"Coach, I'm leaving! Good bye! ”

Qizhi's voice floated in from outside the door, and Zheng Ye took a towel and continued to wipe the sweat of the person on the bed, "Hmm." He answered.

The needle drop can be heard in the room, the sunset outside the window is red like fire, illuminating the room like a warm tent on the grassland, the afterglow should be on the side of the man's face, half light and half dark, the eyelashes are slightly drooping, the bottom of the eyes is a shadow, and the gaze is even deeper, like a deep well.

He sat at the window smoking, the person on the bed was still asleep, his eyes were complicated, and he looked at the sky that was fading away without any expression.

"Goo...... Lulu ...... "A flock of carrier pigeons flew over the roof, Zheng Ye looked up at the sky, his heart seemed to follow them far away, at this moment, he selfishly wanted to escape.

"Hmm......" A groan rushed into his ears, Zheng Ye's sensitive nerves jumped, hurriedly threw away the cigarette, jumped off the windowsill, and stood beside the bed to look down.

Su Jingruo's eyes widened suddenly without any buffer, and after seeing Zheng Ye, she scolded with an angry expression: "Zheng Ye, your uncle!" "It hurt so much from the fall.

"Poof......" Zheng Ye burst out laughing, she could still scold, indicating that her body was fine. He squinted and smiled triumphantly, the kind of smile that was underwhelming.

Su Jingruo moved her body and wanted to get up, but finally gave up. Because, it really hurts!

"Are you hungry?" Zheng Ye asked lightly.

"Hmm." Su Jingruo nodded.

"I'll cook you some porridge to eat." After Zheng Ye finished speaking, he walked out the door.

Su Jingruo just wanted to shout no, the person disappeared without a trace, she opened her mouth, her face hurt terribly, let him go, even if he blew up the kitchen, he didn't care about his own business.

Su Jingruo was lying on the bed and standing upright, looking at the ceiling above her head, thinking in her heart, although today's training was colorful, this was the actual combat experience she wanted, and if she continued to learn at this level, she would soon become very strong, and she was confident.

Suddenly, Su Jingruo was grateful to Zheng Ye from the bottom of her heart, if he hadn't found these two people, I am afraid that he would not know that he was half a catty. In addition to taekwondo, Zheng Ye taught her sanda and the like, and it is completely a practical technique, which is not at the same level as the fancy moves taught by ordinary taekwondo gyms. It seems that Zheng Ye was right to be chosen. The hard work of this time has not been in vain! Today's results still satisfy her. I just don't know if Zheng Ye is satisfied.

Su Jingruo uncovered the quilt, walked around the room and didn't find the mirror, she touched her face with her hand wrapped in gauze, and felt that one side of her face seemed to be swollen more than the other, and scolded angrily: Your uncle's!

A figure came in on the ground, Su Jingruo raised her head, Zheng Ye walked up to her with a big bowl and put it on the table, "Drink some porridge." ”

Su Jingruo glared at him, and was about to speak, when she remembered that her mouth was open, it hurt, and she said in a small sip: "I'm afraid I can only drink porridge in the near future." ”

As soon as he heard that this was the tone of a resentful woman, Zheng Ye glanced at her indifferently, and saw that her small mouth was slightly pursed, and she still had a resentful little look, and the smile arc at the corner of her mouth was even bigger.

picked up the spoon and stuffed it into her hand, "It's good to drink porridge and beautify your face." ”

"Just your porridge ......" Su Jingruo pulled the corners of her lips, disdainful of his lame lies, she hadn't heard of drinking white porridge and still nourishing her face.

Scooped a spoonful of rice-paste-like white porridge, opened his mouth slightly, took a sip, and swallowed.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at, questioning the coach?" Zheng Ye said as he rubbed his head and concentrated on eating.

Zheng Ye was originally joking, but the strength was a little stronger, and Su Jingruo's face was pressed into the bowl.

Forehead...... Zheng Ye suddenly felt that the alarm sounded, and before she was completely furious, she hurriedly evacuated.

The hand on her head let go, Su Jingruo's eyes, the tip of her nose and her torn lips sank into the porridge, she slowly raised her head, and felt a fire from the soles of her feet burning directly to the top of her head, even her hair stood up, with an expression of eating, she stared at the empty door, she swore that if she had a little combat power, she could rush out and tear Zheng Ye.

Su Jingruo took out a few tissues, wiped off the sticky white porridge on her face, and silently recited in her heart:

The world is so wonderful, and I'm so grumpy, it's not good, it's not good......

Call...... Suck...... Call...... Suck...... Adjust your emotions.

After repeating the above words and ventilation assistance N times, Su Jingruo finally turned back into a quiet beautiful woman.

A bowl of porridge, she ate half a bowl, and she didn't see Zheng Ye come back, she walked out of the room with the bowl, walked towards the kitchen, and vaguely heard Zheng Ye talking on the phone in the backyard of the dojo, as if she deliberately lowered her voice.

Su Jingruo ignored it, walked into the kitchen, washed the dishes, and wrapped gauze around her hands, so it took a long time to get it done.

When she came out, she collided with Zheng Ye who came back from the backyard, Zheng Ye was slightly stunned when she saw her, and Su Jingruo said expressionlessly: "You are good at cooking." ”

Zheng Ye's eyes froze for a moment, and then remembered what she said, "Oh, it's good if you like to eat." Bypassing Su Jingruo and going back to the room.

Su Jingruo always felt that he was weird, his eyes dodged, thinking that he might blame himself for letting himself hang the lottery, and followed up.

"Zheng Ye, these are the things I want to learn and experience today." Su Jingruo's tone was light, her eyes were calm and detached, just like her tone every time she spoke, always with a cold and arrogant energy.

"You've worked hard, too." Zheng Ye folded the blanket on the bed and turned to look at her, "It's not early, I'll send you back." ”

"Hmm." Su Jingruo nodded, and asked again, "Are you going back to Huadu?" ”

Zheng Ye said, "No. And there was no more to it.

Su Jingruo doesn't ask questions, she doesn't like to explore other people's privacy. Because once you know a lot about another person's life, it means that you have entered his world.

And she doesn't want to enter anyone's world, her path is destined to be thorny and has goals, but she doesn't know if it's the end. Perhaps, she will leave this world with her sins and blood on her hands, so she doesn't want to leave a trace of her to anyone.

Being forgotten is a relief for her.

After locking the door of the dojo, Su Jingruo saw a black motorcycle parked at the door, with two helmets on it.

Under Su Jingruo's gaze, Zheng Ye collapsed, took off a helmet and beckoned to Su Jingruo, "Come here." ”

Su Jingruo looked at him, she didn't want to be a motorcycle, because PP hurt a lot, hey, she was thrown so badly, there was every good place in her body, and sitting on a stool and drinking porridge just now was like sitting on pins and needles.

"What's the fuss?" Zheng Ye asked, suddenly the expression on his face was thief, and he smiled meaningfully, and Su Jingruo knew at a glance that he wanted to be crooked.

Zheng Ye made a crazy and cool gesture under his chin, and said with a sword eyebrow: "Did you find that my brother is super handsome on a motorcycle?" ”

Oops hey! This guy is really born with a good sense of self and is extremely narcissistic. Su Jingruo looked at him speechlessly, and pouted, Damn! Hurt! She withdrew her expression of disdain, and then she didn't dare to change any other expression on her face, and the playing cards seemed to be stiff.

The helmet was draped over her head, and she mustered up the courage to straddle the motorcycle, and the next second her ass-tin touched the seat, she quickly cocked again.

I'll drop a PP......

"Sit down!" Zheng Ye shouted to the people behind him, twisted the accelerator, and the engine of the motorcycle roared, shaking away the silent street.

The taillights glide in a beautiful arc and disappear into the intersection......

The wind howled and pulled the clothes of the two from the body, Su Jingruo hugged Zheng Ye's waist, the slope of the saddle made her slide down naturally, clinging to Zheng Ye's back, with occasional bumps, Su Jingruo's body would hit the man's strong back from behind, and the flesh on the original body hurt, and this collision hurt even more. And Zheng Ye's feeling was not very good, the soft ups and downs kept against his shoulder blades, and his heart beat with every collision.

Fortunately, it was almost there, otherwise he would have died of a heart attack.

There were still a hundred meters away from Qingyuan, Su Jingruo patted Zheng Ye's back, pointed to the spectacular villa garden, the wind was howling, and she shouted through her helmet: "It's here." ”

Zheng Ye nodded, made an OK gesture, and the motorcycle stopped steadily at the door of the villa.

The person in charge of the guard walked out, watched the woman take off her helmet, her long hair was scattered, and hurriedly opened the door, "Miss Su, you're back." ”

Su Jingruo turned around and nodded at the guard, and handed the helmet in her hand to Zheng Ye, "Thank you." ”

Zheng Ye hung his helmet on the handlebars, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Su Jingruo walked into the electronic door with her bag.

On the tree-lined path, the hazy street lamps illuminate the road under her feet, the snort is a faint fragrance of flowers and earth, the air at night is very fresh, Su Jingruo walked along the landscape river, walked on the single-plank bridge, stood on the bridge and looked at the villa not far away, the lights on the first floor were on, it was a warm orange light, and her heart was also warm.

I don't know when it began, this place became her nominal home, but in time, it will also make her feel warm.

The exhaustion and pain of the body disappeared at this moment......

Opening the door, Steward Mu was wearing a knitted sweater and guarding the entrance, looking out of the glass window, and after seeing Su Jingruo's figure, she hurriedly opened the door and welcomed out.

When I came to the steps, I saw that the other party's face and hands were either wrapped in bandages or band-aids, and I asked distressedly:

"What's going on, Miss Su?"

Su Jingruo smiled at her easily, "Don't worry, it's okay, it's all minor injuries, and it'll be fine tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Su Jingruo walked into the villa quickly, Steward Mu closed the door, and wanted to ask again, only to see the flying placket flash away from the corner of the stairs.

She shook her head and went back to the room, this girl has a lot of heart, she doesn't like to tell people, she has everything in her heart, she knows.

Back in the room, Su Jingruo threw herself directly on the bed, covered her head and fell asleep, she was too tired.

……

Shengshi Private Hospital

Su Yichen leaned on the head of the bed, looked at the book in his hand, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrate, he glanced at the familiar number, and picked it up to answer.

"Hey......" is a timeless and deep voice.

"Who's scheduled for next week?" The other party asked.

Su Yichen had an indifferent expression on his face and replied with a few names.

Hearing these names, there was silence in the microphone for a while, "Okay, just do as you say, and I'll contact them." ”

"Hmm."

Su Yichen hung up the phone and closed the book.

The wound on the shoulder was checked today, it was not torn because it was used as a pillow by someone yesterday, the wound healed very well, and I can go home to recuperate in two days.

Thinking of last night, the thin lips rose slightly, and the shallow arc was fleeting.

"Su Shao, rest early." Min Yansheng persuaded on the side.

Su Yichen bowed slightly, handed him the book, and closed his eyes after lying down.

I always felt that there was still her smell in the quilt, a faint, but lingering smell, the smell of jasmine, which was the smell of a woman's name, I don't know when, it had entered my heart with the aroma......