Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

"Hello, how can I help you?" The clerk who was sitting at the counter looking at his phone immediately put down his phone and offered enthusiastic service when he saw someone coming.

"I need medicine for the swelling and an ice pack."

As soon as Su Ruonan finished speaking, the machine at the door issued a "Welcome" prompt tone.

Su Ruonan subconsciously looked towards the door.

A tall figure gradually approached, it was him.

Even though they were not close, and she was 300 degrees myopic, she could still recognize the other person at a glance. There was no other way, the other person's body shape was too outstanding and very recognizable.

At this moment, Su Ruonan couldn't help but sigh at the fate between them. Every time they met, it was when she was in a miserable state. Could it be that she was poisoned by some kind of poison?

Su Ruonan quickly turned around, lowered her head, and tried to cover her face with her hair.

Because the light in the store was dim and her face was basically blocked by her hair, she probably didn't recognize the other party.

"Miss, here's your medicine." The clerk quickly brought the medicine.

Su Ruonan lowered her head, her long, glossy black hair, almost reaching her waist, cascading down her back and chest like a waterfall. Her hair was so thick it almost completely obscured her face. She extended her fair, slender hand and swiftly took the medicine from the clerk.

At this moment, Su Ruonan's behavior seemed very strange, as if she was out of tune with the surrounding environment. In addition, she happened to be wearing a snow-white dress, and the whole person looked like Sadako who walked out of a horror movie, which was creepy.

Even an ordinary white coat couldn't hide her curvy figure. The clerk thought to himself: It seems that she is still the beautiful Sadako, but the beautiful Sadako is still Sadako, she would be scared too, right? At this moment, she really wanted to call her mother.

The clerk's eyes widened in horror as he stared at the long-haired "beautiful Sadako" before him. Even his voice trembled with fear. "Hello... Hello, please... Would you like to pay by WeChat or Alipay? The total is one hundred and twenty-five yuan."

Su Ruonan was completely unaware of the clerk's strange behavior. She quickly took out her mobile phone to dial the payment code, just wanting to pay quickly and leave.

From the corner of her eye, she saw a figure getting closer and closer, and finally stopped not far from her.

Su Ruonan prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the other party would not recognize her.

After paying, Su Ruonan took the medicine and walked out of the store quickly. Her speed was ridiculously fast. From the perspective of the pharmacy clerk, she really looked like Sadako who could float.

When the clerk saw this scene, he almost gasped.

Walking out of the pharmacy, Su Ruonan sighed: "Luckily I ran fast. She didn't even run this fast in the 800-meter physical test in college, otherwise she wouldn't have passed it after so many attempts."

Just as Su Ruonan put her heart at ease and stood on the side of the road preparing to take a taxi home.

Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from my ear. The voice was as gentle as usual, but today it was full of teasing: "Hey, you're running so fast, is it because I look too scary?"

Su Ruonan mourned for herself in her heart. She was recognized even after walking so far away. It seemed that something was a little weird recently. Why not believe in metaphysics and go to the temple someday.

"No... no, it's my fault. I didn't see you. Sorry." Su Ruonan stuttered and told a lie against her will. Her already swollen cheeks became even more swollen because of the guilt of lying. Fortunately, her hair covered it, so the other party couldn't see it.

"Really?" Song Shiye looked at the lowered head in front of him, his eyes as deep as ink, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, as if making some kind of compromise, Song Shiye slowly asked, "Are you injured? The clerk said you bought the anti-swelling ointment and ice patch."

Hearing this, Su Ruonan's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She replied softly, "Hmm," her voice as light as a feather in the wind, almost drowned out by the noisy background noise.

At the same time, Su Ruonan couldn't help but secretly blame the talkative clerk in her heart. How could he leak his privacy to others so easily? This was a violation of professional ethics.

Shop assistant: I haven't blamed you for almost scaring me to death in broad daylight, but you blame me first. I didn't talk to other normal people, and I'm afraid I'm lying in the ambulance now.

Song Shiye reached out and pushed back the hair on Su Ruonan's cheek, and the clear scars of five fingers soon appeared. The place where the finger marks were was purple due to congestion, and there were scabs of blood at the corners of her mouth, making her look ravaged.

Su Ruonan didn't expect Song Shiye to reach out and push her hair away. She looked panicked and said, "You... who told you to touch my hair." Although her tone was questioning, her stuttering made her voice seem a little weaker, sounding soft, as if she was acting coquettishly.

Song Shiye's face was gloomy, and he stared at Su Ruonan closely, afraid of missing any expression on her face: "Who hit you in the face?"

Since he saw it all, she didn't need to hide it anymore.

Su Ruonan raised her head, her clear eyes were watery and endearing: "My dad beat me." But her tone was casual, as if she was talking about something unimportant.

Song Shiye knew everything about Su Ruonan's family members, including her life experiences.

Su Ruonan has lived with her grandmother in the countryside since she was a child, and their life was not rich. In order to reduce the burden on her grandmother, Su Ruonan did various part-time jobs, while her so-called parents enjoyed life in Beijing and never showed any concern for Su Ruonan.

Song Shiye narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of violence in his eyes, which quickly passed away before he quickly regained clarity.

"Why did I hit you?" Song Shiye frowned even more tightly.