Redeeming Love

Chapter Buy Skirt

Xing Qing went home by bus. Before leaving, she repeatedly apologized and thanked her.

The apology is because I was brought in, and thank you is to thank Tang Hai for saving her from being humiliated and blackmailed.

Tang Hai didn't say anything but just gave her the contact information of the Women's Federation.

That is his classmate in the Women's Federation, who is currently in charge of juvenile protection work.

Tang Hai and I tacitly did not bring up that hug again.

Although in the days that followed, that scene often replayed in my mind over and over again.

How his hand gently patted my back, how my tears kept falling on his shirt, how that hug was nostalgic until it was interrupted by the sudden opening of the elevator door.

I suddenly jumped out of Tang Hai's arms, but he just whispered, "Let's go."

The person in the mirror blushed slowly again, I poured cold water on my face and silently warned myself: Lan Muyi, stop thinking about it.

The mobile phone received a message from Sister Tiantian.

She said she was going back to school to go on a date with her boyfriend in a few days, and asked me to accompany her to the mall to buy new clothes.

Sister Tiantian shuttled through the fitting rooms like a butterfly. I was a little tired from walking, so I sat on the sofa in a daze.

She tried on the skirt and asked me casually, "Is my uncle still teaching you physics?"

I froze for a moment and replied, "Yes."

She looked in the mirror and said, "Speaking of which, you two look quite alike. His parents divorced when he was in high school. Later, his father married his stepmother, and the stepmother gave birth to a son... Anyway, he had a bad temper in high school." Well, it's much better now."

For a moment, my shocked face was reflected in the mirror.

Are you the same as me?

Tang Hai, who seems to be so independent, determined, and capable, has he ever experienced a family accident similar to mine?

Seeing my silence, Sister Tiantian quickly made a silent gesture: "Don't tell him that I said it, I don't want to make him suffer."

I nodded: "...OK."

Sister Tiantian chose the clothes and went to the cashier to check them out contentedly. While waiting for the teller to operate, she spoke again.

"It's weird that someone as cold as my uncle actually agreed to help you with tutoring. Fortunately, he is helping you with tutoring, so I can see him a few more times. Don't you know? He and Dad are not with relatives, but with their uncle."

I cautiously said, "Why?"

Sister Tiantian said, "I also eavesdropped on the gossip of the elders, saying that his stepmother is a bit like a mistress. Anyway, my uncle and his father had a very tense fight. His father's health has not been good for the past two years, and the relationship between father and son has only eased a little."

I clenched my fingers, unable to speak.

Sister Tiantian stuck out her tongue and repeated: "You can't tell him, I'm going to be in bad luck."

When we walked out of the mall, Tang Hai's car was already parked outside.

Sister Tiantian smiled and opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, saying, "Uncle, you are really the best person in the world, you even came to pick us up. I want my boyfriend to learn from you!"

Tang Hai said, "It's just on the way."

He looked at the big and small bags in Sister Tiantian's hand, then glanced at me again: "Why didn't you buy anything?"

Just as I was about to speak, Sister Tiantian spoke first: "That's right! There is a dress that looks great on her, but she just doesn't buy it. I said that we, Mu Yi, are diligent and thrifty, and whoever gets married will be blessed, right? ?”

Of course, Tang Hai would not answer this kind of question.

Sister Tiantian finally got out of the car, and before she left, she did not forget to flatter Tang Hai: "Uncle, you are so kind, I want to call on the whole family to find you a beautiful woman to be my aunt."

Tang Hai glanced at her without emotion, and she ran away happily.

The car was still parked, and in the rearview mirror, he raised his chin at me, and I consciously moved to the co-pilot and sat down.

At the intersection ahead, the car turned a corner, turned around, and drove backwards.

I was a little confused: "Where are we going? This doesn't seem to be the way home."

Tang Hai said lightly: "Go and buy yourself a skirt."

My heartbeat seemed to pause, and I turned to look at Tang Hai.

And he still had no expression on his face, just focusing on the traffic ahead.

Skirts are not actually the clothes of the season.

It's a suspender style, with thin shoulder straps, and the skirt is made of silk fabric, which sticks down softly, and it seems to be foggy when walking.

Very pretty, with a touch of s*x appeal somewhere between a girl and a woman.

When I was trying on the dress again in the fitting room, I heard the clerk chatting with Tang Hai: "When your girlfriend wore it just now, we said it was very suitable. What is that word called, pure desire."

Didn't hear Tang Hai's answer.

As if a huge secret had been revealed, I panicked and put on the skirt in a hurry.

Opening the curtain door, blushing, "He's not my boyfriend, he's my uncle."

Tang Hai was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, I am her uncle."

The clerk was taken aback for a moment, then changed the subject cleverly, and pushed me to stand in front of the mirror: "Let me just say this dress looks good on you, right?"

I obediently turned left and right and cooperated with the clerk to put on my hat and change my leather shoes...

Then he was pushed in front of Tang Hai by the clerk: "Look, she fits well!"

Tang Hai was answering the phone and raised his head when he heard the words.

He seemed to be a little absent-minded, and he didn't answer what he said on the phone.

I was a little uneasy by his gaze, and called him hesitantly: "Uncle?" Tang Hai finally smiled: "It's beautiful, she's a big girl."

After speaking, he didn't look at me again, he briefly answered the questions on the phone and went straight to the cashier to pay the bill.

On the way back, he was exceptionally silent.

He has never been a talkative person, but since I finished trying on clothes, he has become very reticent.

Obviously, it was normal before buying clothes...

Of course, I don't think he would care about the little money for the clothes, but I don't know the reason, so I dare not ask him.

The car finally stopped downstairs at my house. I got out of the car and said goodbye politely: "Uncle, see you tomorrow."

He paused for a moment, and only said, "Go up."

I took the elevator upstairs and somehow didn't open the door, just looked down the hallway window.

But he saw Tang Hai's car was still parked below. He leaned against the car, and the red light of a little cigarette between his fingers went out.

For five-ten minutes, he still maintained that posture.

It was very cold and windy outside, so I couldn't help but send him a message: Uncle, haven't you left yet?

There was probably a notification sound, so he took out his phone to look at it, and then quickly turned off the screen.

He didn't reply me but got into the car, and the silver-white car disappeared into the invisible night.

I held the window railing blankly for a long time before I felt the cold in my palm.