If you feel guilty, just say it. Han Shu, say, say sorry to me... Why don't you say it? Say you are wrong, say you repent to me, say you are sorry to me!

The promotions of the fabric store are still continuing. At the door of the store, all the conspicuous places in the store are covered with 40% off signs. Although the store location is relatively remote, it has attracted many customers because it is a weekend. Ju Nian is the head of the day shift. She was so busy that she almost lost her spare time to drink water.

When Han Shu pushed the door open, it was the peak of the customer base. He was obviously absent-minded. He didn't see the huge discount poster. He was still quite shocked by the crowds in the store. He almost thought he had gone to the wrong place. He left and confirmed it again before he understood it.

He has been to this shop three times. Except for the first time he met Xie Juinian with Zhu Xiaobei, the other two times, it was not a coincidence that Xie Juinian either just handed over the shift or changed rest. He didn't see anyone, and he couldn't help but pick and choose and return home empty-handed for a long time, so he bought a lot of things at home.

Last night, Han Shu smoked two cigarettes in front of the bedroom window - this he learned in high school. At that time, he would hide in school or in the toilet at home while nervously studying, changing his posture in the mirror and vomiting mist. For this reason, Dean Han criticized him a lot. Later, when he went to college, he finally did what he liked freely, but for some reason, his addiction to smoking was gone. Now he has a pack of cigarettes in his arms, and often he can't finish it for a month, unless he meets it.

He only took a sip when he was emotionally fluctuating or worked overtime all night. Many times he used to "respect" the suspects he investigated. He also didn't understand why he suddenly had the desire to take two sips last night, out of special excitement or irritability? However, when he woke up in the morning, he was surprised to find that the new curtain he had just changed had a hole as big as a finger, so he had to come here again early in the morning.

Xie Juinian looked really busy. She first accompanied a bald middle-aged man with a smile and picked a bed sheet with a terrifying color. Han Shu dared to bet that the fat man held the new bed sheet he bought and looked at Xie Juinian's satisfied expression, which was more out of his yearning for the person lying on the bed sheet, which really made him disgusted. After sending off the fat man, Xie Juinian was called by a couple again. The couple seemed to want to buy anything, but seemed to be dissatisfied with anything. Han Shu had been wandering around the store for half an hour. The woman among the couple had never found the curtains that she satisfactory. The picky gestures and picky expressions easily made people feel that she was not facing fabrics, but garbage. Since that is the case, Han Shu was puzzled why she had to spend her time here.

Han Shu pretended to be looking at the curtains and slowly approached a little. The woman was still complaining that the gorgeousness was too frivolous, the plainness was too unlucky, the cartoon was too childish, and the lace was too complicated. Just listening to her endless talk, Han Shu had the desire to die, and Xie Junian's smile was still as enthusiastic as ever. What's strange is that she really didn't look impatient.

"How is this, wife?"

"Oh, it's so transparent. Everyone in the opposite building can see it, and there is no privacy at all."

When Han Shu heard this conversation, he thought of a joke indifferently. If the person in the opposite building really accidentally saw the naked look of the hostess of the house, he would soon consciously tighten his curtains and never want to open them again. As he thought about it, he laughed in pleasure. The gentle laughter caused the couple and Xie Juinian to look in his direction.

Han Shu clasped his fist on his lips with one hand, pretended to cough, just covering up his smile. Then, he also looked at the woman's fabric that he thought was transparent, showed a surprise expression, and said to himself: "This is good, Miss, how much does this cost per meter?"

Xie Juinian was a little surprised, but he still cooperated quite well. She replied: "After the discount of 65 yuan per meter, it's very discounted, sir. However, the inventory in the store is probably only enough for one window."

"It's okay, one window is enough." Han Shu's love for the curtains seemed very sincere.

"This lady..."

"We obviously came first!" The woman did not do it anymore. She grabbed the curtain tightly, as if it would fly away as soon as she let go. "I'll issue the invoice for me, I'll want this."

"Oh, this... there is no problem. I'll take two of you to the cashier." Ju Nian looked a little helpless. The woman finally snatched her curtains and went to pay the bill. She did not forget to show off and glance at Han Shu.

Han Shu held back her smile and said to Xie Juinian in a frustrated voice: "Miss, you have to recommend me one that is similar to that one."

When Ju Nian heard this, she had no choice but to come and find trouble, no matter how hard it was, she could not escape. She had to attract another little girl, took the couple to pay the bill, and walked back to Han Shu one meter away.

"I'm not grateful for sending you that difficult old witch? Why did that say that? No one ploughed the thin fields, and there were people fighting for them. It makes sense." Han Shu wanted to make herself look a little relaxed.

"It's nothing to be picky at all, the customer is God." Xie Juinian's answer was just right.

Han Shu didn't seem to like talking to people one meter away. He moved forward half a step and smiled and said, "Then don't you recommend one for me, God?"

Xie Juinian just took a step back, she became nervous, Han Shu knew.

"I thought God's house did not use curtains." Xie Juinian said in a low voice.

"Well, my new curtain in my bedroom accidentally burned a small hole in the ashes." In order to prove the authenticity of the words, Han Shu also gestured the size of the hole with his hand, "I prefer perfect things, so..."

"Actually, if there is such a small hole in your curtain, it will also be beneficial. With a small beam of light coming in from the hole outside, you can get up to go to the toilet at night and you can find your slippers without turning on the light." Xie Junian suggested carefully.

Han Shu wanted to say, it's good, and she has a sense of humor, but he found that she looked more sincere than him. He knocked on his chin and felt like she was back. Xie Juinian had at least some things that had not changed. She used to be like this. You think she was unknown at first, but you think she was even more unknown at the second, and she suddenly surprised you in a low-key manner. She doesn't like to argue with others, and you don't like to stand out in everything. The first time you mess with her, she begs you, the second time you mess with her, she hides you, but the third time she will hit you with a big mouth that is cruel to anyone who attacks. Han Shu always feels that she looks like a rabbit, white and timid, but the words she says are cheap and humble. Is this the essence of the rogue rabbit?

Han Shu didn't want to discuss with her the connection between the curtain hole and the rush to find slippers in the middle of the night. She made a surrender gesture and said seriously: "That, thank you...Ji Nian, let's not say anything else, okay, let's talk seriously?"

"Talking here?" Ju Nian looked around at the store where more and more people were, and felt sincerely suspicious.

"If you can enjoy your face at another time, it's better."

Xie Juinian hesitated for a moment: "To be honest, I thought about it for a long time when you came to me that day..."

"What's the result?" Han Shu was very dissatisfied with her pause at this time.

"So... I don't know what to say. If you want to ask your child, I can tell you very responsibly that Fei Ming has nothing to do with you. Without hurting her, I am willing to prove it in any way, really..." While speaking, a person who looked like a management came over. Xie Juinian called "Manager", and then made Han Shu quickly switch the topic with contempt, "Really, sir, this price is already very favorable. Our store only has this activity once a year, and this fabric is very suitable for your temperament."

After Han Shu left the manager's back for a certain distance, he hatredly threw away the Disney-patterned fabric handed over by Xie Juinian. Only when he saw a ghost would it match my temperament. It was simply unsure.

"She is not your child, don't let her have unrealistic fantasies, okay?" As if she was worried that Han Shu wouldn't understand her words, she lowered her voice and repeated it.

"Then give me an explanation, whose child belongs to? Don't tell me it's your cousin's. How could the child adopted by your cousin be thrown to you? Do you look like a good nanny? You should give me a reason to convince me." Han Shu began to act like a rogue, and easily threw the legislative concept of "whoever argues, whoever provides evidence" and "no suspicion of guilt" on Mars. As for the "citizen's privacy is sacred and inviolable", it is even more nonsense.

"I was indeed adopted by the child from the welfare home, but my foundation is not clean and the conditions are not enough, so my cousin helped. As for why, this is my business."

It's here again, why can't we change the sentence? Every time at this time, Han Shu felt that he was full of powerlessness. His arrogance disappeared and his heart was irritated. The child was not his? These days, he had thought about this result. After all, reality cannot be equated with a soap opera. Moreover, half a month ago, he thought that if he got married in the future, he would never want children and be a DINK tribe for the rest of his life. More importantly, having a blood-connected crystal with an inexplicable woman is not something worth looking forward to. But when he heard this answer, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. It was either disappointment or pain or discomfort. It seemed that something had been broken, but there was no pain and was boundless.

He began to realize that he was on the stance that he had taken to accuse her, as if no position could stand. Although Xie Juinian couldn't stand it from then on, she had never done anything wrong - the person who was wrong was himself. Her retreat encouraged his arrogance.

"So that... I know you haven't been doing well over the years..."

"Uh, I'm actually doing ok."

"Don't interrupt me, okay? Oh, I don't know what to say. At that time, I was too young and didn't feel very sensible. I, I know you looked down on me... I didn't go to find you because I was afraid of seeing you, I was very scared. When I saw you, I would think, it turns out that Han Shu is such a person... Do you know what I mean? I seem to owe you money, but I don't know what to pay it back, so I have to hide, so I would rather not know where you are. I'm so useless, you should look down on me..." There has never been a debate or statement that made Han Shu feel so difficult. The language in the world seems to be false. With thousands of words, he just can't find a suitable one.

"It seems a bit shameless to say this, right?" He laughed mockingly and continued, "I've been trying to convince me to forget those things over the years and can't think about it, otherwise I can't sleep when I turn off the lights, and dream randomly when I'm very sleepy... It seems that I'll see you... I'm very uncomfortable." He said this, and those emotions that were not easy to express suddenly had an answer. No matter what he said, they actually attributed to this sentence, so he repeated, "Xie Juinian, I'm really uncomfortable."

Ju Nian glanced around. The scene of a striking man in front of her was definitely not what she wanted to appear at this time, this place. Others might think that his words were incoherent, but she finally understood what Han Shu wanted to express: "You feel sorry for me, do you hope to repent, do you?"

Han Shu was stunned, nodding or shaking his head.

"Okay, if you feel guilty, just say it. Han Shu, say, say sorry to me... Why don't you say it? Say you are wrong, say you repent to me, say you are sorry to me!"

Han Shu was a little confused, but before his brain worked normally, that sentence had blurted out. How many years had it lurked in his heart?

"I'm sorry...Ju Nian, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!