In the evening, it gets darker than usual, perhaps because there is no sun all day. Ling Junying's mood was also even more gloomy, she hoped that Le Zhengyu would come back today, or he would really come back later. She took the fruit knife on the table, studied it repeatedly, and then stretched out her left finger and cut it with the fruit knife, she twisted her face in pain, and the blood continued to drip on the carpet.

"What's wrong with you? The maid was shocked when she found out, and hurriedly brought a medicine box to help her treat her wounds.

"I can do it myself, you don't care, hurry up and prepare dinner, you have to cook the dishes that my husband likes to eat, don't rub it in. Ling Junying endured the pain and commanded coldly.

Looking at her in amazement, the maid felt that her expression was indescribable, she put down the medicine box, and went to the kitchen in wonder. Ling Junying opened the medicine box and began to treat her wounds indiscriminately, and finally clumsily bandaged a large lump of gauze on her hand, and blood was still oozing from the gauze.

When I was an hour, the maid put all the prepared dishes on the table, and the dinner was very rich, all of which were made according to Le Zhengyu's preferences. Ling Junying put a bouquet of fresh roses in the middle of the table, and there were candles around it, this candlelight dinner was her surprise to Le Zhengyu. Sending away the servants, she turned off all the lights, lit the candles, and in the dim candlelight she sat alone at the table and waited.

The night was so deep, there was not even a moon on a cloudy night, and I don't know how long she waited, so long that she fell asleep on the table. Suddenly, a thunderclap woke Ling Junying from her restless sleep, and she subconsciously shouted, "Zhengyu, you're back." But he found that it was dark all around, the candles had long been burned, and the people who were waiting did not know where.

She was so hurt and sad that she forgot to be afraid in the middle of the night, and she even forgot to turn on the light. Ling Junying shed tears and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Hehe...... Haha, how ridiculous, I tried to please you, asked the servant to prepare a table of dishes, I thought that when you came back, I said that I cooked it myself, but why didn't you go home?

The thunder grew louder and louder, but not a drop of rain fell, and the air was so dull that it was almost suffocating. Ling Junying was almost desperate in frustration, she got up and walked back to the bedroom like this, and collapsed on the bed exhausted.

The next day, Ling Junying didn't go downstairs until more than ten o'clock in the morning, her face was pale and her dark circles were very heavy, but it was conceivable that she didn't sleep at all in the second half of the night. When the servant saw her up, he said, "I poured all the dishes on the table yesterday, and you didn't eat any of them?"

Sitting on the sofa in the living room without much energy, Ling Junying whispered back: "Just make some white porridge, I don't have much appetite." ”

"Your wound needs to be re-treated, you see the blood on the gauze is black, change it. The servant said with concern.

Glancing at the door, Ling Junying chuckled and said, "No need, it's good like this." She found it ironic that the person she should care about was not there.

After a day of confusion and decadence at home, Ling Junying has been sitting on the sofa in the living room, not even bothering. There was the sound of the car braking outside, and she turned her head to listen sluggishly, but suddenly reacted, sat up straight, and straightened her messy hair. Then Le Zhengyu really came back, she was very happy, and immediately got up to greet her and said, "You're back, have you eaten?" ”

The miserable gauze wrapped in her hand was quickly discovered by Le Zhengyu, who grabbed her hand and asked, "How did your hand hurt, is it serious?"

Seeing his concerned expression, Ling Junying's face was not red and she said breathlessly: "Yesterday I thought you would go home, so I cooked myself, but I was too stupid and cut my hand when I cut vegetables." ”

Le Zhengyu felt uncomfortable and felt guilty, so he began to find an excuse to explain: "I was going to come back, but the company was suddenly delayed, and I just signed a new project, and the customer insisted that I go to socialize." I'm sorry, but if I knew you made dinner, I would definitely be back, you see I'll be back after work today. ”

Everything was a lie made up, he didn't even dare to look himself in the face when he spoke, and his eyes were so flustered. But it doesn't matter, why don't you lie too often? Ling Junying clearly knew that Le Zhengyu was not telling the truth, but he was willing to lie to himself like this, at least it showed that he still cared, just like he tried his best to deceive him.

So Le Zhengyu can spend his time to deceive himself, Ling Junying also feels very happy, she said gently: "I know everything, I am very happy if you can move back, don't blame yourself." ”

Pulling her to sit down and taking the medicine box, Le Zhengyu chuckled and said, "I'll help you re-bandage it." ”

The dinner was still so rich, this time I didn't have to wait until midnight, there was no successful plan yesterday, and today it was the same. At the table, Ling Junying kept putting vegetables for Le Zhengyu, "Eat more, it's all what you like to eat, yesterday ...... I made a lot of it yesterday, but unfortunately you didn't eat it. When he said this, Le Zhengyu could only eat all the dishes in the bowl with a face.

"Okay, don't keep clipping it to me, you can eat more yourself, your face is so bad, make up for it, don't just do what I love in the future." Le Zhengyu reluctantly admonished.

Ling Junying was very happy to hear him say that he cared about herself, she stood up and said, "I remembered that there was still a soup in the kitchen, the maid should have forgotten it, I specially instructed it, I will go and bring it out." Without waiting for him to react, he went to the kitchen on his own.

As soon as it was brought out, when she was about to reach the table, she shook her hand and knocked over the soup, and cried bitterly: "My hand hurts so much." I saw that the new gauze was full of her blood, it should be too hot, and my hand was strained again.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry about this, just call the maid to clean it up, and I'll help you take care of your wounds. Le Zhengyu pulled her to the bedroom.

"It's not too serious, just bandage it. Ling Junying said a little weakly, no matter how you say this injury, she deliberately made it out.

Ignoring her opinion, Le Zhengyu said solemnly: "You should also be cautious about minor injuries, in case of inflammation, you have to go to the hospital." Also, you can't touch the water for the time being, pay attention when you take a bath, otherwise take a rubber glove and wear it, it's safer. ”

Listening to his chattering advice, Ling Junying was stunned, and suddenly she was moved and felt very warm. She couldn't help but stretch out her uninjured hand and wanted to caress Le Zhengyu's face, but he was startled and subconsciously wanted to hide. But seeing her pale face, he stood up without a trace and said, "There is not enough gauze, I'll go downstairs and look for it." "Almost deserted.

"If we can stay together like this, can we grow old together?" she asked, her hand frozen in mid-air, as she turned to his fleeing back.