Mr. President is too paranoid

When a person is used to being insulted and hurt, often an unintentional act of respect will move her or him very much.

Song Huihui is used to being looked down upon by others, used to being despised by others.I am used to being looked down upon by women who sell vegetables when I go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, I am used to being taken advantage of by butchers who sell meat, and I am used to being treated improperly by those whore.

She can't remember how many times she was slapped because she had to wear a condom, and she couldn't remember how many times she was pointed at her nose and called a bitch.

Every time they ended up with those whores, they would always lie on that bed and smoke a low-quality cigarette, staring at her dressed like flies staring at a pile of rotten meat.

She can't remember who ever did this to her, turned her head away when she was changing clothes.

Song Huihui hasn't felt shy for a long time, but she is really shy now, she even feels that she is blushing and her heart is beating fast.

She opened the closet and quickly took out a pair of underwear, quickly ran to the bathroom to change, and then returned to the room.

During this process, she even simply washed her face and straightened her messy hair in front of the mirror to make herself look less embarrassed.

But when she came back to the room, she saw the short and thin man with a sharp knife in his right hand lying on the bed. His eyes were closed tightly and his face was flushed, but he still held the knife tightly in his hand.

After all, Song Huihui studied in a nursing school. She didn't even need to touch Xie Lang's forehead to know that the man had a fever, and the wound must be infected. When she was sewing the wound, she could tell that he had been injured for at least several hours, even far Much more than this time.

Song Huihui stood by the bed and hesitated for a while. She knew that she should call the police now, but she didn't know why she couldn't take out her mobile phone and dial the simple three numbers.

She went to the kitchen and poured a bowl of boiling water, then found anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines, helped Xie Lang who was in a coma and tried to feed him the medicine.

But his mouth was tightly closed, and Song Huihui was stunned for a while, then she put the anti-inflammatory medicine in her mouth, lowered her head, and kissed the lips of the man who had put a knife on her neck not long ago.

In a coma, Xie Lang felt two pieces of softness covering his chapped lips, he unconsciously opened his mouth slightly, and a slippery thing entered his mouth with an anti-inflammatory drug.

Even women who are prostitutes will not kiss clients.They can even kiss the filthiest part of the client's body with their mouths, but they don't kiss the client.

Maybe that's their only bottom line, maybe that's their emotional forbidden zone.

But Song Huihui did this now. She fed Xie Lang the anti-inflammatory medicine and antipyretic medicine in this way, and then fed half a bowl of boiling water into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

That night, Song Huihui was leaning on the bed, holding a short and thin man with a knife in his right hand. The picture was very strange, but for her it was the best memory in the rest of her life.

When Xie Lang woke up, he found that his head was resting on two soft objects. When he opened his eyes in surprise, he saw that he was resting on Song Huihui's chest who was already too sleepy to fall asleep.

Xie Lang didn't know Song Huihui's name yet. He looked at the sleeping woman in surprise. The light in the room was still dim, but the dim pink light made the sleeping Song Huihui look good. Xie Lang was a little crazy for a while.

Xie Lang didn't understand why this woman didn't call the police when she was unconscious?He glanced around the room and saw the empty bowl on the bedside table and two pills that had been taken apart.

He picked up the two versions of the pills, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.

He has never been treated like this since he was a child, even Xie Wei, who raised him, can't treat him like a woman.

In Xie Lang's memory, there is no warmth and tenderness of a woman, and he does not have the care and love of his mother, even if he can imagine it, he cannot imagine it.

He's never been in a relationship either, he's certainly had sex with women, but that's a way to vent, he pays, fucks, vents, and it's over.

This is the first time he has enjoyed the care of a woman, and this woman is actually a person he met by chance.

Xie Lang felt very hungry. He hadn't eaten for a long time, so he went into the kitchen and found that there were only noodles and eggs in the kitchen cupboard, so he ordered a pot of egg noodles.

Very ordinary egg noodles, but Xie Lang tasted delicious.He ate more than half of a pot of egg noodles. After hesitating for a while, he filled a bowl of egg noodles and brought them to the room, and then woke up the snoring woman lying on the bed.

"Are you alright?" Song Huihui looked at the short and thin man in front of her in disbelief. Is this man's body made of iron? Will he heal so soon?

"Eat noodles, it won't taste good if it rises." Xie Lang pointed to the bowl of egg noodles on the bedside table and said, his voice was a bit stiff, because he didn't know how to talk to this woman.

He could speak to her in a threatening tone, he could speak to her in a cruel tone, but he knew how to speak to her in a normal tone.

Song Huihui was also hungry, she glanced at Xie Lang timidly: "You eat?" Xie Lang shook his head: "I have eaten, you eat."

Song Huihui smelled the aroma of the egg noodles, and finally picked up the bowl to eat. After all, she is a woman, even if she is very hungry, she will not gobble up the noodles like a man. Xie Lang squinted her eyes and looked at the woman eating noodles , suddenly felt a little happy.

He was rarely happy, just as he was rarely unhappy.

It's rare for him to be happy now, he thinks it's really strange, does it mean that he likes to be eaten by women?

Xie Lang's noodles are cooked very well. Generally, men like him who don't have women can cook, but there are really not many people who can cook at his level.

Cao Xiong can also cook, but he can only eat.

Few people know that Xie Lang has been in Japan for ten years. In addition to learning ninjutsu, he also learned cooking skills. Not to be tired of the eight characters of fine and fine, Xie Lang has learned a good cooking skill under his guidance.

Xie Lang stayed in Song Huihui's small house for three days. Song Huihui didn't go out for three days, and she ordered takeaway for meals. During these three days, a killer and a woman lived in peace in this small house. Xie Lang slept on the bed, Song Huihui slept on the sofa outside.

To Xie Lang, this was really an unbelievable thing. Letting Song Huihui sleep on the sofa outside was equivalent to giving this woman a chance to call the police at any time.

But he did it. Song Huihui didn't know that this was a cold-blooded killer who put her life in her hands. For a killer, this kind of trust is rarer than anything else.

On the night of the fourth day, Xie Lang stared at the ceiling with his eyes open. The room was dark with no lights on, but his eyes were capable of night vision and shone faintly in the darkness.

In the darkness, with the rustling sound, a cold and soft body slid into the quilt and leaned against him, next to his ear was a woman's slightly hoarse voice: "I'm cold."

Xie Lang didn't speak, he responded with actions.

A man and a woman have done everything they can do in the same bed. They are not children but adults. They need each other and dedicate themselves. The woman hugged her tightly, as if she was hugging the most precious thing in her life.

"I'm a killer." He whispered in the dark, he felt the woman's body stiffen, but then relaxed.

"I'm from Baodao, and my name is Alang." He had never said so many words to a woman in his life, but now he stammered: "I came to the mainland to kill people... I didn't succeed. I was hurt, I didn't expect to meet you."

"Are you still going to kill someone?" The woman turned over and leaned her head on his shoulder, asking him in a low voice.

"No, I'll take you back to Baodao, okay?" Xie Lang whispered: "I'll take you back to Baodao, or go to Japan, I have a lot of savings, we go to Japan to open a restaurant, I will The food is very good.”

If someone knew that a person like Xie Lang would want to quit the arena just because of a woman, they would definitely find it incredible, especially this woman is still a girl, a woman who is no longer young or beautiful.

But for Xie Lang, this is the most important decision he has made in his life, and it is the first time in his life that he has made a decision entirely for himself.

He has never been so happy in his life as in these few days, never as happy as when he was married to the woman in his arms just now.

It was a shame that, at the height of his joy, he had shed tears.

He doesn't want to kill any more, and he doesn't want to take revenge anymore. He just wants to take the woman out of the city and go to Japan to start a new life.

When Song Huihui heard the man say this, she was surprised at first, and then filled with joy, but she leaned into Xie Lang's arms and shook her head.

Xie Lang's heart sank into a deep valley, and he hissed, "Why?" The voice sounded like a wounded little wolf.Helpless and fierce.

Song Huihui was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "I, I have a son in my hometown..."

She cried, and warm tears fell on Xie Lang's chest: "He is only a little over six years old and has polio... I handed him over to my brother in my hometown to take care of him, and I am here... to work and send money back... ..."

"If I leave, he won't be able to live anymore..." Song Huihui covered her face and cried sadly. How much she wanted to leave with this man to find a new life, but she couldn't leave her son behind. nature.

She cried, knowing that the hope of changing her destiny that had appeared in her life would soon disappear...

"Let's go to your hometown and take the children with us." Then she heard Xie Lang's voice. She couldn't believe her ears, but the crying stopped abruptly.