I want to translate your voice

Chapter 15 015 Are you scared?

The incident in the hotel came to an end. Song Yunmu's hand recovered well and he went to the hospital to remove the gauze.She also officially works at the headquarters. For this reason, Zhang Zecen also held a welcome party for her to introduce everyone to her.

However, Song Yunmu has a relatively cool temper and does not have much social experience. In addition, because she is the chief of the headquarters parachuted from country A branch, some people may not be convinced.Moreover, Yiyuan Translation is the largest translation company in China, with many branches around the world. Those who can join are not ordinary people. Naturally, they will be a little dissatisfied with someone who is only 25 years old and becomes the chief executive.

So after a welcome party, few people really welcomed her.Song Yunmu didn't feel comfortable staying in such a lively scene, but he couldn't leave early, so he could only hope that the welcome party would end soon.

Fortunately, An Qingqing understood her somewhat fearful nature, so he sat next to her and never left.

Song Yunmu was in a daze waiting for time to pass. Suddenly a glass of wine was stretched out in front of her. She subconsciously followed the glass and looked at the person coming.It was a gentle-looking man wearing black-rimmed glasses, looking at Song Yunmu with a smile.There was no malice in his words: "Welcome, Chief Song."

It seemed that he wanted to have a drink with Song Yunmu, but when Song Yunmu looked at the wine glass that was stretched out, a flash of darkness suddenly flashed in his eyes. His hand under the table trembled, and he couldn't help but think of the situation in the hotel box. His left hand seemed to still be in pain and was frozen in place.

Seeing that Song Yunmu didn't respond, the man with glasses felt a little embarrassed while holding up his wine glass: "That."

An Qingqing, who was talking to others on the side, noticed this and subconsciously made a rescue. She reached out to take his wine glass and drank the low-alcohol beer in one gulp: "I'm sorry, Sister Yunmu has a cold recently. She just took medicine and can't drink it." drink wine."

Then he quietly held her hand under the table. Song Yunmu quickly got out of his thoughts, picked up his cup and poured juice: "Excuse me, and thank you."

The bespectacled man's expression softened, and he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, I understand. My name is He Ming, and I mainly take over the translation of documents."

The man with glasses said a few more words and left.Song Yunmu looked at An Qingqing apologetically: "Sorry, I asked you to help me out again."

"Oh, why are we so polite? Sister Yunmu, are you okay?" An Qingqing clearly felt her hand trembling when he just held her hand.

Song Yunmu twitched the corners of his mouth and suppressed the memories that had just surged up again: "I'm fine."

After finally getting through it, Song Yunmu took a taxi back to Yuting.

It was already very dark at this point, and the street lights installed in the community were mild and warm, illuminating the road in a somewhat dim light.

I don't know if it was her illusion or something, but she always felt there was movement behind her.He couldn't help but squeeze his bag tightly and quicken his pace.

The movement behind became more and more obvious.

Suddenly someone held his left wrist, and Song Yunmu panicked and screamed, squatting on the ground, trembling all over.

Shen Qinnian did not expect Song Yunmu to react so strongly. He crouched down, held her shoulders and looked at her level, and said comfortingly: "Song Yunmu, don't be afraid, it's me."

Song Yunmu met Shen Qinnian's eyes, and then pulled away from the panic just now, gasping for air, and said uncertainly: ".Shen Qinnian?"

Shen Qinnian responded: "Well, it's me," and supported her body to stand up, "Are you okay?"

He found an unopened bottle of mineral water from his briefcase and handed it to her: "Drink slowly."

Song Yunmu gradually regained his composure, and subconsciously reached out to catch it with his left hand, but stopped in mid-air. He closed his eyes suddenly and withdrew his hand: "I, I'm fine."

Shen Qinnian held up the water bottle and squinted his eyes as if to see through her. He hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Song Yunmu, are you scared?"

Looking at her reaction, it's hard not to think of the time in the hotel where Song Yunmu accidentally drank the tea given by someone else and had an accident.

Her reaction seemed to be that she was wary and afraid, so she did not dare to accept the water offered by others.

Song Yunmu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked away to avoid it and said stiffly: "...I didn't."

Shen Qinnian was very dissatisfied with Song Yunmu's answer. He raised his eyebrows and asked displeasedly: "Then why don't you dare to take my water? Or are you afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Song Yunmu immediately looked at Shen Qinnian and retorted: "No! I didn't mean that."

Shen Qinnian looked at Song Yunmu in front of him and sighed, put the water back into the bag, reached out and tentatively held her left hand.

His movements were gentle and cautious, as if he were afraid of accidentally touching something on her.Some rough fingertips gently touched the obvious scars on her hands.

When Song Yunmu saw Shen Qinnian's gentle movements and distressed look, his body felt like he was being electrocuted. Suddenly, the "nightmare" that had just appeared in front of his eyes disappeared instantly and was replaced by other emotions.

"Is everything okay? Is it really okay? But scars will remain after the wounds heal, and..." He moved his eyes away from the scars and met her eyes with a serious expression, "I don't even know the wounds in my heart. Has it healed?”

Song Yunmu couldn't bear Shen Qinnian's behavior. He coughed slightly and slowly withdrew his hand without answering his words.

However, Shen Qinnian didn't care and changed the subject at the right time: "You also live in Yuting, which building do you live in? I'll take you downstairs."

Song Yunmu seemed to be relieved: "Well, I live in Building C."

Shen Qinnian walked beside her at a suitable distance, and this scene seemed to return to the scene where he sent her back to the dormitory a few years ago.

Hearing Song Yunmu's answer, he arrived at Building C and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You live in Building C too?"

Song Yunmu was also a little surprised when he learned that. The two of them swiped their cards to enter: "What a coincidence."

Shen Qinnian grinned as if he was very satisfied with the current situation: "Which floor do you live on, so that it will be convenient for you to take care of me in the future?"

When the two waited for the elevator, they saw Shen Qinnian pressing the floor button first, and were stunned for a moment: "Uh, the twelfth floor."

Shen Qinnian burst into laughter, his peach blossom eyes sparkling: "Neighbor~"

Song Yunmu pursed his lips and accepted the situation in front of him. He didn't know why he felt strange in his heart.

She didn't expect that after so many years, Shen Qinnian still had such a good attitude towards her.

It's as if they had never disconnected before.

She lowered her head, unable to explain her complicated emotions at this time.

Maybe, at first, I was the only one who felt that there was something special between them.And Shen Qinnian only regards himself as an ordinary friend, so nothing will change when we meet again?
Shen Qinnian noticed her silence and did not speak again. It was not until the two of them got off the elevator that they were about to go home separately, when he suddenly pulled her back.

He found what he wanted from the bag and put it into her hand: "This is for you, remember to apply it three times a day," he paused and then said, "I hope your scars can fade and disappear, and your wounds It can be healed.”

Song Yunmu looked at the ointment packaged in a foreign language in his hand and smiled.I don't know why she forgot the extra emotion again: "Thank you, Shen Qinnian."

The tone is very serious.

When Shen Qinnian saw the smile on her face, he was shaken out of his mind.

After a while, he regained consciousness and shrugged with a lazy and casual smile: "It's the third time."

"If you really want to thank me, treat me to a meal next time."

Song Yunmu agreed without even thinking: "Okay."

Shen Qinnian smiled and finally resisted the urge to touch Song Yunmu's head.

Waving his hand: "Okay, I've written it down. It's getting late, so go to bed early."

He turned around and entered the password in front of the door. He stopped opening the door and added: "Good night."

Song Yunmu felt inexplicably hot in his heart and a little hot on his face, so he unlocked the door and responded to him: "Good night."

(End of this chapter)