The cold president's sweet pet is a cute little girl

Although Han Yue no longer talked about what happened between him and Qiao Mei, there was never a lack of topics surrounding Qiao Mei.

Although everyone likes to joke and gossip, they are still very tactful when speaking.

At most, it can be said that it is a match made in heaven: old and young. It is obvious that the girl is after the man's money.

Some colleagues would say: "You are a big man, not as delicate and sweet as a little girl, otherwise, you could seduce her."

Another colleague chimed in and said: "That man is not bad, except that he is a little older, he doesn't have any other major problems.

She has money and status, and she is also very good-looking, exuding mature charm.

As a man, I feel a little moved when I see her, let alone a young and beautiful girl. "

Every time they discussed gossip like this, the colleagues would start fighting, while Han Yue next to them would be depressed.

Because his monthly income from overtime work was less than what Qiao Mei spent on a cosmetic bag, he couldn't afford to support this woman.

Han Yue thought that the interaction between him and Qiao Mei would gradually become distant with the appearance of this man, and he would bury the thoughts in his heart.

Until one Sunday, a woman with bright and dazzling looks and an imposing manner came to the community and beat Qiao Mei violently.

It didn't stop until the man came back.

From then on, Qiao Mei was at the center of a storm of gossip.

No one knows exactly what happened that day.

All we know is that Qiao Mei's boyfriend left with that dazzling and imposing woman.

Only then did the colleagues know that Qiao Mei had interfered in that woman's marriage.

They also lamented that Qiao Mei's boyfriend was ungrateful.

"This is a person who doesn't know how to appreciate his blessings. He has such a gorgeous flower at home, but he still works as a flower picker outside."

A colleague retorted: "We workers only think that we should not be ungrateful for what we have.

As long as you have money, it's not a problem to raise more wives, but your methods are not good enough and you can't please your wife well."

Only Han Yue noticed that Qiao Mei looked calm after the woman appeared and revealed her identity.

Han Yue didn't want to look for Qiao Mei because he also felt complicated after knowing that Qiao Mei had interfered in someone else's marriage.

He couldn't match the gentle and kind person in his memory with the calm woman in front of him.

Although Han Yue didn't want to look for Qiao Mei, he saw her sitting alone on a chair next to the community pond while on patrol.

His face was bruised and swollen, and his arms were stained with blood, but Qiao Mei just looked into the distance calmly without doing anything to clean up.

When Han Yue saw this scene, he obviously didn't want to go over to pay attention to her, but his heart felt suffocating and painful, and he was also very angry at Qiao Mei's lack of self-respect.

In the end, Han Yue couldn't resist the discomfort in his heart. After completing a round of patrol, he asked the captain for some leave and went to the pharmacy to buy ointment and disinfectant.

When I arrived at the pond, I saw Qiao Mei still sitting there in a daze, staring straight ahead with a terrifyingly empty look in her eyes.

Han Yue walked over and applied medicine to her in silence.

Qiao Mei was a little surprised that Han Yue, who was at work, would be considerate enough to buy medicine for her.

He forced a smile and greeted Han Yue: "You know everything?"

Han Yue looked at Qiao Mei's forced smile and said coldly: "The community is so small, it's hard not to know, and I'm not deaf."

Han Yue paused after saying this, and continued: "Also, don't laugh. It's really ugly to laugh with a bruised face and nose."

When Qiao Mei heard this, she looked at the man in front of her with empty and dull eyes, and her expression was always cold.

Suddenly, she could no longer hold back her calm and suppressed emotions, and they burst out, causing her to cry uncontrollably.

"Do you think I want to laugh? Do you know how tired I am when I laugh?"

Han Yue still answered expressionlessly: "If you are tired, you don't have to smile."

Qiao Mei looked up at the sky, trying hard to hold back her tears, but found it was a futile effort.

She was a little girl with no skills or diploma, and she had to support her younger sister's schooling. How could her meager salary possibly support the expenses of two people?

She accused Han Yue bluntly: "What do you know? You immerse yourself in your own world all day long, earning a meager salary and living like a walking corpse. That's not my life. That's the escape you chose."

Han Yue applied the ointment to remove blood stasis, reduce swelling and relieve pain, then put on some gauze. He then looked up and watched Qiao Mei go crazy without making any excuses.

But when Qiao Mei looked into Han Yue's eyes that were like the boundless abyss, she was stunned. Why should she hurt a friend who made her feel the same way?

Her irrational behavior ended abruptly like a joke.

Qiao Mei moved her lips and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you."

Qiao Mei never asked Han Yue about her past, and Han Yue was not curious about her past. When they communicated with each other, they only shared what had happened recently.

Han Yue had asked Qiao Mei a question that had puzzled him for a long time before.

"I'm not a lively and optimistic person, so why do you insist on saying hello to me?"

Qiao Mei replied at the time: "Because I want to selfishly absorb more warmth."

Han Yue didn't know the meaning of this sentence, but he was a silent person and didn't like to get to the bottom of things, so he didn't continue to ask questions about Qiao Mei's answer.

But he didn't expect to find the answer by the pond.

Han Yue neither forgave Qiao Mei for her apology nor pursued the matter further.

He simply handed over the thermos cup that he had prepared long ago, and said calmly: "It's cold, drink some hot water."

Qiao Mei looked at the cup that Han Yue handed over, raised her head slightly, looked at the man in front of her, was silent for a moment, and then slowly took it in her hand.

The night is very dark tonight. There are no stars or moon in the sky. The black sky is just like her mood at the moment.

Qiao Mei looked at the man standing in front of her and suddenly felt like talking to him.

"You know what? Before I met you, I had no friends. It wasn't until you showed up that I realized I wasn't the only sad person in the world."

Han Yue didn't know whether he should believe Qiao Mei's words, because he had seen how Qiao Mei interacted with others.

Gentle and amiable, very popular with everyone.

Qiao Mei smiled bitterly, looked towards the dark pond, and slowly explained:

"No one in this world likes a person who looks sad and depressed.

And only when I smile do I feel that I am still alive and life is not so difficult. "

At this moment, Han Yue truly felt that Qiao Mei's world was as desolate as his.

Qiao Mei held the thermos cup tightly in her hand, trying to absorb that ray of warmth.

She told Han Yue: "I was born in a family that favors boys over girls, and I managed to finish junior high school.

But my parents and relatives believe that it is useless for girls to study because they will marry someone else sooner or later.

Studying not only delays farm work, but also costs money for tuition.

My father loved to go out and have sex and gamble, so our family was very poor.

Fortunately, the tuition fees were not expensive at that time, and I was diligent. I would collect herbs in the mountains and sell them at the market, and I had some extra money.

I asked the village cadres for help, and then the Women's Federation cadres came to my house to understand the situation and educate my parents because I could not go to school.

My father became impatient when he heard this, but he didn't dare to use force for fear of offending government officials. So he could only ask me to go to school, but I had to earn the tuition myself.

My mother is a woman who puts her husband first and is very patriarchal.

Although she gave birth to two daughters, my sister and I, she never cared about it. Her father once wanted to sell us two sisters.

But when my grandmother was alive, she kept a close eye on them and didn't let them succeed.

Later, when grandma passed away, she asked the villagers to pay attention to it. As the matter dragged on, we sisters began to understand and learn how to resist, but as we got older, no one was willing to take over.

Although this kind of life is hard, it is also smooth and gives me a chance to breathe.

But sometimes fate is not kind to us sisters. When I was in the third year of junior high school, my father brought home a woman.

That woman gave birth to a son for him, and the father clamored to divorce his mother and give the woman a legitimate son. "

When Qiao Mei said this, her face was filled with pain and hatred.

Sometimes, she wondered how she and her sister survived those days when they were beaten and kicked every day.

"My father's request for a divorce was like the sky falling down for a woman who regarded her husband as her heaven.

My mother naturally couldn't stand it, but she was not someone who would just accept things.

No matter what her father said, she insisted on not getting a divorce. Even if that woman came into the house and two women served one man, she could accept it.

Our family went from being the talk of the town to being a huge joke in the surrounding area.

In the past, my father did not bring any women back to live with us. Although my mother did not like us two daughters, at least she knew when to beat and scold us, and at most we suffered some physical pain.

But ever since my father came home with another woman, our lives as sisters have been in dire straits.

That woman was always finding fault with her, and her parents would beat and scold her at every turn, with their beatings becoming more and more unreasonable, and bruises on her body became a common occurrence.

They even beat my sister so hard that she broke some bones, and I also sustained internal injuries.

If we hadn’t asked the village cadres to help call the police, my two sisters would probably be dead.

At that time, I clearly realized that life could not go on like this, otherwise the two sisters would have no life left.

As soon as we left the hospital, I went back home and within a few days, I secretly packed my luggage, stole their money, and ran away with my sister.

We ran away secretly and were unfamiliar with the place, so being cheated was common, but our experience and knowledge of the world gradually improved.

But the money we stole ran out, so we two sisters had to make a living by picking up trash to survive."

Han Yue knew how that felt. He also dropped out of junior high school and went home. He also couldn't stand his drunken father's beatings, so he angrily went out into the society.

With no relatives and no money, the only thing that matters is staying alive.

Qiao Mei looked at Han Yue calmly and asked: "This is our childhood, but although I had no place to live and became a wanderer at that time, I didn't have any other ideas.

Every day I drift with my sister, busy looking for food to fill our stomachs and collecting garbage that can be sold."

Qiao Mei paused here, with tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"It was not until I saw my sister looking at the children who were going to school with envy that I suddenly became aware of the situation as never before.

I intuitively feel that we can't go on drifting like this anymore, we both need a future.

At that time, I made up my mind to support my sister to continue her studies.

I firmly remember what the teacher told us in class: only knowledge can change destiny.

The income from picking up garbage is just enough to make ends meet. It would be very difficult to send my sister to school unless I find a formal job.

Although my age has reached the basic recruitment requirement, it is very difficult to find a stable job without an ID card.

Because when we came out, we were not yet 16 years old and could not go to the police station to apply for an ID card.