Chapter 912

Su Nianhua's buttoned hand stopped suddenly when he heard this sentence asked by the beautician.

The look on his face did not change much.

That knife wound It was the knife he had fended off for her.

The beautician saw Su Nianhua's stunned appearance and did not make a sound again.

After a long time, Su Nianhua regained his mind, tied the buttons without saying a word, stood up, put on his suit coat, and walked out of the single room to the front desk. He handed in his own card and waited for the front desk lady to settle the account. Facing the enthusiastic delivery from the manager, he was still silent.

Out of the spa shop, it is already more than nine o'clock in the evening, the night wind, with a wisp of hot and dry left in the day.

Su Nianhua was not in a hurry to get on the bus. He just stood beside the car and lit a cigarette. When he was halfway through the smoke, he remembered the scar he had been mentioned by the beautician. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Then, like an electric shock, he drew back his hand and strode toward the garbage can, trying to throw away the cigarette end in his hand. As a result, Su Nianhua was in a hurry Look at the road. I ran into a passer-by.

It was a woman with a lot of things in her hand. When she was hit by Su Nianhua, the things spilled all over the floor.

Su Nianhua said politely, "I'm sorry."

He squatted down to help the woman pick up the scattered things on the ground. As a result, when he saw vegetables and a lively fish on the ground, he was as if he had been shocked. He could not move.

Su Nianhua did not recover until the woman who was knocked down by him squatted down and picked up the lively fish. He quickly picked up the other vegetables and stuffed them into the bag. Then he stood up, handed it to the woman and said, "I'm sorry."

The woman was a good tempered woman. Seeing Su Nianhua apologizing continuously, she couldn't help shaking her head and saying that she was OK.

When the woman took over the bag, Su Nianhua couldn't help asking, "do you want to cook for your family when you buy so many dishes?"

"It's not my family, it's my boyfriend." The woman returned with a smile, and then turned around and left, perhaps because she bought a lot of things, some heavy. When she carried it, she walked up, her body was a little inclined, and she needed to change her hand from time to time.

Su Nianhua looked at the woman's back, and all of a sudden, he remembered that year. He was in the hospital to block the knife for April. He saw the scene of April carrying vegetables to the hospital canteen.

At that time, April, like this woman, was also carrying more than her own weight, walking hard, changing hands from time to time.

Over the past three and a half years, those past events have not faded, but become more and more distinct.

Su Nianhua felt that his brain was like a slow motion replay. He clearly saw that April was standing in a messy hospital canteen, facing a lively fish. However, in the end, he still bit his teeth, killed him, rifled and cleaned up.

Then, the next day, when he woke up in the morning, the nurse first handed him a bowl of fresh fish soup.

Even after such a long time, he could remember that when he drank the bowl of fish soup, his mood was so complicated.

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