MTL - Approach-Chapter 6

She went into the bathroom, and Zhexi was waiting outside, not daring to leave, after all, someone's body was too weak.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, she came out.

Zhexi subconsciously reached out to help her, in exchange for her staring. Zhexi withdrew her hands and watched her leaning against the wall and walking back to the bedroom by herself.

Zhexi's physical fitness has always been very good, but today he feels very tired. There is only one bedroom at home, and I don't expect to sleep on the bed. After washing, she pulled a blanket casually, leaned on the narrow sofa, wrapped herself up and fell asleep.

At six o'clock the next day, the alarm in the bedroom woke up Zhexi who was sleeping on the sofa.

She opened her sleepy eyes and saw Su Mochen standing outside the bedroom door.

"Why do you get up so early?" Zhexi lifted the blanket on her body and frowned, "You need to sleep more now."

Su Mochen ignored her and went straight to the bathroom.

Zhexi didn't forget that Su Mochen wanted to drink porridge this morning, rubbed her sore neck and resigned herself to go to the small kitchen to help her heat the porridge.

After she finished heating the porridge, Su Mochen also dressed neatly and washed up.

Zhexi blinked and blinked, forgetting to put the porridge on the table.

Is this still the sick and weak Miss Su?

She was dressed in a thin light blue suit, which set off her slender waist and slender legs. Her jet-black hair was straight and smooth, scattered on both sides, making her small face appear white and soft.

Su Mochen ignored the stupid man, went to the small kitchen to serve porridge, took a spoon, moved the short stool to one side, and sat down at the small table to drink the porridge.

After Zhexi came back to her senses, her face showed a bit of embarrassment. She thought this woman was very good-looking just now, and it wasn't just now. In fact, she knew she was beautiful the first time she saw her, and she was very beautiful. Both of them bowed their heads in silence, and no one spoke. Su Mochen simply didn't want to speak, while Jin Zhexi was struggling with how to speak. Since he is a private bodyguard, he must know the specific work tasks, and what is more anxious now is where will he live? Gotta have a place to sleep, right? The draft that had been repeatedly typed in the stomach swallowed it after meeting the cold face. Even though I was stubborn last night, I still managed people anyway, why did I wake up to this virtue again today? Now with this attitude, he completely treats himself as a stranger! Jin Zhexi was secretly angry. When he had adjusted his depression and figured out what to say to her, he saw Su Mochen put down his bowl, spoon and bag, stood up, raised his legs and walked towards the door.

Zhexi blinked twice, then quickly pressed the door before she opened it, turned her body slightly to look at her: "Why are you going?"

Su Mochen frowned: "Go to work." Her voice was still hoarse.

"Are you crazy?" Zhexi frowned, "I had a high fever like that yesterday, and I still have to go to work today?"

"Not your business." Su Mochen said coldly.

"Why don't you do my business, I'm your personal bodyguard." Zhexi moved her body and leaned her back against the door, completely blocking the way.

"Get out of the way." Su Mochen turned cold.

"No."

The two confronted each other for nearly a minute. In the end, it was Su Mochen who made the first move. She lowered her head and glanced at the watch on her wrist, looked at the time, and then said in a slow tone: "The fever has subsided, and the stomach pain is gone." It means that you can go out.

"That's not okay, you just need to rest more now."

Su Mochen turned cold again, and said firmly, "I have to go out today."

Zhexi's expression was not good: "What are you going to do?"

"Talk about work."

"Is it necessary to go?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll be with you."

Su Mochen pursed his lips twice, lowered his eyes and said, "It's up to you."

As soon as she stepped aside, Su Mochen opened the door and left without waiting for her.

Poor Zhexi was preoccupied with helping her heat the porridge before, and then preoccupied with getting angry, so she didn't have time to wash up, eat or change clothes, and that heartless person just left!

Zhexi changed his clothes in a hurry, scratched his hair casually, took his mobile phone and quickly closed and locked the door and chased him out.

It was only after Zhexi ran down the fifth floor in one breath that he could barely catch up.

Su Mochen glanced at her lightly, without speaking, and continued to walk forward.

"Where are you going?" Zhexi asked her while walking beside her.

"Go to the subway station."

Zhexi knows this thing. When taking a ride, he needs a card or the corresponding subway software. Of course, Zhexi doesn't have these. She doesn't even have an identity in this world.

"I don't have a card, I don't have anything else, I can't take the subway."

Su Mochen's first reaction was that he heard it wrong, but seeing her light purple pupils, he knew that she was not from here at all.

"Then you go back."

Of course Zhexi refused, and the two began to confront each other again: in the end, each took a step back and took the bus.

Su Mochen's face became a little colder, and Zhexi was not much better.

How could she have imagined that the third lady of the Su Group didn't even have a car! Her bodyguard had to accompany her on the bus.

Su Mochen got on the bus and dropped her card, then walked back, ignoring her. Fortunately, Zhexi changed the change at the supermarket yesterday, otherwise he would definitely be kicked out.

Hmph, Su Mochen didn't want to talk to her, and Zhexi didn't rush to find her either.

It's just that Su Mochen had a serious illness yesterday, and Zhexi kept it in mind, and would glance over from time to time to check the situation.

After a while, Jin Zhexi caught a glimpse of Su Mochen biting his lip, with a forbearing expression: Is it a stomachache? Didn't you say everything is fine?

Zhexi squeezed the people around her with left and right elbows, and secretly approached her.

Who would have thought that the driver suddenly braked suddenly! The crowd staggered instantly. Su Mochen was wearing high heels, and he was sick and weak last night, so he was already standing unsteadily. After being squeezed like this, he was about to hit the handrail in front of him...and finally fell down. In a soft embrace.

"Are you okay?" Zhexi's tone was a little worried. The moment she braked suddenly, she quickly squeezed over and hugged him in time. It's just that she didn't expect her waist to be so soft, so slender, and so tactile, Zhexi's throat rolled up and down unconsciously.

"En." She wanted to use her strength to stand up, but was pushed back by Zhexi.

"Don't be brave." The man said fiercely.

"Let go." She said angrily.

Definitely, it would be a big deal if you were fierce, Zhexi simply shut up, but she didn't let go, she held the handrail with one hand and embraced her with the other. The space was narrow, and Zhexi was so strong that she couldn't break free, so the two of them kept this posture until the second half of the journey.

"Let go." People got out of the car one after another, and the space was bigger.

Only then did Zhexi let go of her hand, turned her head and saw that there was an empty seat over there, and raised her finger, "Sit there."

"No." That seat is usually taken by the elderly, and young people seldom sit there.

Of course, Zhexi didn't know about this, and just thought she was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.

Without talking nonsense with her, Zhexi stretched out her arms and dragged her to the seat. Before she could struggle, she pressed him on the seat: "Sit well," and whispered with her head lowered, "I don't believe it." How dare you bite the back of my hand again in front of so many people."

Su Mochen bit his lip tightly, his face turned red with anger.

It took nearly an hour by car, and it was easy to get there.

After getting out of the car, Zhexi saw that her little face turned pale again, and asked with a frown, "Does your stomach hurt again?"

"no."

"What's the matter?"

"fine."

No wonder! Zhexi had never seen such a stubborn person!

"Where are you going now?" Zhexi followed her closely.

"I'll get the documents, you wait downstairs."

"Can't I go up together?"

"cannot."

Zhexi hummed her a little, but didn't really follow her.

She had just walked a few steps when Zhexi's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhexi still picked it up.

"Hey?"

"Zhexi, I'm Ayun." The voice over there seemed a little excited.

"It's Ah Yun," Zhexi couldn't help but twitched the corners of her lips, "Are you okay? How's your school going?"

"I'm fine. Uncle Wei helped me transfer to another school and gave me a mobile phone. I'll be the first to call you..."

Ayun's cheerful voice infected Zhexi, and Zhexi's mood became better.

The two chattered for a long time, until Su Mochen walked to her side, and they still didn't finish talking.

Zhexi glanced at the approaching person, then said to Ah Yun: "I have something to do now, I'll hang up first, and I'll call you when I'm done."

"Let's go." Su Mochen said after she answered the phone.

Her facial expression seemed to be enduring some kind of pain, Zhexi's lips moved, and finally swallowed the concern that was about to be blurted out.

This direction is towards the bus stop just now, and you want to take the bus again? She is in such pain, still standing?

"Shall we take a taxi?" Zhexi said.

Su Mochen paused for a moment, then said impatiently, "If you don't want to, go back."

Zhexi was so angry that her cheeks puffed up, but she also held back her words.

After waiting at the stop sign for five or six minutes, the car did not come. Out of the corner of Zhexi's eyes, she saw the fine sweat on her forehead. The temperature in the morning was not high, and she was obviously in pain.

Zhexi frowned, walked forward for a distance, raised his hand, stopped a taxi, and looked sideways at Su Mochen: "Where are we going?"

Su Mochen pursed his lips and ignored her.

She lived in such a house, without even a decent sofa, and the kitchen was pitifully small, and the means of going out was the subway. Although it was unbelievable, the fact was that Miss San of the Su Group was extremely poor. Therefore, such a luxury as a long-distance taxi ride, she basically would not do it unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Can you go?" The driver asked impatiently.

"Let's go." Zhexi replied, then opened the rear door, walked back and dragged him into the back seat.

One dragged hard while the other struggled. The driver looked suspiciously and asked cautiously, "Do you two know each other?"

"Know", "Don't know". The two spoke in unison, Zhexi answered yes, Su Mochen answered no.

"Do you know him?" The driver slowed down.

Zhexi bit her lip and stared at her: "Do you want to be late?"

I don't know why it took her half an hour to go upstairs to get a document, but Zhexi knew that she was in a hurry, and just at the bus station, she found Su Mochen frequently looking at the watch on her wrist. If it weren't for the painful expression on her face, Zhexi would have mistakenly thought that the sweat on her forehead came out in a hurry.

After a few seconds of silence, Su Mochen slowly reported his address.

The master driver then withdrew his eyes and continued to drive with his concentration.

Su Mochen leaned on one side, biting his lip, enduring the pain in his stomach. She has dysmenorrhea, and today is the first day of her little life.

Seeing how uncomfortable she was, Zhexi couldn't help but move over to her, and asked softly, "Where is the discomfort? Do you want me to buy some medicine for you?"

Su Mochen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Why are you so stubborn!" Zhexi couldn't hold back, and said something to her again.

Su Mochen turned his head away from her, his eyes were slightly red.

Zhexi took this as she didn't want to talk to herself at all, and couldn't help but secretly sulk. Looking out of the window, there are dark clouds rolling over her head, and the weather is getting worse again, just like her mood at this time.