MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 10

At the night market stall late at night, the boss was sweating profusely cooking a pot of small wontons, and the steaming heat filled the pot.

Zhou Zhenyue stood with her arms crossed and Mu Xueyi stood five steps behind her. The two never spoke.

After the little wontons were cooked, the boss put the lunch box in a plastic bag and handed it to Zhou Zhenyue, wiped a sweat and said enthusiastically, "It's going to rain soon, the beauty has to go quickly."

Zhou Zhenyue took the wonton and said lightly, "Thank you."

She turned around and left, and Mu Xueyi immediately followed, still not too close, still five steps away.

The two of them walked halfway, and the sky shook with rumbling thunder, and huge raindrops fell suddenly. It was pouring without a little preparation time. The air was filled with the wetness of the concrete floor. smell.

The rain came too fast, and the two of them had to go to the nearest bus stop to hide from the rain. Zhou Zhenyue tried to contact Xiao Ai to send an umbrella, but for some reason, no one answered the phone.

Mu Xueyi still did not dare to get too close to Zhou Zhenyue, so she sat very close. The roof of the bus station was narrow, and the rain was brought to her legs by the wind, and she shivered a little while hugging her arms.

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at her: "...Sit down."

Mu Xueyi's heart warmed, and she moved gently to Zhou Zhenyue's side, with a smirk on her lips.

Zhou Zhenyue looked at the corners of her pursed lips, her eyes were a little cold: "Is it ridiculous that I still care about you without bottom line after seeing that I was deceived by you like this?"

Mu Xueyi hurriedly shook his head: "I didn't mean that..."

Zhou Zhenyue turned her eyes and looked at the rainstorm outside the station. Her voice was full of alienation: "These days, the circle should be enough, let's be honest, you are approaching my real purpose this time."

Mu Xueyi was taken aback: "What?"

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a moment and said, "Do you want the same documents as last time, or some other business secret?"

Mu Xueyi was in a trance, her heart filled with thick bitterness, and her fingertips curled into her palm.

"Ayue, you always think I'm still lying to you."

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her eyes, her black eyelashes were like reeds bent by the wind, dipping the water under her eyes shallowly. The same is true of his voice, in a tenacious and neither humble nor arrogant, revealing compromises without a trace.

"If you say it frankly today, as long as it's not too much... I'll give it to you."

Mu Xueyi couldn't help laughing bitterly, her eyes were half red: "Then... after you give it to me? I have to leave you obediently and never bother you again, right? I don't understand, since you think I'm always lying You, why did you risk being deceived and tie me to you with a contract for five years?"

She fastened on the narrow iron stool, holding back her tears, "Ayue, do you want me to stay, or do you want me to go?"

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a long time before answering:

"...whether you stay or not, it's always up to you alone. You ask me like this, as if my opinion can really influence you."

Mu Xueyi thought of Zhou Zhenyue who had been left behind over the years, and the grievances in her heart were covered with deep guilt. She clenched her fists, lowered her head, and her tone began to be low: "I left on my own three years ago. I'm sorry for you. I know I'm wrong. I really have no other purpose for coming back this time, you believe me."

She tried to put her fingers on the back of Zhou Zhenyue's hand, gently and carefully, "From now on, I won't lie to you again, and I won't make any decisions about our relationship without authorization, I promise, okay? it is good?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked back at her without saying a word. For a moment, Mu Xueyi seemed to see the tenderness from three years ago in her eyes.

But it was only a moment, and after a moment, Zhou Zhenyue stopped looking at her.

"I know, maybe you don't like me as much as you used to," Mu Xueyi's eyes hurt sorely, "This is all my fault, I have nothing to say, as long as I can..."

As long as she can watch her live safely in this life trajectory, even if she can no longer be with her in this life, she will be willing.

Seeing her sudden silence, Zhou Zhenyue asked, "As long as I can?"

Mu Xueyi smiled with tears in her eyes: "As long as I can... make up for the mistakes I made, that's fine."

For a time, the air fell into silence, and there was only the dense sound of rainstorms in my ears.

Zhou Zhenyue didn't speak for a long time, just stared into the dark distance without saying a word.

She didn't speak, and Mu Xueyi didn't dare to speak, just sat quietly next to her carefully. The air was cloudy and cold, and only the arm on the side of Zhou Zhenyue could absorb a little precious temperature.

At this time, any point of contact on the body will be infinitely magnified, and the thinnest touch will also give people the most practical warmth. Just next to the people next to her, through the rain-soaked sleeves, Mu Xueyi wished that the blood vessels in his arms could penetrate through and entangle with Zhou Zhenyue, tying them into a knot, tying them into a dead knot.

It turns out that when you really love someone very much, you are so eager to get closer to her.

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly turned her head slightly, with a little hesitation in her eyes:

"...You have a fever again?"

Mu Xueyi subconsciously retracted the arm that was next to Zhou Zhenyue, and stammered, "No, no."

She absolutely couldn't let Zhou Zhenyue find out that just by sticking to her arm, she would be so nervous that her skin would become hot.

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a while, her fingers suddenly pinched the first button of her shirt and started to unbutton her clothes.

Mu Xueyi thought she was trying to get some air, but Zhou Zhenyue didn't stop after finishing the third one, and continued all the way down. Mu Xueyi was a little frightened, and hurriedly said: "This, this is on the road..."

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at her lightly, untied all the buttons in her hands, and took off her shirt.

When he saw the black camisole inside, Mu Xueyi's heart froze in his chest, and it didn't go up or down, which seemed a bit ridiculous.

Zhou Zhenyue looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Why, I'm disappointed to see another one?"

Mu Xueyi blushed, looked away, and stopped talking.

Two seconds later, the shoulders were suddenly covered with a layer of soft fabric with body temperature. With a little glance from the corner of the eye, you could recognize that it was the shirt that Zhou Zhenyue had just taken off.

Mu Xueyi's heart skipped a beat, she raised her hand to grasp the placket of her shirt, and secretly turned her face to look at Zhou Zhenyue next to her.

After Zhou Zhenyue gave her the clothes, she returned to the sitting position just now, looking at the rain outside.

Zhou Zhenyue's hair was very long. Before entering the bus station, she was soaked by the rain. The black hair behind her ears was still dripping water. The drop of water stopped at the end of her hair, and a long wet streak ran down her slender neck, sliding into the looming gully in front of her chest. She supported one arm, and the clavicle on that side floated very high. From the few drops of rain accumulated in the clavicle socket, you could see where the drops of water disappeared on her chest.

How many undulating curves her body has, the tight vest outlines how charming it is.

This shirt probably shouldn't be taken off.

Mu Xueyi swallowed.

When she was confused, Mu Xueyi suddenly discovered a faint scar on Zhou Zhenyue's right chest, only a little bit of it was exposed, and there were traces of being stitched. When she wanted to take a closer look, she moved slightly, and the black vest covered it again.

Mu Xueyi could only tilt his head and continue to look hard from another angle. The more blurred it is, the more he wants to see clearly.

"Mu Xueyi," Zhou Zhenyue said without a smile, "Can your eyes narrow a little?"

It was only then that Mu Xueyi realized how inappropriate her behavior was. She hurriedly retracted her gaze from the opponent's chest, coughed twice, and sat upright.

After a while, the rain was much lighter, and Airbus taxis gradually appeared on the road.

Although she still wanted to stay with Zhou Zhenyue for a while, but Zhou Zhenyue had other entertainment, the rain had already delayed her too much time. She hired two taxis, took one to leave first, and the other took Mu Xueyi back to the hospital.

In the hospital corridor, Xiao Ai was dealing with some affairs on WeChat. When she saw Mu Xueyi coming back, she put away her phone and said with a smile, "Second Miss is back? Don't worry, chat with the old man slowly, call me after the chat, and I will take it off. You go back to the riverside apartment."

"Well." Mu Xueyi hesitated for a while, but still said the question in his heart, "Wait, I... want to ask you something."

Xiao Ai nodded with a smile: "you ask."

Mu Xueyi paused, "... just when I went out to buy supper, I seemed to... saw a scar on Ah Yue's right chest, which I don't remember when I was with her before. What did she suffer from after I left... hurt?"

When Xiao Ai heard this, the smile on her face froze.

After a while, she smiled again, but did not answer, only said: "Why don't you make yourself uncomfortable."

"I'm not comfortable with myself?" Mu Xueyi was even more puzzled. "What do you mean? Why am I uncomfortable with myself?"

Xiao Ai bowed her head: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you about this without the permission of President Zhou."

Mu Xueyi could see that Xiao Ai really couldn't answer, and didn't force it any more. When she entered the ward, she was still distracted, and Zhou Fengnian didn't hear her call.

Zhou Fengnian called out twice again: "Girl? Girl? What are you thinking?"

Mu Xueyi came back to her senses, and she couldn't contain her concern for Zhou Zhenyue. Even though she knew that maybe she shouldn't ask Mr. Zhou, she still bit the bullet and said the question just now.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Fengnian did not push back, but his eyes became heavy, and the smile on his face also diminished a lot.

"This matter... I shouldn't have told you this old man, but... I won't tell you, and she won't let other people who know it tell you. Maybe you won't know it for the rest of your life."

"But you have the right to know about this matter."

The old man sighed a long time and looked at Ye Yu outside the window.

"Three years ago, you left suddenly without leaving any note or information. She couldn't contact you, thinking something happened to you, and she was in a panic. She called the police, the police were looking for you, and she was looking for you. If she doesn't drink, she won't go back home, and the company doesn't care. Actually...you know, even if you break up, she's not a hysterical person. She's in such a hurry because she's really afraid of what's going on with you."

"It was also summer, the rainy season, and it was raining on those days. It was rainy and foggy at night, and there was a lot of water. When she was driving to find you...there was a car accident."

"The broken steering wheel bracket stuck in the lung of her right chest. To save her life, dozens of stitches were needed. Just..."

"Leave a scar."

Zhou Fengnian was already using the simplest and least visual sentence to describe it, but the paler the description, the more people who listened to it couldn't help but stuff more details into the past in their minds.

She found out how dazed she was when she left.

How anxious she was when she was looking for her.

When she was rescued from the scene of a car accident, her clothes were stained with blood so that she could not see the original color.

The cruelest thing is that when she woke up from the brink of life and death, others told her: that Mu Xueyi was not in any danger at all.

She goes only because she is a liar.