After Su Xiuchu left, Ying Yanluo originally planned to go to the studio to paint, but suddenly she felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen. She looked at the date and realized that today was not her period. She has always had dysmenorrhea, but it was strange. Sometimes it didn't hurt, and sometimes it hurt so much that her limbs became weak and her whole body was sweating. She couldn't tell which month it would hurt and which month it wouldn't, just like she didn't feel any pain during her period last month.
So she had to give up the idea of painting, and took two Fenbid pills with hot water, then tucked herself into bed without thinking. Less than half an hour after getting into bed, the familiar pain came over her, her head felt dizzy, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead and palms.
She curled up in the quilt, frowning tightly. Regarding the problem of menstrual pain, she had received some traditional Chinese medicine treatment, but the effect seemed to be minimal. She did not take it later. Every time she had menstrual pain, she could only force herself to sleep through it.
Ying Yanluo finally fell asleep without being covered in cold sweat.
Su Chu came back after signing the contract. Xiao Wei was driving the car. When she called him earlier, she heard the boss's voice was a little hoarse, and she thought he had a cold. But after meeting him, she found that she was too naive.
On the way back, I suddenly saw a long line in front of a dessert shop on the street next to me. There was a traffic light in front of me, so I asked Xiao Wei who was driving in front of me, "Are the cakes in this dessert shop delicious?"
Xiao Wei looked over and realized that she really recognized this brand. Wu Jing and her friends often bought her desserts, and she had seen it on their desks many times. Wasn't President Su not interested in sweets? Why did he suddenly ask her this? This thought just came to her mind a second ago, and she reacted in the next second. What else could she say? She deserved to be single!
"Your cream buns are quite delicious." After recommending it, he added: "Girls like it very much."
Su Xiaochu brought the cream-colored bag back home. There was no one in the living room. She seemed to be painting in the studio again. Yu Xiaochu called her as he went upstairs. He stood at the door of the studio and knocked gently, "Yan Yan, I'm coming in." After he said that, he reached out and turned the door to open it, but found that she was not in the studio.
Su Xiaochu was a little confused, so she decided to make a phone call and opened the bedroom door. After opening the door, she saw the person curled up on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, like a little cicada pupa. She didn't seem tired, so she left the room and wanted to let her have a good rest. But when she looked at the cream bag in her hand, she thought better of it and decided to put it on the bedside so that she could see it when she woke up.
However, after approaching her, Su Xiaochu discovered that something was wrong with her. Her brows were furrowed, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her lips were red in stark contrast to her face. Su Xiaochu then put the cream bag on the bedside table and reached out to touch her forehead. It was a little hot. Did she have a fever
Su Chu called her a few times, but she just frowned more and more, but she didn't wake up.
"No, I need to see a doctor..." Su Chu took out his cell phone from his pocket and prepared to call his personal doctor.
"...Su Chu." The voice was soft and weak.
Su Chu immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, "Yan Yan, you're awake, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
Ying Yanluo usually sleeps until she wakes up naturally, and the pain will almost disappear, but when she wakes up this time, she still feels pain. She puts her hand on her lower abdomen, "My waist, stomach, and legs..."
My waist, stomach, and legs hurt, and Su Xiaochu couldn't figure out what caused them at first. "Be good, I'll call the doctor..."
Su Xiaochu was just talking when suddenly a male voice came from the phone, "Hello? Mr. Su?"
I didn't notice it before, the call went out.
"Ji Qi..."
Ying Yanluo held Xi's arm and said, "I don't want to see a doctor."
"Yan Yan, be good. If you are sick, you must see a doctor."
Ying Yanluo was a little more sober at this time. She knew that she was not sick and she didn't need to see a doctor for such a thing... She opened her lips, although it was a little difficult to speak, and in the end she didn't utter two words.
Su Chu heard it clearly, but was stunned for two seconds before he found his voice again. He said to the person on the other end, "It's okay, I'm hanging up."
Dr. Ji Qi, who was hung up on, stared blankly for a long time.
Wait, aren't you hallucinating? Why do you think you hear a girl's voice on the other end?
…
When Su Xiuchu came up, Ying Yanluo had already fallen asleep again. Although he was reluctant, he had to wake her up, "Yanyan?"
Ying Yanluo was not sleeping soundly, and she woke up when he called her.
Su Chu helped her over and let her lean on his shoulder, "Come, drink this."
Ying Yanluo glanced at the bowl in her hand. It felt dark and exuded a familiar smell. "… brown sugar water?"
Su Xiaochu smiled and said, "Not really. It won't hurt that much after I drink it."
Wolfberry, Tremella and red dates candy, specially made with brown sugar water.
After drinking the big bowl of hot soup, Ying Yanluo soon felt her whole body warm up, especially her hands and feet.
Su Xiaochu tucked the quilt in front of her and said, "I'll take the dishes downstairs, you can sleep a little longer."
Ying Yanluo half-closed her eyes and nodded obediently. She hadn't fallen asleep yet, and faintly felt the quilt next to her being gently pulled, and a sense of collapse came from her back. She subconsciously turned her head to look at him, and it was not Su Xiaochu.
She was hugged from behind, with her back pressed against his chest and his broad, strong palms pressed against her belly.
"… you."
"Let me rub you, go to sleep." Her voice was low, filled with gentle tenderness.
When the man was massaging her lower abdomen, Ying Yanluo could feel his awkwardness and unskillfulness, but the man's palms were much warmer and the strength was just right. Coupled with the psychological effect, it brought her an indescribable sense of relief, and she slowly fell asleep again.
When she woke up again, the whole world had gone dark. There was a small warm orange light on the bedside, and the heat was dim. Apart from feeling a little weak, the pain from her physical condition had almost disappeared. She looked at the snow-white ceiling and vaguely felt that she seemed to be dreaming about Su Xiaochu. She dreamed that she made brown sugar water and rubbed her belly... At this point, her eyes, which had been slightly distracted, gradually focused. No, this shouldn't be a dream...
She subconsciously turned her head to look at the bright orange lamp at the head of the bed. She remembered that she didn't seem to turn on the light before going to bed. She caught a glimpse of the long food packaging box under the small orange lamp. She recognized this brand of cakes, but she had never bought them, so it was not a dream at all!
The bedroom door was opened with a "click".
Ying Yanluo looked over.
Eyes met.
Su Xiaochu reached out to turn on the light, but when he touched the switch, he felt something and stopped. He walked towards her quickly, "Are you awake? How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Much better." After she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was a little hoarse.
Su Xiuchu sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Come and drink some hot water." Then he reached out to help her.
Ying Yanluo sat down, took the thermos cup handed to her, drank some hot water, and felt her throat was much better. "Didn't you come back a while ago?"
Su Xiaochu looked at her and said, "Well, I slept with you all the time."
Ying Yanluo: “…” He lowered his head and continued to drink water.
"I made dinner, go down and have some."
"What time is it now?" she asked.
"It's almost eight o'clock."
"Have I slept for so long?" Ying Yanluo was surprised.
Su Xiaochu nodded, "Yeah." He took the pajamas from the hanger next to her and put them on her. "The air conditioner is on downstairs, but you have to dress warmly."
Ying Yanluo put on her warm pajamas by herself.
"Come on, let's go down."
Ying Yanluo was holding the thermos cup in one hand and walking towards the house with her hand held by someone.
"Wait a moment." She said suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
Ying Yanluo turned around and looked at the dessert box on the bedside table, "Isn't that the one I bought?"
Su Xiaochu also looked over, laughed, and reached out to take it. "I would have forgotten if you hadn't reminded me. It doesn't matter if you bought it or not. Who bought it? Take it down and eat it."
Ying Yanluo looked at him, her heart beating like a rabbit, she couldn't help but blurt out: "Why are you so nice to me?"
"Because I like you." Su Chuchu answered her without hesitation, his beautiful eyes were unspeakably gentle.
Ying Yanluo's heartbeat accelerated instantly, her cheeks felt hot, and her mind was filled with "I don't like you, I like you, I like you..."
Su Xiaochu stretched out his hand and pinched her soft and hot cheek. "People don't go from love to marriage. We can still fall in love after we get married. I like you, I just don't want you to know. Like I said last time, you can take your time to think about it. I'm not in a hurry."
Ying Yanluo's eyes were filled with tears, "What if I haven't figured it out yet?"
"Then I will wait until you think it over carefully."
There is such a man who treats you well and likes you. If Ying Yanluo didn't feel anything, she might not be standing here now. She would also be moved by such a man, but she still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. How long is the shelf life of liking him? One year, two years or five years? How good was Ying Tiantian to her mother back then? She could still remember it clearly, but she had already forgotten it completely.
Of course, whether it's day or night, whether Su Xiaochu or not, she shouldn't compare them. She just feels that she is not sure that she can make a man love only herself in his life. After all, this life of several decades is too long.
…
Su Xiaochu would still prepare breakfast for the two of them half an hour early, then pack up and go out. When he had no meetings or trips at noon, he would drive over to pick her up for lunch. After get off work in the evening, he would also bring her a cup of milk tea and a dessert and prepare dinner for the two of them.
A person who tells you that he likes you but will never force you to respond, and whose special care for you is like the warm spring breeze that will not make you feel uneasy but can silently and gently blend into your life.
At night, Ying Yanluo leaned against the window to look out. The snow had stopped after a day of snowing. The night lights were on in the community, and she could vaguely see people running and playing in the snow. As she was looking out, she suddenly heard Su Chuchu's footsteps coming out of the kitchen. She immediately turned her head to look over. She saw a tightly sorted garbage bag in her hand, "Do you want to go downstairs to throw away the garbage?"
Su Xiaochu: “Yes.”
Ying Yanluo walked towards him and said, "I'll go with you."
Su Xiaochu saw the joy on her face and did not refuse, "Okay."
Ying Yanluo immediately trotted over to him, "Let's go then." Her voice was full of joy.
"Wait a moment." Su Chu held her back.
"What's wrong?"
"Change out of your pajamas and into a down jacket."
"This pajamas is very thick. I'm not cold."
"You have to change it, too. If you don't, we'll come up after we take out the trash. If you do, you can play downstairs for a while."
Ying Yanluo: "... I'll go change it."
After taking two steps, I felt something was wrong, "How did you know I didn't go downstairs to play?"
Su Chu smiled and said, "I don't know how many times your eyes have drifted over there when someone was playing in the snow below the community."
Ying Yanluo blinked, "…I'll go change my clothes!"
They both put on thick down jackets, hats, masks and gloves. Su Xiaochu then took her downstairs. After leaving the apartment building, the sound of laughter became clearer with the cold wind. From the sound, it seemed that there were no parents with children.
Su Xiaochu went to throw away the garbage, and Ying Yanluo followed behind him, stepping on the snow on the ground one step at a time, leaving footprints and making crunching sounds. When Su Xiaochu finished throwing away the garbage and turned back, she had already taken out her cell phone to take pictures of the branches bent by the snow, and she didn't even notice when he walked behind her.
“It’s a very artistic shot.”
Ying Yanluo glanced back and said, "Of course, I'm great at taking photos!" Many of the photos that Ye Shutong posted on Weibo were not taken by her!
"Then can you take a few photos for me?"
“Ah?”
Su Chu tilted his head, "Don't you want to?"
How could Ying Yanluo say she didn't want to
Whether it's a side profile or a frontal face shot, the effect is really amazing. As long as you have a good face, you will look good no matter how you shoot it. It turns out that there is no eternal truth!
Ying Yanluo shared the photos she had taken with everyone, "How do you think? Are you satisfied?"
Su Xiaochu's eyes were gentle, "It looks good. How about I take a few photos for you?"
Ying Yanluo was surprised, "You can take pictures?"
"Maybe a little bit."
After taking the photos, Ying Yanluo discovered that the photos she took were really not that good, not even a billion dollars!
Taking photos is not addictive. In just ten minutes, Ying Yanluo's phone was filled with too many photos of them.
"Yan Yan." Su Chu called her.
Ever since Ying Yanluo called her that once, she naturally called her Yanyan. After calling her that many times, Ying Yanluo got used to it and responded with a single "What?"
"We haven't taken a photo together for a while, do you want to take one?"
Ying Yanluo pursed her lips and said, "Okay."
That evening, Su Xiaochu updated a nine-square grid for the first time to his circle of friends, which was only reposted by various financial circles, with the photo of the two of them placed in the middle.
Su Chu’s circle of friends, senior partners and CEOs:
Aren't we dazzled?
I exited and then clicked back in, and confirmed that it was the same Mr. Su that we knew! This was too sudden! There was no news before! !
As a result, the comments below Mr. Su's Moments exploded. Although no one knew who the girl in the photo was, Mr. Su's attitude on this Moments was left there. There were all kinds of blessings below. After all, this was Mr. Su who had nothing to do with women!