I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 174 Seaside
Song Cheng stayed in the hospital for more than a week, and when she fully recovered, Hua Zhao took her back to his home.

Although it said it was Hua Zhao's home, it was actually a villa by the sea, and no one lived in it.

Hua Zhao opened the door of the villa, and the furniture inside was covered with a layer of dust. Seeing this scene, he touched the back of his head in embarrassment, turned around and said to Song Cheng, "Why don't you stay in a nearby hotel for a while. Tonight, after I pack up, you will live in again?"

Song Cheng nodded, "Okay, I'll thank you then."

She turned around and went to the beach, the sky was getting late, and more people came to the beach for a walk.

Song Cheng walked by the beach alone, blowing the salty sea breeze, and met several people walking their dogs.

She was in a good mood, and found a clean reef. She sat on it, hugged her knees with her hands, and watched the tide wash the reef near her feet.

"Why should I commit suicide?" Song Cheng said to herself, she really didn't understand why she committed suicide.

In order to clarify this problem, she took out the new mobile phone that Hua Zhao bought her. The previous one, Hua Zhao said that it was damaged by sea water, so she had to buy a new one for her.

In this phone, there is only Hua Zhao's contact information, and even WeChat is not installed, it is just a simple phone call.

Hua Zhao gave it to her, turned on the traffic, and she could surf the Internet.

According to the method in memory, Song Cheng turned on the traffic, then opened the browser, and searched in it, "Why do people commit suicide?"

As a result, there are five reasons, the first is mental illness, the second is traumatic stress, the third is substance use and impulse, the fourth is loss or fear of loss, and the fifth is hopelessness.

In fact, there are several reasons behind it, but Song Cheng thinks that she should be one of the first five.

Mental illness, she doesn't seem to have any mental illness, at least she is still doing well now, with no signs of illness.

Traumatic stress, this is to be determined, she may have it, but she hasn't found that kind of stress happening yet.

The latter one doesn't seem to be suitable for her either, and the last one, desperate, is still a bit possible.

She was thinking about this question when Hua Zhao called, "Hello, Song Cheng, where are you?"

"I'm here..." Song Cheng looked around, and after licking her lips, she said to Hua Zhao, "I don't know where I am, I came to this place just walking, but there are many The reef should be easy to find."

Hearing the word Jiaoshi, Hua Zhao had a clue in his mind, "Don't move there, wait for me to come over."

He hung up the phone.

Song Cheng began to think about another problem. Hua Zhao saved him, why didn't he call the police and hand her over to the police.

She had to ask this question.

After more than ten minutes, Hua Zhao finally found her. He ran all the way, stood in front of her panting, and stretched out his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Song Cheng's mind was full of the question just now, so she had to ask him carefully, "Can I ask you a question?"

She stretched out her hand, and he pulled her up from the rock, and followed behind him. Seeing that he didn't answer, she asked again.

Hua Zhao walked in front of her, with his hands in his pockets, nodded and said, "If you want to ask me something, just ask."

"I want to ask you, you saved me, and now you help me again, will this happen again in the future?"

After thinking about it, she waved her hand again and said, "It's not what you think, I mean, why didn't you hand me over to the police?"

Hearing this question, Hua Zhao thought for a while before replying, "Why didn't you hand over to the police? I am the police."

"Ah?!" Song Cheng quickened her pace, ran up to him, and asked him in shock, "Are you sure, are you really a policeman?"

"determine."

Hua Zhao looked her up and down, and said to himself: "It seems that you are not too stupid, at least you will ask me this question."

"what are you saying?"

"It's nothing."

A gust of sea breeze blew past, Song Cheng felt a chill all over his body, and couldn't help but "hiss".

Hua Zhao turned to look at her, "Is it cold?"

"Oh, it's okay." Another sea breeze blew, Song Cheng changed her words, "Okay, I'm just cold."

"Heh." Hua Zhao looked at her and smiled, took off his coat, and put it on for Song Cheng.

Song Cheng stared blankly at him putting on his clothes, "Thank you, but aren't you cold?"

Hua Zhao turned around, looked indifferent, and said to her, "It's not cold."

"Okay, I believe it." She wrapped her clothes tightly, walked behind him, lowered her head and stepped on footprints one after another.

Hua Zhao took her back to the deserted villa, and the second after Song Cheng left, he suddenly realized.

In fact, as long as the two bedrooms are cleaned up, it will not be too late to clean up the other rooms tomorrow.

The two returned to the villa, Hua Zhao took her to the second floor, pointed to a room on the left side of the stairs and said, "This room is yours, and the one next to it is mine."

"Well, I see." Song Cheng nodded.

Hua Zhao glanced at her, raised his chin, and motioned for her to return his clothes to him.

Song Cheng blinked, and after a while, she understood what he meant, and quickly took off his clothes, "Thank you."

She smiled sheepishly, turned and entered the room.

Hua Zhao frowned, took his clothes and went into the next room, he didn't like others wearing his clothes very much.

He put the clothes in a laundry room and planned to wash the clothes tomorrow.

Song Cheng returned to her room and locked the bedroom door. Her room had a large floor-to-ceiling window, and she could see the seaside scenery.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are blue, which looks very good, so this is the legendary sea view room!
She likes the layout of this room so much, it is simple and generous, and you can see the sea, it is really an excellent room.

Song Cheng opened the address book and called Hua Zhao.

"Beep beep beep beep beep..."

"Hey, it's late at night, don't you sleep?" Hua Zhao yawned, he seemed sleepy.

Song Cheng apologized first, and then thanked him: "Thank you, I like this room so much, and I can still see the sea!"

"You're welcome, as long as you like it. Also, I'm asleep, so don't call me. Use text messages to contact me in the future. I prefer typing."

The other end of the phone was empty for a few seconds, and Song Cheng was about to hang up when Hua Zhao spoke again, warning her: "Song Cheng, I'm warning you, now, immediately, immediately put down the phone and go to sleep, do you hear me?"

When Hua Zhao spoke, he really looked like a police uncle. Song Cheng was a little taken aback, "Oh, good."

She hung up the phone, went back to bed as Hua Zhao said, and immediately closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)