Du Jinsheng saw that Zhu Shiqiao's expression was a little stunned, so he opened his mouth, and his voice was a little impatient: "I'll help you get the wound again." ”

When he said this, the original concern turned into a kind of boredom.

Then, without waiting for Zhu Shiqiao to say "thank you", Du Jinsheng had already swept past her side and walked into the room.

Zhu Shiqiao could only turn around and follow behind him and turned back to the room.

She walked straight up to him, and he helped her carefully unwrap the gauze on her wrist layer by layer.

Later, he helped her to re-detoxify, change the medicine, and then re-bandage the wound.

Zhu Shiqiao just moved her lips, and before she could say the word "thank you" that had been prepared a long time ago, Du Jinsheng was already sitting on the sofa.

She had no choice but to swallow back the unspoken words.

Although this was his home, after all, she was only living here temporarily, and she thought that he would not stay here for a while.

But to her surprise, he didn't seem to be ready to leave immediately.

Suddenly, the room was uncontrollably quiet.

After a while, Du Jinsheng's voice broke the original silence in the room: "Are you interested in film and television?" ”

"Well, it's okay!" Zhu Shiqiao's answer was ambiguous.

Hearing Zhu Shiqiao's answer, Du Jinsheng then spoke: "What kind of film and television are you more interested in?" ”

……

At first, Zhu Shiqiao just thought that Du Jinsheng was asking casually, but later she found that he seemed to be testing her.

She added: "Actually, I don't want to set foot in the film and television industry, I'm just curious sometimes." ”

"I see." Du Jinsheng just said lightly.

Zhu Shiqiao said again: "Well, I really don't have any interest in show business. ”

Next, Du Jinsheng didn't stay in her room any longer, but stood up and picked up the special tray for medicine.

Zhu Shiqiao looked at him, and didn't mean to hold back: "Mr. Du walks slowly." ”

Du Jinsheng didn't speak again, but left her room directly......

Zhu Shiqiao's cold was basically all cured the next day, only the wound on her wrist was still bandaged.

A week later, the wrist injury healed.

In Du Jinsheng's eyes, her wrist may be injured, but in Zhu Shiqiao's opinion, it is only a little bit of skin, and it is nothing at all.

Over the weekend, her mother called again and asked her to come home.

Anyway, her injuries are healed, and she won't be found when she gets home.

In the afternoon, she returned home.

Because I haven't chatted with my mother for a while, the mother and daughter have a lot of topics, and they talk and laugh in the living room.

But her phone rang suddenly, and she took it and scanned the caller ID on the screen, and saw a long string of phone numbers.

She didn't answer and refused directly.

She then made an excuse and went upstairs.

Upstairs, she locked the door, went straight to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and dialed the phone that had just come in.

The phone was answered after a while, and Zhu Shiqiao pressed the voice of the phone to the lowest: "......"

At this time, the mother was standing outside the door.

Zhu's mother felt that Zhu Shiqiao must have something to hide from her, so after she went upstairs, she also came up.

But she listened for a long time, but she couldn't hear a voice come out.

Zhu Shiqiao, who was in the bathroom, was talking into the phone: "...... Well, I see, I've been busy lately, so I don't have time to call you, when are you going to take more pictures of him and send them to my mailbox......"

……

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Shiqiao turned off the faucet.

In an instant, the sound of water in the toilet stopped.

She looked at the phone screen nostalgically for a while before reluctantly turning it off.

Then walk out of the bathroom.

Afraid of arousing her mother's suspicions, she did not linger in the room and went to the door.

When she pushed the door open, her mother was already sitting downstairs in the living room.

Mother is sitting on the sand watching a TV series.

Ren Zhu Shiqiao couldn't tell that her mother was upstairs at the door of her room and was about to eavesdrop on the content of her phone call.

She sat down next to her mother, grabbed her mother's arm casually, and said with a smile: "Mom, do you like to watch this TV series very much?" ”

Where does my mother like to watch? I don't know what this TV series is playing at all, she has been wondering what Zhu Shiqiao is hiding from her.

How could her mind be on this TV series?

After a short silence, my mother said absentmindedly: "Oh, I just watched it, and it looks okay." ”

Mother's speech speed is a little slow, when does my mother speak so slowly and methodically on weekdays?

I just watched it, it looked okay, why did it sound so perfunctory?

"Mom, do you have something on your mind?" Zhu Shiqiao spoke tentatively.

"I'm so old, what else can I think about? Isn't it for you to rack your brains? Mother just smiled wryly.

"Mom, don't I give you peace of mind right now?"

After speaking, Zhu Shiqiao understood what her mother meant.

Mother must be referring to her emotional affairs.

Because it is this "big event" that my mother has always been thinking about.

It seems that this time, the mother's call to ask her to come back was also the intention.

After a while, her mother glanced at her, and then said, "If you had found a boyfriend earlier, it would have really made me worry." ”

For the eternal topic of mother, Zhu Shiqiao has always been the most headache.

Zhu Shiqiao looked at her mother helplessly: "Mom, why did you mention this matter again?" This matter can't be rushed, I can't just find a boyfriend, right? ”

It took a while for the mother to respond: "Did I say that you can just find a boyfriend?" I think Jinsheng and Mingyu are good, you just need to choose one of the two of them, don't tell me that you don't fancy either of them. ”

Hearing her mother say this, Zhu Shiqiao suddenly felt a choke in her throat.

Both of them are indeed good, if she says that she doesn't like any of them, I guess my mother won't believe it.

She had always liked Du Jinsheng five years ago, and even today, when she saw him, she still had the same heart-pounding feeling as before, despite the ruthless and cold words he said to her five years ago.

But she can't tell her mother what she really thinks, can she?

Because she had already confessed her thoughts to Du Jinsheng in person five years ago, but how? Isn't it ashamed to be rejected?

She can't tell her mother that he's the one she likes, right?