Chapter 747: Hit someone and run

After signing the contract, the room rent has been placed in Sun Yuhan's bank card, and holding this bank card to transfer it in the finger, but her heart seems to be light, she clearly has money, She has a new house, and she has whatever she wants, why her mind is getting heavier.

The more competent September is, the more she is afraid.

It’s not as good as the days they lived in. Although they are poorer, they are always dependent on each other. That’s because she works in a small private unit and has a poor salary for a month. Leaflets, temporary milk delivery workers, are also a little bit a month, but they feel like a young couple who have been married for several years, and now,

In fact, she didn't know what went wrong, and she was worried about anything. In short, these are inexplicable, these are uncomfortable, these are suppressed things.

At night, she had to take her out for shopping in September.

She took September's hand and shook it gently. She liked the temperature on his finger, but his finger was obviously very warm, but she was always worried that she might not catch it.

"September, let's get married," Suddenly, she stopped and encouraged her courage. Before, she just wanted to find someone to accompany her, and thank the man who took her at the time, otherwise she might be The flood washed away because of her. September was amnesia. She had a grateful heart and a guilty heart in her heart, but she never thought about it. Marry him or think about it. He is her. A man who is willing to go through this life together.

However, now that their conditions are good, she is afraid that he will leave.

And she couldn't bear him, but she couldn't do without him.

"You understand, I don't know who I am?" September said lightly. He didn't take the initiative to hold Sun Yuhan's hand. Sun Yuhan always held him. He never thought of marrying Sun Yuhan.

He has not recovered his past.

He also did not find his memory.

Maybe he was married, maybe he had children, and before these were recovered, if he had agreed so sloppyly, it would be irresponsible to them.

And such irresponsibility may also become a crime.

Neither he nor she can bear such a sin.

"What if you never find your past again?" Sun Yuhan pinched the fingers of September for a while, and September seemed to be ignorant and unfeeling.

Of course, he is thinking about this issue too. If he never finds it back, just go on like this.

He asked himself such questions, but he could not answer them, because he himself did not know how to answer them.

They continued to walk forward, really, this is not to make pleasant conversation.

Sun Yuhan sucked his nose, and the person stood and cried. Could she not cry? She was really uncomfortable. The tears of a woman are the best weapon of a woman. If it is used well, it is better than any man’s fist. Both are strong and useful.

September also stopped. Half a day later, he extended his hand and placed it on Sun Yuhan's shoulder, but still did not give her any promise.

Sun Yuhan's face was not good, and his fingers also pinched September's hand hard, almost all of them were going to pinch September's hand out of a piece of meat, and September just walked forward in silence, it seemed that Sun Yuhan pinched It’s not yourself, but a piece of wood.

He didn't know the pain, nor the pain.

Sun Yuhan lowered his head and kicked the stones on the side of the road. As a result, he might have kicked too far. She heard a slight cry, as if she had smashed someone, and she hurriedly followed the voice in September. But Sun Yuhan was terrified and pulled him away.

In September, she lowered her head and stared at her panic face, but she finally squeezed her thin lips and said nothing.

There seemed to be someone's footsteps behind him. Sun Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it didn't hit people's eyes or anything.

Shortly after they left, a woman came out from behind the garden. At this time, she lowered her head and looked at the cup of milk tea in her hand, and there was a stone in the milk tea.

She shook the milk tea and threw it into the trash can.

Who did this? She promised not to beat him, she would beat him to death.

She turned around and was ready to buy a cup for herself again. At this time, the cold wind was blowing on her face, her lips were red and white, and she had delicate facial features. But when she smiled, she did not know what she thought of.

Her cell phone rang at this time, and she took it out of her bag and walked to the bicycle she parked aside.

What's wrong, he is still thinking about entering the crew.

"Yeah," Rowling was bothered. "His agent came every day."

"Did you throw me the pot?"

"Just because I can't find you, it's the last struggle."

"You choose the actor as soon as possible, don't worry about him," Yan Huan was sitting on his bicycle. It was still in a good mood. It was also because of the cup of milk tea. .

Sun Yuhan counted the rice in the bowl with chopsticks. She raised her face and saw the man sitting opposite her. She just sat and ate, but she had never spoken. She used to know the words of cold violence, but she did not Knowing what it is, I finally know it now, so this is called cold violence.

"September, after eating, let's go out, I want to go out and buy something."

In September, she continued to eat without saying consent or disagreement.

Sun Yuhan stretched out his hand suddenly and took it through September. "I'm sorry, I won't be next time, but I haven't got used to it for a while. Have you forgotten? It was the same last time, I accidentally hit someone, The person was originally okay, but the person had to swindle our money. At that time, both of us had eaten pickles and buns for a few days."

September reached out and touched Sun Yuhan's hair, and sighed gently.

"Don't do this in the future, we can still compensate, not everyone is like that, some people, we just owe them an apology."

In his cognition, if he has done something wrong, he must bear it. That is your responsibility, that is, your morality. Perhaps what people want is nothing more than a sentence of sorry, just like this escape, after that, he wants It is the double condemnation of conscience and morality.

His moral bottom line does not allow him to do such a thing.

"I know," Sun Yuhan lowered his head happily, and had a much better mood for dinner.

After eating, she took September to go outside, and it was only around 7 o'clock. When there were many people outside, they could go and see the aunt dancing square dance. In the past, Sun Yuhan liked it the most. Yes, of course, she doesn’t dance. She has no talent for dancing. She hasn’t learned it for a long time, and she can’t learn it. In the end, she can only be an audience.