Love is like melting

Chapter 249 The Last Candy
The warm breath flowed wantonly on her face, but the cool touch from the fingertips permeated the fabric, reaching the depths of her skin, rolling back and forth in her body with the blood.

It was so quiet that she could hear each other's heartbeats, ups and downs, like a musical bullfight.

Breathing, momentary stagnation.

Xu Sizhe was the first to react, helped her to stand upright, and said in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

Huo Yimo calmed down and shook her head.

Seeing that she was fine, Xu Sizhe said after a moment of silence, "I didn't want to point fingers at your feelings, let alone preach to you, but I just told you from the experience of those who came here that some feelings are not worth your persistence, because in the end the pain It's you! And—"

The words paused, the sharp eyes stared at her, and when the voice came up again, the words and sentences floated to her ears concisely and powerfully, "It's never a shameful thing to like someone, no matter what kind of person they are people!"

He knew that she thought it was shameful to like a married man, but he also believed that she would not do things that hurt others. Her liking for Li Yangyu would not hurt anyone, so it was not shameful!
Because she is not a thief who steals other people's happiness!

When he was speaking, Huo Yimo didn't look into his eyes. His eyes kept falling on his hand hanging by his side. Just because he was saving her, he hit the concrete platform. It's swollen.

Xu Sizhe saw her head lowered, her small face shrunk in the darkness, and he didn't know what she was thinking. He said what should be said and what should not be said. As for where she will go, it depends on her fate. !
"You go in!"

He glanced at the closed door, turned around to leave after speaking, took a step with his long legs, and found that he was being dragged by something, and looked back to see a small hand tightly holding his wrist.

The pitch-black pupils followed her little hand to look at her clear eyes, and then at her holding his hand.

Huo Yimo reacted, and shook off his wrist like a hot potato, his eyes were a little flustered and helpless, "Um...you hurt your hand, go in and I'll deal with it for you."

Xu Sizhe looked at the mottled wooden door in the darkness again, and refused, "No need."

It was getting late, and the lonely man and the widow were living in the same room, so it was bad for her reputation.

Huo Yimo also realized something, and quickly said: "Then wait for me!"

Before Xu Sizhe could speak, she took out the key, opened the door, and turned on the light.

Xu Sizhe didn't know what she was going to do, so he stood still for a while, and after about a minute, she ran out from inside, seemingly still holding something in her hand.

"Hand!" Huo Yimo motioned him to raise his injured hand.

Xu Sizhe didn't ask what she was going to do, but he raised his hand cooperatively and brought it in front of her.

Huo Yimo carefully wrapped the clean tie folded in his hand a few times around his hand.

In the dim light, his eyes flicked, this tie... was the one he had thrown away while helping her bandage the wound covered in blood.

When did she pick it up?
"I planned to return it to you before, but I have a bad memory, and I've always forgotten it! Tonight, it can be regarded as returning it to the original owner!" Huo Yimo used the two ends of the tie to tie a beautiful bow in his palm.

Xu Sizhe didn't speak, just looked down at the bowknot in his palm, a strange emotion flowed through his heart, it was very fast and fleeting.

"Remember to see a doctor! Give me your hand again!"

He put his tie-clad palm in front of her again.

Huo Yimo stared at his other uninjured hand, "It's that hand!"

Xu Sizhe changed his hand and stretched it out in front of her, seeing her take something out of her pocket and put it in her palm.

When she stretched her little hand back, what caught her eyes was a piece of candy wrapped in black, and her slightly nervous voice sounded in her ear: "This is my favorite candy, and it is also the last one. I have kept it for a long time. I don’t even want to eat it, so I’ll give it to you as your birthday present! Happy birthday, thank you, and good night!”

After Huo Yimo finished speaking, without giving Xu Sizhe a chance to speak, he turned around and ran back to the room, closing the door with a "bang"!

She was probably the only one who could take a piece of candy as a birthday gift. She felt too shabby and ashamed, but there was nothing she could do. At this moment, she had nothing but this piece of candy!
Huo Yimo leaned his back against the door, couldn't help scratching his hair, and said to himself: "He didn't mean to humiliate me on purpose, it seems that I really lost my temper with him! Sigh...why do you want to humiliate me?" I can't help my little temper! Today is his birthday... oh... The big deal is that I will try my best to restrain myself in the future, so I won't be so sensitive and sharp, and lose my temper at every turn!"

Xu Sizhe stood there with his long body, looking at the candy in his palm under the moonlight, his thin lips slowly raised an arc.

This should be the most special gift he has received in his 36 years of life.

A gust of wind blew away the seemingly invisible "thank you", because of her, this birthday seemed not as boring as he imagined.

Huo Yimo stayed up all night again, went to bed in the morning, woke up in the afternoon and ate something, thought of something, didn't bother to turn on the computer, logged into the address book with his mobile phone, and sent a message to Xu Sizhe.

Defeat the little monster of Ultraman: Have you seen the doctor on your hand and applied medicine?

X: I'm fine.

Huo Yimo knew at a glance that he must have not treated the wound. The weather was getting hotter. If he didn't treat it, what should he do if it became inflamed?
If his hand injury became more and more serious, if he was disabled or had to amputate, wouldn't he be fully responsible for it?

"I don't care about him. I'm just afraid that his wound will worsen and become more serious. He may ask me to pay more expensive medical bills! In order to avoid losing more money, it is necessary to sacrifice a little money now." Huo Saying so, Yimo walked out of the pharmacy, took a piece of ointment she bought with gritted teeth, and got on the bus to the Finance Office.

Xu Sizhe was reading documents in the office, and there was always a candy beside the desk.

Every time Fu Qing came in to report on his work, he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, because as far as he knew, the minister never liked sweets.

Xu Sizhe noticed that Fu Qing's eyes were looking at the candies on the table, and looked at him, saying, "Do you want to eat?"

Fu Qing immediately shook his head, "I don't like sweets! I just wonder when the minister will like to eat sweets!"

"Is it related to you?"

Fu Qing: "..."

Minister, I just asked casually, please don't be so serious!

Xu Sizhe put down the documents, stretched out his hand to take the candies into his palm, thought of something, and told Fu Qing, "Go buy some and put them in my car."

Although Fu Qing really wanted to ask who the candy was prepared for, he vaguely felt that the minister had disliked him recently. In order not to provoke the minister's dislike, he chose not to ask, anyway, whoever ate candy in the minister's car would know up.

Without other matters, Fu Qing left the office.

Xu Sizhe leaned back in the chair with ease, his eyes were fixed on the candy in his palm, and his thin lips couldn't help being smeared with a faint smile.

After a while, he tore open the package, swallowed the oval candy, and frowned instantly.

acid!
So sour!
How could she endure such a sour taste that could almost acidify people's teeth.

She turned her head and wanted to spit the contents of her mouth into the trash can. After leaning over, her words suddenly appeared in her mind...

She stayed for a long time without being willing to eat.

The movement paused for a long time, but in the end he still didn't spit out the candy, and silently endured the sour taste of the candy on his tongue, and his two sword eyebrows tightened into a ball.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and he pursed his lips and said, "Come in!"

The door of the office was pushed open, and Huo Yimo walked in carelessly.

(End of this chapter)