Chapter 1
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date="2021-11-08"
title="Chapter 1"
weight="145825"
series = ["Please, Don’t See Me"]
mode = "manual"
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cold.
Shu Jin floated in the water, looking up at the dark cloud-enclosed sky.
He swam more than a dozen laps in a row before stopping. After the hot body of the swim calmed down, he felt that the water in the swimming pool had become bitterly cold.
After a short while, a drop of water fell from the sky, he blinked, and another drop of water quickly fell into his eyelashes. Immediately afterwards, countless drops of water fell, hitting his forehead, cheeks, and the clear water of the swimming pool.
It's raining.
There were no people around the swimming pool, and Shu Jin was the only one who came to the open-air swimming pool knowing it was about to rain.
He swam slowly to the shore, climbed up with the armrests, and returned to the bench where the stuff was placed. He wiped himself dry with a towel. When he put on the T-shirt, his foot accidentally caught the belt of his pocket and fell severely.
The fall was a terrible fall. There were non-slip floor tiles next to the pool. The uneven ground was very hard, and Shu Jin's knees swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Such a big person, no matter how painful he is, I am embarrassed to cry.
Shu Jin took in a cold breath for a while, took his things with his red eyes, and limped into the hotel hall.
The rain was already very dense, and the raindrops hit the banana grass leaves and made a rustling sound.
Shu Jin stood in front of the elevator and endured the pain, and heard someone call his name.
"Shu Jin."
A low and slightly cold male voice.
When he said his name, the ending sound was lighter, in a familiar tone.
Su Jin suddenly raised his head, stiffened for a second when he saw the person beside him clearly, and then his brain went blank.
Sheng Xinghe in front of him was taller than Shu Jin's memory.
He is tall and straight, wearing only a shirt, his cuffs are rolled up at will, revealing a solid forearm and a simple watch. On the clear face, the bristling brow bones and the straight bridge of the nose, every part is just right. Even his cold and cloudy gray right eye without any vision did not cause any discomfort.
At this time, Sheng Xinghe was looking at Shu Jin with Qingming's left eye, his eyes were very light, and he also had a calm and steady temperament that only a superior person had, which made Shu Jin feel very strange.
Shu Jin opened his mouth, "It's such a coincidence."
Sheng Xinghe "Hmm."
The elevator is coming.
Sheng Xinghe is not alone, she is surrounded by a girl dressed as a secretary. They stepped into the elevator first, and the elevator was empty. Shu Jin intentionally wanted to wait for the next elevator, but felt too deliberate, so he stepped away and walked in.
The girl in high heels prepared to press the floor and asked politely "Sir, which floor are you going to?"
Shu Jin said "46, thank you."
"You're welcome."
The girl held the folder and pressed the button. Shu Jin noticed that she had also pressed a 52.
They lived at 52, and Shu Jin thought again, how could it be such a coincidence.
Unpretentiously, he heard Sheng Xinghe ask, "What's wrong with the leg?"
When Shu Jin turned around, Sheng Xinghe was standing behind him, and the elevator that was originally spacious suddenly became very narrow. He subconsciously retreated to the right and went to the side that Sheng Xinghe couldn't see.
When asked this, the forgotten pain in his knee instantly returned to the cage. He replied, "Oh, I accidentally fell by the pool just now."
After speaking, he bit his lip.
Sheng Xinghe understood and was silent.
Sheng Xinghe didn't like to talk to him before standing on his right.
Shu Jin wanted to say bad things about him on his right side. Sheng Xinghe would turn around, look at him with black eyes and say, "I'm just blind and not deaf. How old are you?"
The girl interrupted, "It seems to be serious, it's all swollen."
Shu Jin twitched the corners of his mouth, bit the bullet and said, "It's okay." Then he didn't speak any more.
The elevator became quiet.
The tips of Shu Jin's hair were dripping, and her thick black eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, and she couldn't see emotions.
He was still holding the towel and pocket that was too late in his hand, and he didn't change his trousers at all after the wrestling, and he wore a loose T-shirt on him. Fortunately, the swimming trunks are five-pointers, with only white and slender legs, which is not too absurd to compare with the two in formal clothes.
So why do you have to go swimming?
He asked himself annoyed again, why he made the reunion so embarrassed.
The elevator speeds in high-class hotels are amazing.
Not long after this upset, a beep sounded in the elevator.
Shu Jin limped out of the elevator, considering whether to turn his head and say goodbye, the elevator door was already closed, he only had time to glance at Sheng Xinghe, only to see that the other party's eyelashes were lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe Is thinking about work.
After swiping the card and entering the room, the moment the hallway light was on, Shu Jin was frightened by the self in the mirror.
His lips ran white in the water, because after the wrestling he did not cry, his eyes were red, and his hair was rubbed in a mess. It was uglier than a ghost.
He staggered to the bed on the inside, and fell on the soft mattress.
Looking at the blank ceiling, the knee hurt suddenly jumped, but he was still thinking about the Sheng Xinghe he had just seen.
From nineteen to twenty-four.
He hasn't seen Sheng Xinghe for almost five years.
Shu Jin couldn't tell what he was like now. In short, he was very sad, and his mentality was a little broken.
After ten minutes, someone rang Shu Jin's doorbell.
Shu Jin dragged his knees to open the door, and the housekeeper handed him a pocket, "Hello, this is your medicine."
There are cotton swabs iodophor in the pocket, and a bottle of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.
Shu Jin was stunned for a moment, "I didn't buy medicine."
The waiter said, "It was ordered by a gentleman surnamed Sheng to bring it to you."
Shu Jin went back to the bed and sat for a while, not knowing where a burst of courage surged.
Before this courage had disappeared, he recklessly called the front desk and said straightforwardly, "Hello, I want to ask the room number of Mr. Sheng Xing Hesheng who lives on the 52nd floor."
The front desk said politely, "Excuse me, Mr. Sheng's information is confidential, I need to tell him first and ask his opinion. May I ask you who?"
"Shu Jin." Shu Jin said, inhaling his nose to hold back his tears, and then paused, "Tell him my name is Shu Jin."
After making this call, Shu Jin stayed for a long time.
When the phone rang suddenly, he was shocked. The three souls were gone and the seven souls were gone. He picked up the receiver and asked, "What did he say?"
"What do you say?"
It was Sheng Xinghe's voice.
Across the phone, the voice of the other party seemed a little different from the one in the elevator just now.
Shu Jin was not sure if it was an illusion, he just had a faster heartbeat and almost threw the receiver away "..."
Sheng Xinghe's tone didn't fluctuate, and he heard the usual "Did you get the medicine?"
Shu Jin responded and said "Thank you."
Sheng Xinghe asked, "What can I do?"
There was the sound of typing on the keyboard on the phone, and Shu Jin could imagine Sheng Xinghe standing on the keyboard with his fingers dancing while talking on the phone.
It should be at work.
Shu Jin's Adam's apple rolled lightly, and said softly, "I just want to thank you... and then I want to ask you how to use it. I'm a little bit good at rubbing it."
The phone was quiet for ten seconds.
During this period, Shu Jin's face was burning hot, her palms were sweating, and her toes began to curl up.
He couldn't help closing his eyes cowardly, thinking whether Sheng Xinghe would hang up his phone directly, or coldly tell him on the phone that a common-sense orthopedic medicine box contains instructions.
The process of waiting for an answer is like waiting for a sentence.
The soft keyboard hits sounded again, and Sheng Xinghe said, "Wait for ten minutes."
Shu Jin spent ten long minutes.
After Sheng Xinghe appeared in his room, he still felt like he was dreaming.
Sheng Xinghe hasn't changed his clothes yet. He should have been really working just now, and Shu Jin knew he should be busy. Living alone in a room, when Shu Jin let Sheng Xinghe enter the door, he smelled the faint male fragrance on Sheng Xinghe, mixed with the warmth of the human body, which made him a little lost.
Shu Jin closed the door and moved to sit down on the sofa.
Sheng Xinghe's height is superior, no matter how he wears it, it is a clothes hanger. Shu Jin peeped at his back, only saw him glance the room, and then asked, "Two people live?"
This is a twin room.
There are separate things on the two beds.
Shu Jin said, "Well, with my colleague."
After he finished saying that he felt so dry, he added the sentence "He went out to buy special products."
He thought Sheng Xinghe would ask him why he didn't go, or how they came here, whether it was a trip or a business trip, but Sheng Xinghe didn't ask.
Sheng Xinghe turned around, because of the angle, looked at him condescendingly, "Where is the medicine?"
Shu Jin pointed to "On the bedside table."
Sheng Xinghe took the medicine and walked straight towards him.
Shu Jin pursed his lips nervously, Sheng Xinghe sat down beside him and raised his calf naturally. Su Jin suddenly stiffened, like an unconscious puppet. At such a close distance, he could see Sheng Xinghe's sparse and long eyelashes, as well as Sheng Xinghe's gray pupils. Suddenly, he began to tremble, and his eyes began to wet uncontrollably.
He was on the right side of Sheng Xinghe, and Sheng Xinghe couldn't see him.
He was infatuated, and wanted to fully engrave Sheng Xinghe's appearance at this time into his mind.
Sheng Xinghe squeezed his knee, first wiped his slightly broken wound with iodophor, and then applied the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine to the palm of his hand to warm it up.
Shu Jin was shaking more and more severely.
Sheng Xinghe said "Don't move" before applying the medicine, and he slowed down a bit.
Sheng Xinghe applied the medicine and massaged it with his strong fingers.
He is quite patient and has moderate strength. Even if he helps, he is not perfunctory, so that Shu Jin's pain instantly eases a lot.
After pressing for almost ten minutes, Sheng Xinghe stopped.
"Shu Jin, isn't it painful?"
"..."
"You've been crying all the time."
"..."
Shu Jin's vision was blurred and she couldn't see Sheng Xinghe's face clearly.
He shed tears uselessly, and uselessly wrapped his arms around Sheng Xinghe's waist.
In this position, Shu Jin buried his head in Sheng Xinghe's shoulder.
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