mistaken for love

If it was you who killed me, then I would definitely not try to live anymore, it would be good if I always wanted to try to live.

It seems that it is not good at all.

When Ye Shu saw Jiang Zhiyan staring at him with a blank face, he was a little funny for a moment, did he scare him?

"Say it again." Jiang Zhiyan recovered and said in a high voice.

Ye Shu still couldn't smile, looked at Jiang Zhiyan, and asked softly, "Zhiyan, have you counted the strokes of your name?"

Jiang Zhiyan didn't answer, and slapped Ye Shu directly, causing Ye Shu to fall to the ground, "Who made you die? If you miss, you can try."

Ye Shu held it in for a long time but still couldn't hold it back. He spat out a mouthful of blood, "Ahem..."

After throwing up for a long time, I came back to my senses, lying on the ground and laughing in a low voice: "Try?"

Do you think I haven't tried it?

"...If I want to die, what about you? Find someone to kill me? Or find someone to kill me?" Ye Shu stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling his vision blurred, "You...that's it..."

"Your mother is in my hands." After Jiang Zhiyan's words came out, Ye Shu suddenly stopped moving.

"Your mother has been living in a small fishing village in Sanya. If you dare to die... I don't mind her being fucked to death." Jiang Zhiyan finished speaking expressionlessly, then turned and walked to the desk, where he sat and sorted out the documents.

His eyes fell on Ye Shu slightly.

The man lay on the ground and stared at the ceiling in a daze, moved his hands, and then stood up with force.

"Is her life... okay?" Then she walked in front of her and asked with a cold face.

Jiang Zhiyan glanced up at him, then smiled and said: "As long as you have a bad life, I will let her live well."

Ye Shu clenched and loosened the hand placed by his side, turned his head and looked out the window, there was a vast expanse of whiteness, it turned out that it was snowing.

No wonder it's so cold.

Even my heart became cold.

Ye Shu later went to the bathroom to wash his face, the left half of his face was completely swollen, Ye Shu stretched out his hand and poked it, the pain was so painful that physical tears flowed down instantly.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Shu turned around and walked to the office next to the president's office. Jiang Zhiyan asked him to find Manager He in the office, saying that Manager He would do things for him.

Standing at the door of the office, Ye Shu hesitated suddenly, his red and swollen half of his face was burning with pain, wouldn't it give a bad impression to go in like this?Still hesitating, he opened the door.

Then everyone in the office turned their gazes over. Ye Shu held the doorknob, paused for a moment, then smiled and said hello, "... Hello, I'm the new Ye Shu, may I ask, Manager He is Who?"

There was a moment of silence, and everyone looked at him.

After a while, Ye Shu couldn't hold back his smile, and asked, "Is Manager He not here?"

"That's your desk. You make out the company's financial statements for the past year, analyze them, and write a report for me." An indifferent male voice sounded, and Ye Shu followed the sound. It sounded familiar.

Is it He Youlai?

The kid who ran behind Zhi Yan when he was a child?

Ye Shu nodded, then looked at his desk by the window, and walked over.

At the beginning, He You was a kid who didn't like reading compared to Zhi Yan, and now he is also Manager He...

Ye Shu pulled the chair over and sat down carefully. He frowned when he touched something on his body. He hadn't learned to swear for so many years, so he couldn't help but want to swear at the bastard right now.

"...Well, hello, can you tell me where the purchase form of the finance department is?" Ye Shu couldn't find anything to use after turning on the computer for a long time, so he could only ask the colleague next to him.

The other party just looked back at him, and said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "I won't do what work you come to do."

Ye Shu froze for a moment, but didn't speak.

The other party gave him a cold look, and said with a sneer, "Did you use something to threaten the president, or why would he let such a dirty person like you come to the company?"

Ye Shu frowned when he heard the word 'threat', and defended himself aloud, "No one said you can't learn it."

The man curled his lips, turned his head and shouted to the right side of He: "Brother He, I want to change my seat! I feel that the quality of the environment has deteriorated sitting here!"

Just after shouting, there was a burst of ridicule echoing, Ye Shu looked at them, and watched the person who was sitting on his right just now went to sit on the other side with the documents in his arms.

Ye Shu silently withdrew his gaze and turned his mind back to the document.

He pondered for a while about the things he didn't understand, and read through the documents in the system bit by bit if he couldn't find them.

When colleagues got off work, they chatted and laughed and walked out one after another. Ye Shu sighed as he saw that more than half of the work had been done.

This kid on the right side of He...has never offended him before, I don't know why he hates himself so much, the financial statement is easy to say, let him do it for nearly a year in one afternoon...you can barely work overtime, the problem is...

"Are you going?" Jiang Zhiyan, who didn't know what appeared, stood by the door and asked extremely impatiently.

Ye Shu sat without moving for a long time, and he couldn't move. He turned off the computer and cleaned up the files on the table, and then he had the strength to support the table and get up.

Jiang Zhiyan watched the whole process with cold eyes, and waited for someone to walk in front of him before turning around and taking the elevator.

Ye Shu followed behind him, it was still snowing outside, probably numb from the pain, Ye Shu followed Jiang Zhiyan's pace.

"How is work?" Ye Shu's right eye has amblyopia, so he didn't dare to be distracted while driving. When he heard Jiang Zhiyan's question, he just nodded and replied, "It's okay."

"Although He You..." Jiang Zhiyan said again after hearing what he said.

"Manager He is very good." Afraid of being distracted, Ye Shu interrupted Jiang Zhiyan directly.

It was nothing more than telling myself not to speak ill of He You outside.

Jiang Zhiyan didn't speak after hearing this, but just glanced at Ye Shu coldly.

Ye Shu blinked helplessly.

After arriving home, Ye Shu went into the kitchen to cook without changing his clothes. Jiang Zhiyan ignored him and went upstairs to change into a casual sweater before taking a book and sitting on the sofa downstairs.

Apart from the servants who manage the garden and yard, there are only him and Ye Shu in the current Jiang residence. Uncle Wu and Ma Liu were also given a holiday by him yesterday.

He didn't eat the breakfast Ye Shu made in the morning, and now thinking about it, he regretted it.

Haven't eaten anything cooked by this man for five years.

Jiang Zhiyan stared at the open book in a daze, Ye Shu brought the dishes to the table, stood by the table and looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

After looking at it for a long time, I looked back.

Zhi Xiaoyan.

Zhi Xiaoyan's favorite person is Ye Xiaoshu.

No, I am too old to use small books.

Then Ye Dashu?

You are the uncle.

Ye Dashu, you are the real murderer.

Zhi Xiaoyan, I beat you!

Hit me every time!When are you willing to beat me up!

Well, not willing, not willing to part with my Zhi Xiaoyan.

"...Master, it's time to eat." Ye Shu went back to the kitchen to wash his hands and set the table and chopsticks before calling Jiang Zhiyan to eat.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyan looked up at him, then put away his book, got up and sat down at the dining table.

Ye Shu sat down, served him a bowl of soup, put it in front of him, and then lowered his head to eat.

Lowering his head and taking a sip of the soup, Jiang Zhiyan's brows and eyes gradually softened.

"...You still remember that I like to drink winter melon clear soup." subconsciously said.

Ye Shu raised his head, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "...There just happened to be wax gourd in the refrigerator."

"So you don't remember?" Jiang Zhiyan looked at him and asked softly.

Hearing this, Ye Shu paused for a few seconds, then smiled wryly, "Does it make sense?"

Even if I remember what you eat, what you like, and what you don't like, can you give me a little like?

do you give it !

Jiang Zhiyan was silent after listening, then finished the soup, got up and went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

Ye Shu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled uncontrollably, Jiang Zhiyan's walking sound disappeared behind him, and Ye Shu's chopsticks fell to the ground.

When he bent down to pick up the chopsticks, Ye Shu's nose felt a little sore, but he couldn't pick up the chopsticks with his left hand.

Once or twice...

Ye Shu suddenly felt a little tired.

I can't even pick up chopsticks with my left hand.

Then what did you do so hard to protect yourself back then, wouldn't it be better to die?

For nothing, he got a bad name.

He got up and went back to the kitchen with the bowl, Jiang Zhiyan had been standing behind him for some unknown time, Ye Shu just glanced at him and walked into the kitchen.

Jiang Zhiyan frowned, leaned over and picked up the chopsticks on the ground, then turned and went into the kitchen.

"Your left hand..." Jiang Zhiyan put the chopsticks into the sink, and his posture just surrounded Ye Shu. Ye Shu looked a little dazed, and smiled when he heard this: "Left hand?...My left hand is useless."

"... Fang Meng didn't treat you?" Jiang Zhiyan looked down at Ye Shu's hand holding the bowl, his left wrist was tightly covered by his clothes.

Ye Shu shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's cured, so I can still hold things, but I'm shaking."

"...I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow." Jiang Zhiyan stretched out his hand to grab Ye Shu's left hand, and was about to pull up his sleeve. Ye Shu snorted and grabbed his left sleeve, "No."

"If you don't go, will you be disabled for the rest of your life?!" Jiang Zhiyan looked at him coldly and growled.

Ye Shu stepped back, withdrew his left hand behind his back, raised his head and smiled at Jiang Zhiyan, and asked softly, "Shouldn't you be disabled if you go?"

Jiang Zhiyan stretched out his hand and slapped Ye Shu, causing Ye Shu to lose his balance and slam into the cabinet door, making a 'bang—' sound.

"Will you die if you go to the hospital to see if you are disabled or not?! Laughing like crying, who are you showing pity to?!"

Ye Shu leaned on the door of the cupboard and laughed softly, "...If I want to sell it to you, I've already shown it to you."

"Then if you behave yourself, will you die?" Jiang Zhiyan frowned impatiently, and put one hand on Ye Shu's body. Only when he saw Ye Shu's forehead was covered in blood did he remember the wound he had suffered before, and held Ye Shu in his arms. The hand on the arm of the book couldn't help tightening.

Such a big man can hold his upper arm with one hand.

"Master, I've bled so much..." Ye Shu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled as he looked at the cabinet, "Do you think it can make my mother's life better?"

Jiang Zhiyan shook his arm, looked at Ye Shu with a frown, then reached out to touch Ye Shu's face, and asked in a low voice, "Are you crazy?"

Ye Shu stretched out his hand to wipe the blood that flowed to his eyes, then wiped it on his clothes casually, then raised his head to look at Jiang Zhiyan and asked with a smile, "Is it dirty?"

Jiang Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment.

Ye Shu frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't you a clean freak? Let go...why don't you let go...Aren't you afraid of germs?"

"...Ye Shu, don't go crazy." Blood dripped on Jiang Zhiyan's hand, sticky, Ye Shu's face became paler and paler, Jiang Zhiyan had no choice but to let go of his hand and take a step back.

Ye Shu leaned against the cabinet door and looked at him with a chuckle, and murmured in a low voice, "It's really because I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty..."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Zhiyan turned around impatiently and walked out.

Ye Shu leaned against the cabinet door and slowly sat down on the ground.

pain.

It hurts everywhere.

It's just that I thought about it better, why... it's so difficult.