Chapter Ninety-Five: Favoritism
He used to toss and turn like that, but now, he can only be a part of the warmth and preparation that he puts on his chest.
He only needs to remember that in his youth in white clothes, it is enough to have such a beautiful and vivid girl who lived in his heart.
From now on, in his life, there is only the little monster who shows his teeth and claws in front of outsiders, but is well-behaved and obedient in front of himself.
That little monster! The thought of it makes me feel sweet.
"Brother, Nanmen Zhen is hiding, I can't find him anywhere," Song Lu looked up at him, and her voice was uncontrollable sadness.
"It's hiding, that's good, why don't you try it too, can you find him for five years," Song Jialao said indifferently.
Song Lu suddenly had a feeling of betrayal and separation, her brother was obviously her brother.
Why are you favoring Nanmen Zhen?
glared at Song Jialao dissatisfiedly, and the words he said in Song Jialao's ear on tiptoe successfully enriched his expression.
"Really? ...... you mean," Song Jialao asked excitedly.
"Shh," Song Lu made a silent gesture towards him, "I'll go find Nanmen Zhen now and tell her about it," he said and quickly ran away, "Brother, I bet that I will definitely find Nanmen Zhen in less than five days, and then spend many, many years with him all the time." ”
Song Jialao stood in place, half a loud sound, and then came back to his senses, "He actually became an uncle, Xiaoyu's little milk bag should be as sticky and cute as Xiaoyu's when he was young!"
Did he really want to see her soon?
***
It rained in the early morning.
After the heat has faded.
It looks extraordinarily refreshed.
Old Town.
Separated by a wall.
But it separates everything into two extreme worlds.
Behind the fence are towering buildings that take in the clouds.
Commercial streets, walking paths, entertainment venues, high-end venues for dining.
It is a must-have place for everyone to eat, drink and be merry.
In front of the wall, however, are retro courtyard houses.
With an antique feel.
Small bridges and flowing water.
It is all glitz and restlessness that fades, and what flows is peace and tranquility.
The early morning wind blows.
At the entrance of the courtyard, the thick plane tree Song rattled.
Under the gazebo in the courtyard.
Man in wheelchair.
Dressed in black clothes and black pants, his pale face reflected the beautiful and delicate face.
The surrounding scene was also gloomy.
Looking up in silence, he looked at the purple and red flowers that were blooming in the garden not far away.
The fingers placed on the sides of the wheelchair tapped gently.
Look at the door from time to time.
Leaked his absent-mindedness.
A young nurse not far behind him.
Seeing such a handsome man with melancholy.
The young cheeks couldn't help but redden.
She was a few days ago.
Someone found me.
Because of the special status of personal caregivers, most of them receive jobs.
They are all about taking care of the elderly who are seriously ill or dying.
It's rare to meet a young man like Mr. Lu.
Although she was a nurse hired by his assistant.
But most of the time, she didn't need to take care of him at all.
Because Mr. Lu in addition to eating and sleeping.
Most of the time I was in a silent daze.
From early morning to dusk.
As long as it was a fine day, he sat in the courtyard and looked in an unknown direction.
But she could always see the word waiting in his eyes.
She didn't know who he was waiting for.
may make an excellent man like Mr. Lu wait.
How happy and lucky people should be.
After guessing, he sighed slightly.
Slowed down and walked over and stood behind him.
Grip the handle of the wheelchair.
"Mr. Lu, it's time for breakfast," even his voice deliberately slowed down a little.
Most of the time.
She was afraid that her recklessness would disturb the quiet man.
Nanmen Zhen let out a very light "en".
The blanket on the chest slipped off.
The young nurse carefully pulled him up.
When I looked up, I realized that they were so close.
Peng Peng's beating heart made her lose her mind.
"Mr. Lu, my name is Mary. ”
Before Mary could react, she walked in.
Nanmen Zhen, who was drinking porridge, saw the person who appeared at the door, and the hand holding the spoon trembled, and the spoon almost fell to the ground.
It was quickly back to normal.
Don't come to the face bluntly.
She rarely wears bright clothes, but she doesn't know that a bright color like red will bring out her charm, and she looks more and more tender like water.
It's hard to resist.
Glancing at the various side dishes on the table, the woman frowned disapprovingly.
Leaned sideways and said to the person behind him, "Why are they all vegetarian dishes, I want to eat sauce beef, please help me prepare some." ”
In a job and identity like Mary, it is essential to observe words and feelings.
I saw the woman in the red dress sitting opposite Nanmen Zhen.
And since Nanmen Zhen came in, although she didn't even look at her, her whole person looked a lot softer.
There is no intention of refusing her various requests.
I obeyed her arrangement and asked the kitchen to prepare the beef sauce.
When he appeared on the table again with the beef, he found that Nanmen Zhen's small bowl of porridge had not been drunk for more than half of it.
And the woman's cheeks, her fingers with bright red nail polish kept tapping on the tabletop.
His eyes stared at the man who was drinking porridge in small sips across from him.
Inadvertently, a person who lowered his head found that the woman with a high-heeled sandal on the opposite side of the dining table stretched her feet to Nanmenzhen's calf.
The gentle grinding action made Nanmen Zhen's face difficult to see in an instant.
"Thanks, you can go and get busy," the woman picked up a piece of beef and took a bite into it.
Then he handed the remaining half to Nanmenzhen's mouth, "You can taste it too, it's delicious." ”
Nanmen Zhen pursed her lips tightly and did not open her mouth.
After raising his eyes and glancing at the person in front of him, he quickly lowered his eyes again.
"Miss, Mr. Lu is only a vegetarian," Mary was encouraged by Nanmen Zhen's downward gaze.
Be bold and remind.
After finishing speaking, Song Lu chuckled, "I am his wife, so I naturally know that he is only a vegetarian, and it is not your turn to be reminded," the eyebrows were full of disdain and coldness.
Mary's eyes were red, and when she went to look at Nanmenzhen, she found that he was still with his head down, looking like he didn't care about himself.
A hint of a smile that was concealed by the action of drinking porridge still fell into her eyes without surprise.
"Although I am a subordinate and do not have the gold you gave birth to, but Mr. Lu is now under my care, and I have the obligation to remind you that those things are not good for him, and those things are harmful to him," Mary looked pitifully at Nanmen Zhen, who was always silent.
In her opinion, although a woman like Song Lu is beautiful, she is just a woman who hooks up with men and does not do her job properly by virtue of her looks.
All her swaggering and self-acquainted self-mastery of herself as a hostess is just directing and acting herself.
"It seems that in front of this capable nurse beauty, I have become a complete villain, Nanmen Zhen, if you don't eat this piece of beef, this beauty will think that I want to harm you?" Song Lu got up, leaned into Nanmen Zhen's arms, and sat on his lap.
He handed it over with a piece of beef.
The sudden force made Nanmen Zhen, who was not prepared at all, lean forward unconsciously, and almost hit Song Lu's waist on the table.
He hurriedly stretched out his hand to subconsciously protect it.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Song Lu hanging from the corners of his eyebrows, and his charming posture made his body unstoppably hot.
Hurriedly turned his face away.
"You go down first, I'll call you if necessary," Nanmen Zhen said in a deep voice, ignoring Mary's reddened eyes.
Mary held back her tears for a long time, and she couldn't control it anymore, and she fell straight down.
Nanmen Zhen turned a blind eye and opened her mouth to bite the beef that Song Lu had sandwiched.
The eyebrows that looked flat hid a deep ecstasy.
Only he knew that the woman in front of him, at this moment, even if it was poison, he would not hesitate to open his mouth and swallow it.
This woman, he really loves her miserably.
But she was afraid that she would leave him again.
That uneasiness and panic tormented all his vivid factors.
Therefore, he could only let himself refuse her calmly and coldly.
will get the most desired eternity.
***
The view of the quadrangle.
Relaxation and tranquility.
It's easy to feel the chic years of tranquility.
During the afternoon nap, Nanmen Zhen lay on the chaise longue under the gazebo.
After lying down for a while, I fell asleep peacefully.
Ji Xuanwen was right, his body was really extremely weak.
Drowsiness and paleness made Song Lu fall into a long period of self-blame.
Lying on his side in a hammock opposite the recliner, he didn't feel sleepy.
Afternoon winds.
Blowing slowly.
It's like telling a love song that can never be sung.
Wonderful is not like words.
Stick out your fingers.
Copying the sleeping Nanmen Zhen's beautiful eyebrows.
There was more than a throbbing that overflowed his heart, and he laughed out loud.
Simply, he got out of the hammock and nestled directly into Nanmenzhen's arms.
Looking at him so closely, I realized that this man was good at seeing fouls.
A thin ray of light shrouded around him like some kind of light.
Mysterious and sexy.
Song Lu couldn't hold back.
Leaned gently towards his imprisoned lips.
The shallow breath carries the breath that belongs to the memory of Nanmenzhen.
Little by little, it seeped into her mouth.
devouring her soul.
Time is very light, but Song Lu finds that her heart is heavy enough.
Be happy and satisfied.
Filled with heaviness.
There is one person in this world who can make her love so crazy and desperate.
In this world, the years are quiet, and that's probably the case.
It is enough to have him.
Reaching out to smooth the clothes on her shoulders, he chuckled, "Mary, yes, if I'm right, Mr. Lu, he probably doesn't even remember your name, so you're delusional." ”
"I didn't," Mary's face changed.
Then he denied it.
"There is no best, you can leave tomorrow morning, Nanmen Zhen is my husband, it is my responsibility to take care of him, and I will give you double your salary according to the salary of the contract period," Song Lu gestured casually, but the words he said were very intimidating.
"The person who invited me here is Mr. Lu, and she can only have the final say on letting me leave," Mary replied unceremoniously, "It's really rare for couples to have different rooms at night." ”
The whispered ridicule before leaving naturally fell into Song Lu's ears.
Suddenly felt angry.
I stood there for a while, and finally, I couldn't bear it anymore.
Throw away the towel in your hand.
Rushed out of the room and began to slam the door of Nanmenzhen's room vigorously.
All day long, she took the initiative to become like that.
Nanmen Zhen still looked like she was ignoring her.
She said for a long time, and he either didn't answer, or just gave a soft 'um'.
Now even a subordinate has come to laugh at himself.
Nanmenzhen, who had just fallen asleep for a short time, heard a knock on the door.
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