What to do when your first love cries and asks for reconciliation?

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After the story was finished, the expressions of the two police officers changed from a little respect to anger.

The so-called respect came from respect for Su Huai's identity. The professional filter was gone, and what appeared before them was a well-dressed scum, which would make anyone angry.

He is so shameless that he took advantage of his wife's serious illness to have an affair with another woman.

The young policeman in charge of recording cursed in his heart.

Compared to him who showed disgust directly on his face, the slightly older police officer who was asking the questions was much more steady.

In response to Su Huai's story, he always listened attentively, occasionally asking about the time and exact place.

Su Huai saw both of their reactions. She spread her hands with an innocent expression.

"I was with her that night. If the two officers don't believe me, they can ask her."

The older policeman nodded, his expression serious and without any distrust: "Okay, we will check it out."

Su Huai asked again: "Chen Yuxiao...did she commit suicide or...was she murdered?"

“Sorry, we are investigating and cannot disclose any details yet.”

"Is that so..." She showed a little disappointment and worry.

Of course, these expressions did not escape the eyes of the two policemen sitting opposite her.

Silence returned to the office. After a long time, seeing that they had no intention of asking further questions, Su Huai no longer concealed his impatience.

"Any questions? I need to go see my wife."

"snort"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer was heard, which was particularly prominent in the small room.

Su Huai frowned, looking displeased.

But she was not as angry as she appeared. She thought jokingly that the young policeman in charge of recording was really full of justice. Was he punishing evil and promoting good?

Then it depends on whether you can punish me.

The old policeman glared at the young policeman, with a warning in his scolding, and the meaning he wanted to express was very simple.

They were only here to investigate the case, not to investigate Su Huai, and they had no right to interfere in or accuse someone else's private life.

After doing all this, he said to Su Huai with some apology: "Okay, we will verify the specific situation, then we won't bother you anymore."

Su Huai nodded in response, stood up with a cold expression, and just as he gripped the door handle, he heard a sound behind him again, forcing him to stop opening the door.

"By the way, Dr. Su, as far as we know, after you had an argument with your wife's parents, you first went to the pharmacy. Could you tell us what medicine you took?"

His palms drooped naturally, and a hint of stiffness and unnaturalness flashed across Su Huai's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Every time you take medication, you have to register it. Since the two officers already knew about this, why did they come to ask me in person?"

What you are saying is that you all know that I went to get medicine, and you must also know what medicine I got. It is a waste of time to ask again in a hypocritical manner.

Su Huai's patience had long been exhausted, and now he just wanted to see Gu Yu.

But the two policemen were still relentless and aggressive. She hated dealing with these people the most; they were hypocritical.

“That’s the theory.”

"But... Doctor Su, you don't seem to care at all about your classmate's death."

Su Huai rolled her eyes as she turned around. She felt that these policemen were really mentally ill.

She had clearly asked how he died before, but they didn't answer, saying that they were investigating and couldn't disclose the information. Even if she wanted to care, the answer she got would be the same. Was there any need to keep asking?

Thinking this in my heart, my tone became a little aggressive:

"My wife is still in the ICU. Who do you think is more important, a classmate I don't know well or isn't even in the same class with?"

The policeman who was questioning the question choked and smacked his lips, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

"I understand what you mean. I apologize for disturbing you today. I hope you will bear with me, Dr. Su."

Su Huai didn't even bother to respond to him. He opened the door and strode out.

The door was slammed shut, and the young policeman became increasingly angry.

"Master, what kind of person is this Su Huai? He slept with someone else last night, and now he's pretending to be deeply in love. It's disgusting."

"Did I ever tell you not to act on impulse? Does what Su Huai did have anything to do with the investigation?"

"No..."

"Go and investigate this Jiang Li." The older policeman looked deeply at the closed door and said in a complicated tone.

"Su Huai is a talent valued by the city leaders. You'd better not provoke her. She is not someone we can afford to offend."

*

Su Huai pushed open the door of the VIP ward. Because the two policemen's questioning took up too much time, when she came over, Gu's father and mother were already sitting on the accompanying bed drinking tea.

"Xiao Su is here?"

Compared with three days ago, Gu's mother's attitude is completely different. Before, she pointed at Su Huai's nose and scolded her for being heartless, but today she is so kind and treats her like her own daughter.

Of course, there is a reason for this.

The two elders had seen Su Huai's sincerity over the past three days.

She would rather be criticized by her superiors than take leave to take care of her daughter. She stayed with her for three days and three nights and did everything herself. As a mother, how could she not be moved?

The anger will naturally disappear completely.

Su Huai nodded, but his eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.

Seeing this, Mother Gu immediately understood. She tactfully made room for the two of them to be alone, grabbed Father Gu's arm and walked out.

With a "click", the ward was completely isolated from the outside world and no one came to disturb it anymore.

Gu Yu kept her eyes closed and remained silent until she felt someone sitting down beside the bed, then she slowly opened her eyelids.

It's not that she wasn't moved. On the contrary, after listening to the descriptions of Gu's mother and the nurses, she almost broke down and cried.

I can’t tell whether I feel more guilty, more touched, or maybe both.

The burning tears were like an unstoppable river, bursting its banks and rushing wildly, but they did not drip onto the quilt. Gu Yu lowered her eyes slightly.

Su Huai's slender hands with distinct joints had already covered the warm cheek, and all the tears dripped onto the back of his hands.

His palms trembled, and his voice trembled as he spoke: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Su Huai seemed to have given all his tenderness to the person in front of him. What slapped the back of his hand were not tears, but sharp knives stabbing into his heart again and again, causing waves of dull pain.

She tried to wipe away the tears gently with her thumb, but even when her palm was soaked with moisture, there was no sign of stopping.

I had no choice but to repeat this action over and over again.

After a long silence, Gu Yu spoke with sobs:

"It's gone, but I still feel so much pain... wuwu..."

As she spoke, she threw herself into Su Huai's arms, like a puppy that was never satisfied, looking forward to her master's caress.

Gu Yu has always been conflicted. She longs for Su Huai's tenderness, but she also feels inferior and unworthy of such tenderness.

This is often the most common problem that occurs between lovers with unequal social status.

In the eyes of Gu Yu, who only had memories before the age of seventeen, she was a bedbug who lived in an urban village, at the bottom of society, and could barely afford to eat, while Su Huai lived in a wealthy area and had a wealthy family.

The two people are completely different from each other. In real life, they are the strangers who are least likely to have any intersection.

In her opinion, she had no qualities that matched Su Huai.

Compared to the direct physical pain, the mental burden caused by inferiority complex is often more painful.

Buried deep in the softness, Gu Yu frantically squeezed out all the scent belonging to Su Huai. It was an addictive opium. Once you get addicted, you will never be able to quit.

"Su Huai, I always cause trouble for you. Do you hate me?"