lied to you was already in front of her, and she didn't need to ask what it was, she pulled up the quilt on the bed and put it on her head.

There was no sound outside the door, Su Jingruo closed her eyes, I don't know how long later, she fell asleep, and the person at the door left quietly.

Zheng Ye went back to his lounge, didn't sleep, turned on his mobile phone and sent a text message, the other party quickly recovered, Zheng Ye looked at it, deleted the text message and call history.

When she woke up, Su Jingruo felt a headache and had a dream in a daze, dreaming that Huang Fuyi was holding a gun at her, Su Yichen and Zheng Ye stood aside and watched, her eyes were cold, she was lonely and helpless, calling their names, but neither of them moved, watching her being pierced by a shot.

She pinched her sore eyebrows and walked out of the lounge, Zheng Ye's door was closed, and Su Jingruo saw Zheng Ye come out when she came back from washing her face.