I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 60 He's gone out again

Song Yan went out for about 5 minutes, and Su Shao looked at the clock on the wall more than 20 times.

Left alone in the empty office, Su Shao was very restless, her body stiff and tense.

After eight years, she still can't help but fear this place in her heart.

After another 5 minutes, Song Yan still hadn't come back.
The oppressive silence is like an evil spirit, bit by bit, slowly gnawing at Su Shao's soul, destroying her, torturing her!
Su Shao was originally bending over to apply an ice pack to the wound, but then she adjusted her posture, folded her upper body, pressed it tightly on her legs, hugged her knee with one hand, and tightly held the ice pack with the other.

Song Yan opened the door and came back, only to find the little girl curled up, her face pale and scary.

Seemingly hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the little girl raised her head, her eyes were empty and filled with deep fear.

"You're back." Su Shao wanted to relieve the embarrassment between the two of them, and also wanted to relieve his inner timidity.

Seeing that her expression was very bad, Song Yan went to the water dispenser and took a cup of warm water from a disposable plastic cup and handed it over, "Is it cold?"

Su Shao knew that he was asking about the ice pack in his hand.

"It's not cold." She took the glass of warm water in front of her, "Thank you."

The warm heat fainted from the palm, spread through the limbs and bones, until finally it merged into a warm current and poured into the heart.

It was obviously warm, but Su Shao felt that the glass of water in her hand seemed to be still boiling. It made her whole body burn, and she gradually forgot the feeling of fear just now.

She felt that the glass of water that Song Yan handed over was miraculous and could calm people's minds.

Song Yan looked at Su Shao again, and after confirming that the little girl was fine, he sat back on his chair and took a Financial Weekly from the side to read.

The two had almost no communication, but Su Shao just felt very at ease.
The big floor-to-ceiling windows, the broken golden warm sun happened to fall on his clean white coat. Although the expression on his face was still indifferent, it was much softer than before.

Su Shao looked at the dignified man by the window, and she suddenly felt that he was not so doggy, even unbelievably careful.

Although he doesn't say anything, he will take care of everything silently.

For example, adjust the temperature of the air conditioner to 26°C, bring her a cup of warm water, and spare time for her to calm down when she is embarrassed to death.

If you can be Song Yan's girlfriend, you should be very happy
Su Shao was frightened by such thoughts in her mind, clutching the ice pack, she bent down even lower.

The collar of the bottoming shirt was very wide, and with Su Shao's movements, the delicate and fair collarbone was revealed.

Song Yan flipped through two pages of the magazine and felt that the temperature in the room was a bit high, so he wanted to find the remote control to adjust it.

Looking around, I accidentally saw a touch of snow white, soft as crisp.

Song Yan froze for a moment, quickly turned his head away, and looked back.

Then, he heard the little girl's voice softly, "Doctor Song, can you see if the swelling in my ankle has subsided?"

Song Yan subconsciously looked at it.

As the little girl raised her body slightly, he saw a little bit of black lace again.

Song Yan has a good memory, and he can't help recalling the sentence in the voice just now: It just so happens that the underwear you usually buy is so sexy
The magazine in his hand was seized violently.

Song Yan didn't speak, and kept his eyes on the magazine in silence.

"Doctor Song?" Su Shao yelled again, scratching his throat slightly.

Song Yan still didn't respond.
Su Shao was surprised, could it be that Song Yan was deaf?
"Song" just as she called out a surname, Song Yan suddenly put the magazine in his hand on the table, got up and walked out the door.

He walked quickly, not calmer than usual.

When he came back again, Song Yan had an extra bottle of chilled Wanglaoji in his hand, but when he opened the door, the little girl in the room had disappeared.
(End of this chapter)