When Zhao Pingjin's car entered the community, the security guard did not stop it, after all, they could not afford to offend people who could afford to drive such tens of millions of cars.

This community is not big, but the environment is quite quiet.

The driver parked the car downstairs where Xu He lived, Zhao Pingjin's head was still a little painful, and there was sobering candy on the car, he had always disliked these things, but he could only eat two at this time.

It was a little late, and there was no one walking around in the community, so Zhao Pingjin got out of the car and went directly into the door of the unit.

Entering the elevator and pressing the floor, the elevator mirror reflected his expression at this time.

Because of fatigue and drunkenness, he looked a little handsome at this time, his forehead hair was slightly messy, the buttons of his collar were also opened twice, and the tie was somehow loosened and a little crooked.

He's always been a bit clean, but because of the headache, he really doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

The emotion on his face was so clear that he was unhappy, but even he didn't know where it came from.

The elevator reached the top floor, and he stepped out.

There are two households on the first floor, Zhao Pingjin looked at the door number, walked over, and rang the doorbell directly.

Xu He hadn't fallen asleep yet, lying on the bed and hearing the doorbell ringing, he couldn't help but be a little hesitant and a little frightened.

There are not many people who know that she lives here, Zheng Fan will not come over and ring the doorbell abruptly, if Song Yan comes, he will definitely tell her in advance, not to mention that it is quite late at this time, and Sister Li has just left for a long time, so it can't be her.

She sat up and listened with her ears, the doorbell rang again, Xu He was afraid of disturbing the neighbors opposite, so he had to reach out and put a coat on the suspender nightdress, open the bedroom door and walk out.

She walked to the door and asked tentatively and softly, "Who?" ”

"Xu He, open the door."

Zhao Pingjin's voice came clearly through the door panel.

Xu He grabbed the placket of his clothes, and for a moment, it seemed that his heartbeat had stopped.

The sound of the doorbell stopped, he didn't speak after he said those four words, in the middle of summer night, the room was still a little stuffy, Xu He's sideburns secretly had a layer of fine sweat, at this moment, it was too quiet, so quiet that Xu He even thought it was a dream of his own.

Xu didn't hear her response, he knocked on the door again: "Xu He, open the door." ”

His voice was low, vaguely revealing a touch of impatient restlessness, Xu He's eyes were uncomfortable with soreness, and his tear ducts were also swollen and painful, but the tears couldn't fall.

"I'm already asleep."

Xu He looked at the closed door and said softly.

There was no response outside the door, and after a while, Xu He heard faint footsteps.

He's gone.

Xu He's heart seemed to be suddenly torn by something, the pain was drilling, her legs were so soft that she could barely support her body, and a thin stream of heat was gushing outward, Xu He knew that she was bleeding again.

Before she was discharged from the hospital, the doctor told her that if the symptoms of persistent minor bleeding did not improve for a long time, she would need to be admitted to the hospital again for a detailed examination.

Xu He held on to the wall, struggling to support her body, and after half a minute, she gently walked to the door, twisted the door lock, and opened the door.

originally thought that it would be an empty corridor, but there was a long and tall figure, Zhao Pingjin leaned on the fire door of the passage, smoking a cigarette without a match.

Xu He looked at him in a daze, and his eyes turned red little by little.

Zhao Pingjin didn't look at her, just lowered his eyes slightly, and smoked silently.

When he smokes, his eyebrows will frown deeply, and when he spits out the smoke ring, the whole person leans against the door, his chin is slightly raised, casual and uninhibited.

It wasn't until he had finished the half of the cigarette that he extinguished the butt and walked over.

When he walked to the door, he didn't even look at Xu He.

The half-open door was pushed open by him, and he entered directly from her side, Xu He's shoulder was gently bumped by him, and his wandering thoughts suddenly returned.

She turned around, her voice hoarse: "Mr. Zhao...... You, what's wrong with you? ”

Zhao Pingjin walked to the sofa and sat down by himself, and then, he slowly untied his tie and threw it aside, his slender fingers propped up on his aching temples, his eyes were slightly closed, and his voice was hoarse and tired: "Will you cook sobering soup?" ”

Xu He stood there without moving, the light was not turned on in the room, her small figure was shrouded in dim light and shadow, and she could only vaguely see a small and pale face, and dark eyebrows.

After he finished saying that, Xu He was stunned for a moment, raised a pair of reddish eyes to look at him, and slowly looked away: "Mr. Zhao, it's late, I'm going to rest......"

Zhao Pingjin seemed to be a little annoyed, raised his hand and took out the wallet from the inner pocket of the suit and threw it on the coffee table: "Go and cook me a bowl of soup, 100,000 yuan." ”

Xu He bit her lip, the tear ducts began to swell again, she endured it, her eyes fell on him, the room was already full of wine, he should be drunk, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

Xu He thought to himself, there is no reason to talk about drunk people, Xu Liyong is such a gentle and generous husband and father, and he will toss people when he is drunk, let alone this master.

Xu He's body was still weak, her legs were a little weak after standing for a while, and she felt that she had been bleeding, and she should go to the bathroom to change a sanitary napkin.

She closed the door, lowered her eyes, and went straight around the living room sofa and into the bathroom.

The sound of the door closing and the sound of water sounded, Zhao Pingjin opened his eyes, the wallet was still lying quietly on the coffee table, the light in the bathroom was on for a while, and then, Zhao Pingjin heard her footsteps coming out, and then entered the room again, followed by the sound of the door closing gently, and the sound of the door lock clicking.

He laughed angrily, and the strength of the wine seemed to fade a little.