Chapter 33: Really sad or delusional to win sympathy, huh?
Like a movie that was playing was pressed the pause button, Jiang Zhouman was stunned in place, motionless.
The extremely impactful picture made a trace of bitterness spread from her heart to her whole body, almost swallowing her, she desperately endured, her eyes still trembling uncontrollably.
Lu Huaishen, how can he ......
She struggled in her heart, slowly turned around and looked at the second floor, and saw Lu Huaishen carrying Jiang Ruo into the bedroom.
It was his bedroom.
Blame her for being too naΓ―ve, they all live together, isn't it natural to sleep together?
Lu Huaishen's voice came from the bedroom, he was calling someone to arrange for a doctor to come over, his voice couldn't hear joy and anger, just like him, she would never be able to guess his emotions.
Jiang Zhouman's heart was cold, and he moved his throat, he obviously said that Jiang Ruo was not comparable to her in the last second, could it be that she misunderstood something?
She looked blankly at the room, as if she was in two different worlds from those two people.
She didn't know how she walked out of the door, the cool wind blew through the night, and her heart was still wooden, and her emotions were redundant, like a fish in her throat.
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After Lu Huaishen hung up the phone, he looked at Jiang Ruo who was sleeping on the bed, her face was pale and pale after she had just vomited, and now her face had returned to her ruddy color.
He said that her complexion looked too good to be normal, and she was about to burn into a fireball.
Lu Huaishen reached out and probed her forehead again, Jiang Ruo's fever was already too high, coupled with the temperature of the man's palm, which made her feel even more uncomfortable, and she couldn't accurately express her dissatisfaction in the coma, so she could only dial his hand.
However, she couldn't exert her strength at all, and her 'wave' action was weak, and the back of her hand touched Lu Huaishen's wrist and hung aside.
Lu Huaishen looked at her tightly twisting her thin eyebrows, looking bitter and hateful, her lips were blistering and squirming slightly, he didn't know what he was whispering, he listened attentively, and it took a long time to hear what she said was: "Hot, go away......"
Lu Huaishen snorted, and deliberately put his big palm on her forehead again, and sure enough, her brows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and suddenly she didn't know where the strength came from, and she lifted his wrist.
"Roll ......"
The word 'roll' is extremely clear, Lu Huaishen's face turned cold, and he threatened: "Say it again." β
Although Jiang Ruo was in a coma, he was aware of the outside world, and she could hear Lu Huaishen's words, but in her confusion, she thought she was dreaming, and thought about how he was cold to herself just now, and the words he said were so hurtful, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, relying on her dreams, she could have no scruples, she sniffed, "Lu Huaishen ......"
Lu Huai listened to her muttering his name suddenly, and unconsciously raised his eyebrows, the wrinkled nose made him slightly stunned, curious about what she was going to say, so he leaned down and approached her.
Then he heard her say the second half of the sentence was, "I'll let you get out of ......."
Lu Huaishen's face was not good-looking at that time, so he reached out and pinched her face, twisting it a little harder, and Jiang Ruo screamed in a daze.
Only then did Lu Huaishen let go of his hand, stretched out his hand and flicked it on her face, and snorted: "You deserve to die." β
After speaking, he stared at his fingertips again, as if there was still a soft touch brought by her skin, and he hummed in disgust: "There are no two taels of meat." β
Jiang Ruo on the bed was silent.
After the doctor came, he took his temperature and prepared to hang water, Pei Shao knew that Jiang Ruo was sick, so he specially found a female doctor to come over.
Lu Huaishen asked, "What is the general situation?"
The doctor said: "Persistent high fever, if it is more serious, I am afraid it will cause pneumonia, stomach cold and fasting will only vomit, how long has she not eaten?"
Lu Huai frowned, looked at the woman on the bed and said, "I don't know." β
Doctor: "...... Let's hang up the water first, if there is anything to eat, it is best to clear porridge, and let her eat some when she wakes up. β
Lu Huaishen turned around and went out again to call Pei Shao and ask him to get some food.
Pei Shao is on call 24 hours a day, and it is common to work overtime late at night, and now he has just arrived home, and he has not had time to take off his shoes, and he has to go out to find food for others.
Lu Huaishen was about to hang up the phone, but suddenly remembered something, and added: "Forget it, you call Aunt Wu and ask her to come over now, and I will ask the driver to pick her up." β
Pei Shao was shocked, "Let Aunt Wu spend the night at your house?"
Lu Huaishen was impatient, "Nonsense." β
After hanging up the phone and returning to the room, Lu Huaishen saw the female doctor who wiped Jiang Ruo, and suddenly asked, "Take the liberty of asking, does Doctor Liu know how to cook?"
Dr. Liu pushed down his glasses, smiled embarrassedly and said, "My husband does housework in our family. β
Aunt Wu came over to boil the porridge and dried, Lu Huaishen asked Aunt Wu to rest first, and then call her if she had something.
After a bottle of drip, the doctor also packed his things and prepared to leave after explaining some precautions, "If the fever doesn't go away tomorrow morning, I'll come over again." β
Jiang Ruo slept peacefully, but there was still no sign of waking up.
Lu Huaishen was about to wash and rest, and then he remembered that he habitually carried Jiang Ruo into his room.
He frowned and whispered, "Trouble." β
Then I took a shower and went to the study to deal with some official work, and then found a guest bedroom to get ready to sleep.
Before lying down, I habitually looked for cigarettes and lighters, but I didn't see them, so I turned around and went to the master bedroom to get them.
There was an orange night light at the head of the bed in the master bedroom, and under the hazy and soft light, I saw a head shrunk in the quilt, revealing half of the face against the pillow.
It feels a little weird that my bed is occupied by a woman.
Lu Huaishen glanced at her, walked to the bedside table on the other side to get a cigarette, subconsciously twisted out a stick and prepared to light it, just put it between his lips and remembered something, so he took it off and clamped it between his fingers.
The bedroom was quiet, and there was no sound when his feet stepped on the carpet, and when Lu Huaishen was about to go out, he vaguely heard a choked voice.
Lu Huaishen turned his head to stare at the man on the bed, his eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he looked even deeper and darker.
He paused for two seconds, changed his mind, and walked towards the bed.
The shallow orange light of the night light floated on her, and the eyelashes and the bridge of her nose left small shadows on her face, and her eyes were closed and soft and soft, but if you looked closely, you could find that the pillow under her face was wet, and there were crystal water stains lying on the bridge of her nose at the corners of her eyes, flowing down her face.
Lu Huai stood beside the bed, slightly locking his thick eyebrows, and his heavy gaze seemed to be observing her carefully.
After a while, Jiang Ruo was still crying silently, like an open faucet, and he couldn't turn it off.
Lu Huaishen spoke, like a threat, but not like a threat, low and shallow, "It's almost time to go." β
Jiang Ruo suddenly sobbed lowly, Lu Huai's deep eyebrows tightened, and he reached out and brushed her cheeks with his fingertips, and his fingertips were suddenly stained with a warm wetness.
"What right do you have to cry? are you really sad or are you delusional to gain sympathy, huh?" he asked in a low voice, staring down at her, not sparing a trace of expression on her face.
Jiang Ruo seemed to be crying more and more, and he felt like he couldn't breathe, and the quilt blocked his nose again, and he couldn't breathe, looking very uncomfortable.
Lu Huaishen stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt down, revealing her entire face, and a few strands of hair were wet with tears and sweat, sticky to her forehead and the side of her face.
The more Lu Huaishen looked at her, the more he couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart.
Suddenly leaned over to the side of her face, straightened her body, let her face herself, and said with a gloomy face: "Didn't you just be quite horizontal, why are you pretending to be pitiful now?"
This time, there was not even a sound of sobbing in response to him.
Lu Huaishen closed his eyes, feeling that he was simply sick when he was dealing with her, straightened up, caught a glimpse of her slightly pursed lips, and somehow remembered what she said: I don't want to talk to you.
He didn't pay much attention to what kind of tone she was in at the time, and he can't remember much now, similar to a child who has been bullied, and he wants to go home to find his mother.
Jiang Ruo's mobile phone at the head of the bed broke the silence and rang sharply, Lu Huaishen looked at it and hung up.
However, as he said, the sister and brother are the same, stubborn, and they don't give up and fight again.
Lu Huaishen answered, "It's me." β
Cheng Xiao was stunned when he heard Lu Huaishen's voice, and suddenly said angrily: "It's you again!"
"Yes, why are you again?" Lu Huaishen walked out of the door and asked rhetorically about his words.
"What about my sister?" Cheng Xiao's tone was very impulsive.
Lu Huaishen said angrily: "Is she your sister or your mother, are you looking for it all day long?"
Cheng Xiao felt that Lu Huaishen was simply shameless, "Don't care who she is to me, it's not yours anyway, give me the phone." β
"She fell asleep when she was sick," Lu Huai said casually: "What is it that is not mine, as long as her name is still on my marriage certificate, she is my wife, one by one, children must learn to be polite, do you know?"
Cheng Xiao suppressed his anger in a low voice, "You are really thick-skinned with the surname Lu, what a bullshit wife, I think you treat her as an enemy." Don't let me know you're bullying her, or I won't let you go. β
After hearing this, Lu Huaishen slowly put away his smile, and his tone was still unhurried, "I want to know why you don't let me go." β
"The days will always be long, let's see. Cheng Xiao hung up the phone after speaking.
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Physically and psychologically overwhelmed, Jiang Ruo was a dream overnight, this dream was like a marquee in her life, and every scene was as real as yesterday.
The good old days seemed to have been completely stripped away, and all she could see was pain.
For example, the aunt and the uncle quarreled because they were in debt, completely forgetting the love and harmony when the days were good, Cheng Dong came back drunk, lost his temper at home, slapped his aunt, and smashed all the pots and pans to the ground, Cheng Dong, who was not yet ten years old, was not afraid at all, and stood aside without saying a word.
Another example is that after the accident at home, her grades plummeted, and she was reluctantly admitted to the provincial key high school, even if she entered the key class, it was the tail of the crane, and the first year of high school was not divided into arts and sciences, she was seriously biased, and she scored 37 points in the first final exam physics, and was threatened by the head teacher to call her parents.
Because of family changes, her personality has also become taciturn and unsociable, and her classmates always look at her with a bit of inquiry. The love letters that the male classmates stuffed into her desk were read aloud by the girls in the same class in front of the whole class during recess.
And her unmoved attitude made the male classmates who originally admired him maliciously talk about her behind her back.
She dreamed that she was at Jiang Qiying's birthday banquet, her first dress, a smoke-pink half-backless trailing long skirt, this kind of outfit made her feel awkward, walking crookedly with high heels, and after Jiang Qiying saw some people, she had to hide and sit in the rest area on the side.
She pounded her tense calves, and saw that not far away, Jiang Ji and a tall man were standing together and talking, and suddenly turned his gaze to her, and raised his chin at her, and she saw that his mouth was saying something 'little village girl'.
Then the man turned his head to look at her, his gaze calm but sharp, and a single glance made her blush, and she got up with her head bowed, and walked away with the funny hem of her dress.
She felt embarrassed at the thought that she had become a joke and was mentioned to him by Jiang Ji.
Later, she saw Cheng Dong being pushed into the crematorium, and saw Jiang Qiying lying on the hospital bed as if he was lifeless.
When he opened his eyes, Jiang Ruo's heart was suddenly in a mood, as if he was still immersed in a dream, to be precise, he should be immersed in the past, and he almost couldn't get out.
She adapted to the darkness in front of her, and when her eyes could see and her thinking was back on track, she remembered everything that happened last night, she touched the quilt under her palm, and looked at everything around her, and suddenly found that she was in Lu Huaishen's bed.
Jiang Ruo turned on the light, the room was quiet, and after making sure that there was no one else inside, he sat up dizzily, reached out and touched his forehead, and finally the fever subsided.
She had just swallowed her throat, and her throat was itchy, causing her to cough.
The door was suddenly pushed open, Jiang Ruo's cough froze, and looked at the door, Lu Huaishen came in in a gray nightgown, his short hair was a little messy, obviously he had just gotten up.
I changed the bed last night, the mattress in the guest room was so soft that Lu Huai was sleeping, and his mood was gloomy, he looked at the sleepy-eyed woman on the bed, and stabbed her: "You sleep comfortably." β
Jiang Ruo stared at him without saying a word, Lu Huaishen's words still sounded in her ears last night, she paused for two seconds, she didn't answer him, but she lifted the quilt and got off the bed, didn't take two steps, and felt as if something was wrong.
As soon as he looked up, he found that Lu Huaishen was staring at his chest, his eyes were slightly dark, Jiang Ruo followed his line of sight and looked down, and suddenly his face was like a cooked shrimp.
She said that there was something wrong, it turned out to be empty in front of her, two points protruding under the thin silk underwear, and even the size of two plum blossoms could be seen under the white slightly transparent fabric.
Jiang Ruo's brain buzzed, raised his hand to protect his own cunning, and turned around on the bed to look around, who took off her underwear!
Jiang Ruo was like an ant on a burning pot, flustered, and the more panicked, the more his hands trembled.
Suddenly, a voice behind her reminded her, "On the sofa." β
Jiang Ruo saw that next to the pillow of the sofa, there was a light blue lace thin cover, and the sofa happened to be next to Lu Lu Huaishen.
Jiang Ruo didn't dare to raise his eyes at all, and walked there stubbornly, and every time he took a step closer to him, the more he wanted to find a hole to get into.
Walking in front of Lu Huaishen, she grabbed her things and strode out.
Before leaving, she heard Lu Huaishen casually joking with a cool smile: "What are you shy, you still think you are a little girl." β
Jiang Ruo turned around with his arms folded and looked at him angrily, "You don't feel comfortable not talking?"
Lu Huaishen's face was calm, "Well, it's much more comfortable to say it." β
Jiang Ruo was so angry that he couldn't do it, but his skin was not thick enough, his cheeks were hot, and he even spoke like a coquettish person who wanted to refuse and welcome.
When he appeared at the door just now, Jiang Ruo's heart was obviously full of hatred and anger, thinking about how to suppress him first in terms of momentum.
Now it's not like it's momentum, and it doesn't even sound like your own voice when you speak.
She turned around uncomfortably and entered the guest bedroom.
After washing, he changed his clothes and came out with his bag, and collided with Lu Huaishen, who was already dressed like a human, Jiang Ruo had calmed down, pretending to be nothing, and passed in front of Lu Huaishen with a wooden face.
was grabbed by Lu Huaishen's arm, "Are you losing your temper with me?"
He seemed to be smiling, but his tone was sharp, and his dark gaze gave people invisible oppression.
Jiang Ruo didn't squint, and smiled after listening, his sick voice was hoarse and magnetic: "I'm old, how can I be qualified to play temper with you, I'm not Jiang Zhouman." β
Jiang Ruo hit back with what he had said.
The smile on Lu Huaishen's face gradually stopped, "You can play tricks in front of me, it seems that the illness is almost better." Now that it's okay, quickly pack up your things and leave. β
Jiang Ruo was stunned.
Lu Huai sneered, "What, have you forgotten what you said? Didn't you say that you want to make room for me?" After speaking, he paused, and then said: "There is a woman at home who often sways in front of me without underwear, and I don't dare to guarantee that I will not do anything hungry." β
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at her.
"Don't say you don't want to go hungry, and I don't want to be wronged. Jiang Ruo didn't open his eyes, didn't hold back, and raised his hand to cover his own cunning.
"Don't you want to wronged yourself and still drill into my house every day?" Lu Huaishen looked at her movements, and his tone was disdainful, "Just a few taels of meat, what to cover." β
After saying that, he went straight downstairs.
Jiang Ruo was so angry that his face was expressionless, and when he went downstairs, he found that Aunt Wu had already made breakfast, and she was serving a bowl of porridge and placing it opposite the place where Lu Huai was sitting.
Seeing that she was leaving, Aunt Wu beckoned, "Miss Jiang, eat something and then leave." β
Jiang Ruo refused and said, "No need, I'll have something to do later." β
"What is important to the body, you have been on an empty stomach for a day and two nights, how can you eat, last night the doctor said that you should eat when you wake up." β
After last night, Jiang Ruo felt that looking at Lu Huaishen's face, she might not have an appetite.
In the two seconds she hesitated, Lu Huaishen had already spoken slowly, "If she wants to go, let her go, and I won't care about her if she dies outside." β
When Jiang Ruo heard his words, he cleared his eyes and said, "Don't worry, whether I live or die, I won't let you be distracted any more." β
After she finished speaking, she paced over and sat down at the dining table, why should she embarrass her body because of him?
Lu Huaishen looked at her holding the spoon, drank porridge in small sips, leaned back on the chair leisurely, and said, "Don't you want to eat?"
Jiang Ruo swallowed a mouthful of white porridge, licked his lower lip, smiled at him and said, "The body is the capital of the revolution, if I have a case, how can I spend it with you?"
"It's better that you're still sick, half-dead, and this mouth isn't so annoying. β
Lu Huaishen had just finished speaking, remembering that she still said something to let him go, and suddenly his face was not good, and he glanced at her coldly.
Jiang Ruo felt that the gaze above his head was like a torch, and when he raised his eyes, he saw him staring at her with a calm face, and he was silent, and he cursed in his heart.
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