Chapter 100
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Perhaps due to the cold, he could hear the sound of her teeth chattering. Through the window, he saw her return with a white plastic bag in her hands.
After she entered the house, she casually threw the bag on the coffee table in the living room, making a "pa" sound. Then she ran to the kitchen.
The water was already boiling. He heard her extinguishing the fire and pouring the water. Then, there was the sound of something rolling and then the sound of something falling …
The noise went on for a long time, and he heard her footsteps coming from downstairs to his bedroom door.
Accompanied by the knock on the door, her voice also sounded, "Mr. Su …"
Su Zhinian turned around to look at the closed door through the balcony window. After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"Er …" Song Qingchun wanted to ask, "Can I come in?" She hesitated before changing her mind. "I left the things at the door, come and get them when you're done."
Song Qingchun bent over to place the small plate and plastic bag on the floor. Then she stood up and stared at the closed door before her. She added, "I've boiled two eggs, and I've peeled them. Roll them over the bruises, and your face will look much better tomorrow …"
"Also … I saw blood on my wrist. Is your hand injured? There's so much blood, so the wound shouldn't be shallow. It's cold in winter, so it's easy to get frostbite. I just went to the nearby pharmacy to buy some ointment, you can apply it … "
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Su Zhinian's hands that were placed on the balcony railing tightened as he listened to Song Qingchun.
The commotion she made downstairs and the way she rushed out of the bungalow was to cook eggs and buy medicine for me?
Just think about it, how many years has it been since someone has cared about me so much?
It should have been more than ten years … After he was sent to the mental hospital by his mother, he had been living at the school. Whenever he was injured or sick, he didn't like to tell his mother.
It wasn't easy for his mother to raise him. She was busy with work, tired, and rarely saw him, so it was rare for her to notice that he was injured or sick.
Therefore, from then on, no matter if he was injured or sick, he would deal with it alone, and if he couldn't, he would go to the hospital alone.
In fact, after so many years, he had already gotten used to silently enduring everything alone.
Even he himself had never hoped that someone would notice his abnormality and show concern for him …
But he didn't expect that she would do it out of the blue …
Just like 17 years ago, when he was abandoned by the whole world, when he was so desperate that he was about to give up on himself, she told him with absolute confidence, "Big brother said you're a bad person, so you're a bad person."
"Mr. Su, you have to use the eggs while they're hot; they won't work when they're cold. When Song Cheng was in a fight, my mother would always make them like this. It's very effective, and the marks will disappear the next day …" After a moment of silence, Song Qingchun's reminder came from outside the door. "Mr. Su, you have to use them …"
As Song Qingchun finished, Su Zhinian could hear her leaving footsteps.
He, who had been quiet on the balcony, suddenly rushed back to the bedroom and strode toward the door...
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