Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Why are you dazed? It's cold outside, come in." Yao Rong got up from a nap and saw Gu Chuyan alone outside, turning blue from the cold, so he quickly pulled her out.

Gu Chuyan responded and was about to go in with Yao Rong. Someone pulled Yao Rong's arm. She was a little surprised. The faint smell of tobacco on his body and the silvery diamond watch on her wrist seemed to remind her who was coming. .

"I'll go in first." Gu Chuyan glanced at Zhuo Shu, but she said nothing more.

Zhuo Shu stood outside, holding Yao Rong's hand.

The two stood outside and looked at each other. Yao Rong didn't say much and was hugged by Zhuo Shu. She wanted to speak, but she heard him say in a deep voice: "Shh, don't talk."

"Zhuo Shu." Yao Rong was hugged by him and couldn't stop crying. He had been controlling his emotions for half a month and was already out of control.

She saw him waking up but not recognizing her, watching him go on a night date in New York, and seeing him leave ruthlessly. She wanted to call him out, but she couldn't get close. She told herself not to be sad, but when he held her in his arms, , so sad that he cried.

"Zhuo Shu." Yao Rong kept shouting this name that made her sad. He dragged her to a corner and used his body to shield her from the dust.

She was so strong before, but she burst into tears in his arms. She held his collar tightly with her little hands and beat his chest hard. Zhuo Shu let her hit him without saying a word or fighting back. He just watched her vent her emotions quietly.

"Yao Rong, I'm sorry." Zhuo Shu looked at her bitterly, wiping her tears with his fingertips.

Yao Rong cried and leaned against the wall. She slid down the wall and squatted on the ground holding her head while crying. Zhuo Shu hugged her and coaxed her in a low voice: "Don't cry."

After being hugged by Zhuo Shu for a long time, Yao Rong came back to her senses. She raised her face with red eyes from crying and watched Zhuo Shu's facial features gradually blurring in front of her. She choked and asked, "Did you lose your memory before, or were you just pretending."

"I'm sorry." Zhuo Shu didn't know how to answer her. He touched her face and just held her quietly.

Neither of them said anything anymore. She was choking in his arms. Half an hour later, Zhuo Shuo finally spoke slowly and said, "I'm afraid, afraid of losing you."

"Stop talking." Yao Rong burst into tears listening to her. She was heartbroken before and felt so sad that she couldn't sleep at night, but afterwards she felt something was wrong, but no one told her why, but what Zhuo Shu did to her was not fake.

She was doubting it until she met Gu Chuyan today, and her words made Yao Rong doubtful again.

"You're afraid they will hurt me in the dark, right?" Yao Rong asked in a low voice, and Zhuo Shu remained silent, acquiescing.

Yao Rong cried and fell into his arms, hugging his waist tightly, her tears stained his clothes. She sobbed and said: "I'm sorry, I held you back. If I had half the skills of junior high school, I would be better." alright."

"Rong Rong, she is not one ten thousandth as good as you in my heart." Zhuo Shu said in a deep voice. When she heard his words, she cried hard.

Looking at her like a child, Zhuo Shu couldn't help but hold a red envelope, handed it to her hand, and said, "Don't cry, little kid, uncle will give you a red envelope."

"Pfft." She laughed out loud at him. Looking at the red envelope he handed over, Yao Rong took it away without ceremony.

She also wanted to open it in person, but Zhuo Shu stopped her. He pressed her hand and said, "Give me some face and open it later, otherwise it will be too small and I will be embarrassed."

"You also know it's embarrassing?" Yao Rong listened and stuffed the red envelope into her arms. She stood up and wiped away her tears, turned around and walked back. She looked back at him and said, "I'll deal with you later."