Forget it, Chen Jing compromised.

Everyone is an individual and has their own unique ideas. Troubles and troubles all have other things to worry about.

Even if it's a friend, it's not like he can point fingers at him and comment.

"Ah, stretch out your hand to show me. Chen Jing gently patted the empty sofa beside him.

Lu Shen glanced at him in the group, didn't say anything, sat quietly on the sofa opposite him, stretched out his arm, and exposed his wrist.

"There was a slight pain, and I couldn't use my strength. Lu Shen told about his physical condition.

Chen Jing's cold fingers landed on the joints of his wrists, gently moving upwards and rubbing them slowly.

"Are you better?" he asked, looking up.

After a massage, it was indeed more comfortable than at first, but the bones under the skin still hurt a little.

Lu Shen nodded and withdrew his arm, "It's much better than just now." ”

"If you have a musculoskeletal injury, you need to rest more and try to take less heavy things. ”

With these words, Chen Jing's eyes fell on the stack of books on the coffee table.

The lip flaps closed one by one, without making a sound. Isn't it good to be interesting, Chen Jing complained to himself in his heart.

The air pressure in the living room became solemn, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

"After you left in the morning, Yan Qingyin also left, and I changed my clothes and thought about going to the bookstore. Halfway through, I saw a man moving towards Yan Qingyin and Feng Yuanyuan, and I blocked it out of help. ”

Lu Shen sat there and slowly talked about what he had encountered in the morning.

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, staring at Lu Shen with a dull gaze, "Ah Zhen." ”

"Just to tell you about the situation. ”

After saying that, Chen Jing was a little disappointed in himself, he felt that he didn't know Lu Zhen too well.

How could he be decadent, the zombie had a chance to hold the scalpel, he turned around and ran to create. There are no less than ten serialized and finished books, but as long as he is in a profession, there is nothing he can't do.

Chen Jing slapped his head in annoyance, and looked at Lu Zhen with self-reproach, "I'm sorry." ”

"What a thing. Lu Shen snorted, not caring, "What kind of apology for no reason, what, do you still want me to thank you specifically?"

"It's not. Chen Jing was disturbed by his words, and couldn't think of what to reply for a while. meteor

Lu Shen unbuttoned his cuffs and got up and walked towards Chen Jing. The palm of his hand fell silently on his shoulder, and he patted it gently, "Okay, don't be so serious." ”

"Ah, I'm really sorry. Chen Jing solemnly bent down and apologized.

They have been friends for more than ten years, and at this moment Chen Jing felt self-blame. When did he become impatient with Lu Chen, or even look down on him?

This feeling is really bad, Lu Wei should be a legend in his heart, and he is his role model. If it weren't for that accident, he would have been a very good doctor by now, and he would have treated many patients.

Chen Jing lowered his head apologetically.

"Fool. Lu Shen put his fist on him, "We are friends, there is nothing to be sorry for." ”

After a pause, Lu Shen reached out and touched Chen Jing's face, "I should thank you." ”

When his life was not easy, he always had his company and care. Even without the protection of the Lu family, he still has Chen Jing's care like a relative.

He put his arms around his neck and put his head under his armpit, "Don't make an example, don't do anything that alienates your feelings." ”

"Hmm. Chen Jing nodded seriously, "Definitely not." ”

Men's friendship is no weaker than that of girls, it's just that they can't express it.

After Chen Jing applied ointment to Lu Chen's bruises, he rushed into the kitchen to prepare dinner for him.

The lights are bright, and the faint smell of rice wafts from the kitchens of every house.

Yan Qingyin wandered downstairs, boringly carrying the flower bed on the side of the road.

To go in, not to go in, to hesitate inwardly. Stooping down on the ground, he reached out and pulled out a delicate flower in the flower bed.

"Enter, do not enter, enter ......"

One petal after another, the petals withered to the ground with a mission. Yan Qingyin looked at the last one, and self-deceived and threw it on the ground with the flower heart.

Forget it, let's wait.

Yan Qingyin pouted and blew the dust on the flower bed, and sat on it.

She hadn't gotten it out yet, and she didn't know if she should go in yet. What's more, Lao Yan didn't call him, and she couldn't go back spinelessly.

As long as she stepped through that door, it meant that she disarmed and surrendered, and she didn't want it.

With resistance in her heart, Yan Qingyin covered her stomach with her hands and insisted on sitting downstairs by the flower bed.

People came and went, and Yan Qingyin lowered his head and lowered his sense of existence.

"Yinyin?" Lao He shouted suspiciously, "It's really you." ”

Lao He stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled her up, "Dead girl, why are you sitting here if you don't go home?"

"Lao He. She was especially powerless to respond.

"I'm going to die. Lao He patted her on the back hard, like a zombie at a young age. It's not a big lump of black, and she's not afraid of scaring the old men and old ladies.

Ignoring the inquiry, Lao He took Yan Qingyin's hand and strode into the unit building.

"Is Lao Yan at home?" Yan Qingyin looked serious.

Lao He didn't look at her, let alone pay attention to her.

"Ding. "The elevator doors opened.

Looking at the familiar house number, Yan Qingyin stood there and refused to move forward.

"Stupid?" Lao He turned his head and glared at her, "Come out quickly, don't be foolish." ”

"You go in first, I'll breathe for a while and then come back ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lao He brute force Yan Qingyin out of the elevator.

The wrist invisibly exuded vigor and strength, and Yan Qingyin wondered if Lao He was deliberately taking the opportunity to teach himself a lesson.

Entering the door, Yan Qingyin probed his brain and looked around. The old banquet is no more, and it seems that she hasn't lost yet.

As soon as the idea came to me, the voice of the old banquet happened to come from the kitchen.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. ”

What does this old banquet mean? The things at the express delivery point have been forgotten? Yan Qingyin is unpredictable.

She stood in front of the shoe closet, staring blankly at the kitchen.

The back of his head hurt, and Yan Qingyin's head stretched forward, "Old He?"

"Didn't you hear what you said?" Lao He scolded, "If you don't help at home, you still want people to serve you after eating and drinking?"

Here it is again, Yan Qingyin lowered his head, and reluctantly accepted Lao He's nagging.

"It's time to eat. ”

The words of the old banquet are timely rain at this moment.

"It's coming. Yan Qingyin agreed enthusiastically, smiling at Lao He without face or skin, "I'm going to wash my hands." ”

Lao He didn't even look at her, and walked to the restaurant with his feet up.

Today's dining table is extraordinarily rich, and some of it is Yan Qingyin's favorite food.

Lao He pulled out a chair and sat there, circled around, and looked up at Lao Yan.

"The girl is not happy today, you will not say a word for a while. Lao Yan said seriously.

Lao He rolled his eyes angrily, but still agreed, "I know, long-winded." ”

All this happened to be heard clearly by Yan Qingyin who came out of the bathroom in the distance.

Are they thinking about their feelings? Yan Qingyin was a little flustered in her heart.

Since she was a child, she has been very skinny, and Lao Yan and Lao He have always raised her as a son. Coax her, it's impossible.

Yan Qingyin reached out and pinched her thigh.

It hurts, it's all true. She couldn't suppress the excitement and joy in her heart.

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