The next day, after boiling a bowl of white fungus soup and adding some brown sugar that he bought a few days ago, Song Zhu put the soup on the table.

Xie Jue slept on the sofa at Song Zhu's house for one night.

Song Zhugang wanted to reach out and change the towel on Xie Jue's forehead.

I saw that the young man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Song Zhu's wrist very quickly.

The narrow Danfeng eyes, which were originally clear and pure, were filled with some red blood at this time.

Song Zhu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Xie Jue to wake up so early.

After coughing dryly twice, Song Zhu crossed over Xie Jue's head, took off a handkerchief on the sofa, and pulled the corners of his mouth a little embarrassedly: "Wake up, it's early!"

Compared with Song Zhu's inexplicable enthusiasm, Xie Jue was relatively cold.

I just wanted to get up suddenly, but I was pulled by the wound on my body, and I hissed in pain, and Xie Jue's brows wrinkled slightly.

He glanced at the room lightly, and finally fixed his gaze on Song Zhu, and asked coldly, "Where is this?" ”

"My home." Song Zhu glanced at Xie Jue, still with that cold look, it seemed that it was almost good.

With some good mood, he picked up his share of white fungus soup and took a sip gently: "Drink some porridge, it shouldn't be difficult to drink, it will be beneficial to the recovery of the wounds on your body." ”

Hearing Song Zhu say that he was injured, Xie Jue's eyes darkened, and his eyes looked at Song Zhu with some complication: "What do you know?" ”

"Well, I don't know anything, I just picked you up on the road last night. I saw that you had injuries on your body, so I dealt with them a little. Seeing Xie Jue's anti-pervert expression, Song Zhu rolled his eyes slightly.

"Don't get me wrong, I just helped you with a little bit of your face, and the injuries on your body didn't move. Well, there's medicine here, can you apply it yourself when you go home? She tilted her head and looked at Xie Jue with a serious expression and said.

Xie Jue suddenly felt that the temperature around him had risen suddenly, although he also knew that this woman was just stating a fact.

Pressing his eyebrows a little irritably, Xie Jue got up and said coldly, "No need." ”

Just halfway through his words, he saw himself in the mirror on the opposite wall, and there were seven or eight band-aids of all sizes on his face, and the boy was instantly silent.

twitching the corners of his mouth, Xie Jue's face instantly darkened, and he turned his head and cast a murderous look at Song Zhu.

I saw that the girl didn't seem to care about herself at all, and drank porridge by herself.

Glancing at the bowl of porridge on the table, Xie Jue suddenly felt that his lips were a little dry, but he still walked towards the door without looking back.

"Skipping breakfast?" Song Zhu was drinking porridge while staring at the TV, catching a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of his eye, and patiently reminded him, but that classmate Xie didn't listen to it.

Song Zhu's words were still echoing in his ears, and as soon as Xie Jue opened the door, he saw an uninvited guest, and his expression instantly became gloomy.

Mu Jiang didn't expect to see Xie Jue here, and the action of raising his hand and knocking on the door was so deadlocked in the air, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Xie Jue?"

Song Zhu naturally noticed the movement here, and was also stunned when he saw Mu Jiang stop. I avoided it a lot, but I didn't expect this person to come to the door by himself again.

It's just that Song Zhu really didn't have much patience when he stopped facing Mu Jiang.

"What's wrong?" Putting down the porridge, Song Zhu walked over from the living room barefoot.

Xie Jue glanced at the girl behind him lightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of ridicule, and a trace of mockery and inexplicable disgust slipped under his eyes.

Have both of them developed to this point? So why do you have to pretend to save yourself home? Aren't you afraid that this decent boyfriend will misunderstand?

"Hypocrisy."

Xie Jue's thin lips opened lightly, and he spit out these two words coldly.

Then he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked away without looking back. Halfway through, he remembered something, wiped his face with some irritation, and tore off all the band-aids on his face.

Xie Jue's voice was not loud or small, but Song Zhu and Mu Jiangzhu also heard it. Mu Jiang stopped thinking that Xie Jue was talking about himself, and his face immediately turned white.

I was about to say something, but the man had already walked away.

Song Zhu felt that Xie Jue's words were something, but he came from God's perspective and knew Xie Jue's temperament, so he didn't want to worry too much.

"What's wrong? Can I help you? After cutting the broken hair in front of his forehead, Song Zhu turned his attention to Mu Jiangzhu's body, only to see that there were still two boxes of things at his feet.

"Uncle and aunt said they can't come back for a while, these are some of the food they bought for you."

Mu Jiang's eyes flashed, and his eyes looked at Song Zhu with some complications, but in the end he couldn't hold back: "If you live alone, you must pay attention to safety, and you must clean yourself." ”

"What?" Song Zhu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly he was a little too lazy to talk to this person. Although she didn't have much of a good impression of him.

"You're doing it yourself." Mu Jiang stopped with a serious face, threw down this sentence and left.

Song Zhu looked at Mu Jiang's back and suddenly felt a little funny.

I don't want to explain too much, after all, she is a supporting character in this book, and there is no need to always brush up on the presence of the protagonist.

Moved the food at the door into the house, looked at the two boxes of food, and thought of Song's father and Song's mother, Song Zhu's heart swelled with warmth.

In this life, repay them as much as you can!

Song Zhu roughly cleaned up and went to the hot pot restaurant at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Because of the holidays, the business in the store is not so deserted. It's just that because the scale of the store is not large, Song Zhu is alone in the store.

After staying for a few days and slowly getting used to it, Song Zhu didn't feel too tired. After all, she had done more tiring work in her previous life.

"Xiaozhu, there is a takeaway here, and you're about to get off work, so bring it over by the way! The delivery list in our store is usually delivered by your Uncle Qiang himself, but today he is not there, so it will trouble you. ”

Song Zhu washed the last bowl and looked at his watch, it was more than eight o'clock in the evening. The proprietress twisted over.

"Okay. Give it to me, it's almost time to get off work, I'll go now. Song Zhu smiled, took the lunch box bag, and saw that there were more than a dozen takeaway boxes of all sizes in it.

Just as I wanted to go to see the takeaway address, I saw the proprietress fiddling with her big wavy curl and said, "Are you scared?" The location is in the Spring River Flower Moon Building!"

The proprietress glanced at Song Zhu, and said with a smile: "It's just that you came out to work part-time, don't you just want to experience experience!" How can it be called experience if you don't go through it more? ”

"However, it is indeed not convenient for a girl to go to that kind of club. In this way, let Xiao Li come with you. ”

"Ah, okay." Song Zhu didn't react to what the proprietress was saying for a while.

She only knew that Xiao Li was a newcomer who had just arrived today, in his twenties, slightly older than the original owner.