At this time, Su Qiao had returned home, holding a remote control in his hand, controlling something.
On the other side, He Meishu had already sent Min Xingyu back to his apartment.
I helped him onto the bed and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe his face and hands.
"Meishuk, if...if one day you find that you have accidentally done something wrong, what will you do?"
Due to the aftereffects of the alcohol, Min Xingyu's entire face and neck were red.
My mind was in a daze, and I was no longer as serious as usual. Instead, I became more vulnerable.
He grabbed He Meishu's hand as if he had grabbed the last straw.
He Meishu paused and said, "If it was unintentional, then sincerely ask for forgiveness from the other party. This should be better."
"But what if the other person can't forgive you?"
Min Xingyu looked very depressed, without his usual sharpness and vigor.
He Meishu was silent for a moment: "Then I can only try to make up for it."
Min Xingyu slowly closed his eyes, but the word "川" between his eyebrows showed his contradiction and struggle at the moment:
"What if making amends would cause you to lose everything you have now, your reputation, your status, your family, and your freedom?"
He Meishu put the towel on the bedside table and said softly: "Brother Xingyu, there are many ways to make up for it. We don't have to use such extreme methods."
"Many things are not what we want to happen, nor are they our fault. They are destined by God and we cannot change them. All we can do is work harder and take everything in life more seriously."
“Are there really that many methods?”
Min Xingyu opened his eyes slightly and looked at her absent-mindedly.
He Meishu touched his head soothingly: "Brother Xingyu, you drank too much, go to sleep, and you will be fine after a good sleep."
Min Xingyu suddenly hugged her waist tightly, buried his head in her abdomen, and said with a hint of fragility in his voice: "Meishuk, I... I feel bad... so bad..."
He Meishu sighed in her heart and patted his back soothingly: "I know, I know you feel bad, come, have a good sleep and you will be fine."
The next day, when Min Xingyu woke up from a hangover and went downstairs rubbing his temple, he suddenly found a figure busy in the kitchen.
He was startled.
"Brother Xingyu, you're awake."
When He Meishu heard the footsteps, she turned around and greeted him with a smile while frying eggs.
Min Xingyu was stunned: "Meishuk?"
"Breakfast is ready, come and eat!"
He Meishu walked to the dining table with the fried eggs and greeted everyone with a smile on her face.
Min Xingyu suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed: "Meishuk, last night I..."
He Meishu smiled and said sensibly: "What happened last night has nothing to do with Brother Xingyu. It's my own business."
Min Xingyu quickly said: "How can this be just your business? I am a man, of course I have responsibilities that I cannot shirk."
After thinking for a while, he held her hand and asked seriously: "Meishuk, stay with me! I will take good care of you."
"Um."
He Meishu nodded shyly, then raised her head bravely and smiled happily: "Actually, I also want to be with Brother Xingyu."
The two have been working together for a year, and both sides actually have a good feeling about each other, but they just haven't said it out loud.
He Meishu has long admired Min Xingyu, the young, promising and capable captain, but because of her womanly reserve, she has never taken the initiative.
Min Xingyu smiled, touched her hair, and then seemed to think of something, and asked unnaturally: "Meishuk, did I say anything yesterday?"