Zhou Ruo fell asleep after drinking red wine, and what happened in the garage had almost no effect on her.

But on the other side, He Xianmo didn't close his eyes all night.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his bedroom, the gauze on his left arm standing out.

On the desk in the bedroom, in addition to the computer and books, there is also a Swiss Army knife that is extremely inconsistent with the surrounding painting style, and the blood stains on it have been cleaned up.

He Xianmo withdrew his gaze from the window and landed on the knife.

He slowly approached with his legs, his well-jointed hands picking up the knife from the table, holding it in his hand and playing with it, his mind flashing back to what he had done hours earlier.

He raised his left hand and looked at it, his fingertips seemed to still have the touch of soft bullets, as long as he thought about it, the tyrannical factor in his body would instantly wake up and shout, but the cold and hard knife in his right hand reminded him of the cruelty of reality - he was too impulsive today.

He Xianmo didn't know if Zhou Ruo was frightened by his behavior, but he was sure that she must have been disgusted by him, and maybe she would avoid him in the future.

Smack.

He Xianmo threw the knife back on the table, turned around and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, picked up his mobile phone, found Zhou Ruo's WeChat dialog box to open, deleted and changed for almost a quarter of an hour, and did not send a complete sentence.

In the end, the phone was also thrown aside.

He Xianmo just got up, sat down, picked up his mobile phone, put it down again, and cycled all night until it was more than six o'clock in the morning, when it was dawn outside.

He Xianmo rubbed his dry eyes, got up and went to the bathroom, took a warm bath of 36 degrees, and prepared to go to work.

——

"Arthur, are you sick?" As soon as He Xianmo entered the office, Zeng Xu was frightened by his haggard face.

Wearing glasses can't stop the dark blue under his eyes, and his lips are a little white, and he looks like he hasn't slept all night.

"Nope." He Xianmo walked to the table and turned on the kettle, and turned around to go to the dressing room to change his white coat.

Zeng Xu was not at ease, so he rushed up directly and grabbed his arm, "If you don't feel well, take a leave, don't hold on, your face is -"

"Wait, what's wrong with your little arm?" Halfway through speaking, Zeng Xu noticed that something was wrong, and directly rolled up the sleeves of his coat.

Seeing the circle of gauze wrapped around it, Zeng Xu was surprised: "How did you do it?" ”

He Xianmo quietly brushed away his hand, pulled down his sleeve, and replied lightly: "I accidentally broke it while cooking." ”

Zeng Xu: "...... Who can cook this place? ”

He Xianmo directly ignored his doubts and bypassed him to change his clothes.

Zeng Xu looked at He Xianmo's back, squinted his eyes and touched his chin.

A few minutes later, He Xianmo came out after changing his clothes, and Zeng Xu looked him up and down, "Arthur, something is wrong with you." ”

He Xianmo: "Are you idle?" ”

Zeng Xu: "I don't go to the clinic today, I'm really idle. ”

He smiled and approached He Xianmo and patted him on the shoulder, "So, let me treat you, my lovely friend." ”

He Xianmo: "......"

"I can't keep my soul, I can't sleep at night, the last time you were like this, it was when you broke up with Shilan." Zeng Xu sighed, "Let me guess, this time it's because of the reunion?" ”

"It's not." He immediately denied it.

Zeng Xu: "Refuge so quickly, you have a ghost in your heart." ”

Zeng Xu has already determined that He Xianmo is for Shi Lan's sleepless night, "She came to London for you, what's the point that you can't get by, you haven't been in contact with a woman in the past two years since you broke up with her, even if you don't say it, I know that you can't let it go, the opportunity is in front of you, don't wait for her to be sad and regret it-"

He Xianmo didn't answer Zeng Xu's words, and bypassed him to make tea.

Zeng Xu watched He Xianmo's action of fiddling with the kettle, and shook his head helplessly, his character is similar to that of his twenties, and it is impossible to take the initiative, so he can only rely on him to help.

Zeng Xu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shilan: [Shirley, I'm going to have a party on the weekend, are you coming to play? Arthur also arrived. 】

As soon as Zeng Xu finished sending WeChat, he heard a knock on the door, and he immediately put down his mobile phone to open the door.

“Dara？”

He Xianmo was originally straining the tea leaves with his head down, but after hearing Zeng Xu call this name, the movements of his hands stopped.

"For me?" Zeng Xu looked at the coffee in his hand and smiled brightly, "Flattered." ”

"If you like it." Zhou Ruo also laughed, and glanced at He Xianmo, who was filtering the tea leaves, and found that the other party did not raise his head.

If it was before, Zhou Ruo would really think that he was not interested in this kind of thing, but after last night's incident, seeing his attitude again, Zhou Ruo only felt hypocritical and ridiculous.

"Then you get busy first, I won't disturb your work." The goal has been achieved, Zhou Ruo waved goodbye to Zeng Xu.

"Wait," Zeng Xu suddenly remembered something, "Do you want to play together on Saturday?" I've formed a round, and you can bring your friends. ”

"Okay, then I'll ask her if she has time." Zhou Ruo readily agreed.

When Zhou Ruo left the office, He Xianmo had just finished filtering the tea leaves, and Zeng Xu sat opposite He Xianmo with the coffee that Zhou Ruo had just bought for him.

He Xianmo's fingers were against the rim of the thermos cup, and his eyes swept over the coffee cup in Zeng Xu's hand.

"Hey, Arthur, what's going on Saturday?" Zeng Xu sent an invitation to He Xianmo.

He Xianmo didn't reply, and his lack of interest was also expected by Zeng Xu.

So he began to persuade him with his incorruptible tongue as before, and after saying a lot of reasons, He Xianmo finally agreed.

Zeng Xu was pleased, patted him on the shoulder, and reminded: "Dress handsome when the time comes, don't waste your face." ”

——

In the next two days, Zhou Ruo didn't talk to He Xianmo about anything at work, so she didn't take the initiative to talk to He Xianmo.

He Xianmo thought that he deliberately dodged did not happen.

When Zhou Ruo met him on some occasions in the hospital, he would still politely ask "Hello Doctor He" as before.

She was very generous, and sometimes He Xianmo even felt that what happened in the garage that night was his hallucination.

But whether it was the scabbed wound on his arm or the knife on the bedroom table, it was a reminder that it had happened.

The only explanation is that Zhou Ruo doesn't care at all, she doesn't even have anger towards him.

Also, what he did that night may not be a "violation" for her at all, after all, she has a lot of experience.

Thinking of this, He Xianmo sneered again.

At this time, he was eating in the cafeteria, and when he thought about it, his appetite was mostly gone, and he threw the remaining half of the sandwich into the trash, turned and walked out of the cafeteria.

After walking a few steps, He Xianmo suddenly saw a familiar back in front of him.

Less than two meters away, Zhou Ruo turned his back to him and was on the phone.

It was a little far away, but because she didn't deliberately suppress her voice, he could still hear what she said.

"Then you're coming to the hospital to find me?"

"Okay, here you go, just give me the money."

"Why don't you tell your wife?"