Volume VIII The Past Section 472 Implications
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining, the air conditioner was turned on in the sports car, the back of the car seat was lowered, and Dongfang Wan was lifting her left leg and asking Jiaming to help her remove her flesh-colored stockings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info first aid kit is placed next to it.
"I really don't understand you, such a big person is afraid to go to the hospital......"
"It's not that I'm afraid of whether it's good or not, but I don't want to go, and I don't like the atmosphere of the hospital." Dongfang Wan bared her white teeth, staring at her ankles, as if she was about to call out at any time, "Aren't you a doctor of surgery, this is a small problem, there are so many crooked chirps, can't you do it......"
Jia Ming glanced at her trembling and insisting on raising the bar, and was a little helpless: "It doesn't hurt so much, right?" ā
"It hurts when you touch it, I can't prepare first......"
"I'm really convinced of your ......"
took off her socks in the chatter, Dongfang Wan's fair bare feet were held in Jiaming's hands, and after a simple examination, Jiaming shook his head: "It's not a big problem, it didn't hurt the bones, put a cold compress, I'll give you some medicine, put a bandage, it should be fine." ā
He knew many times more about trauma than the doctors in the hospital, and this small injury was naturally simpler, and when he took a small bag of crushed ice bought from outside and applied a cold compress to her ankle, the sports car fell silent. Dongfang Wan lowered the back of the chair, which was equivalent to lying on her side in the passenger seat, the silk pants on her left foot were tucked up to her knees, her calves were well-proportioned and slender, and the barefoot held in Jiaming's hand was white and delicate, and under the cold compress, the pain gradually decreased, and she also felt a little embarrassed.
Reluctant to go to the hospital for treatment, the atmosphere problem is naturally part of it, small injuries, there is a first-aid kit in the car is also one of the reasons, but subconsciously, let Jiaming treat her injuries, think about it is not without the meaning of intimacy, of course, originally did not think too complicated, she thinks that the modern female surname, everyone is such a good friend, a little contact is nothing - originally thought like this, but at this time quieted down, I felt a little ambiguous atmosphere.
Since I have such a thought in my heart, some messy feelings seem to have sprung up, and the place held by Jiaming is hot, numb, and seems to be a little itchy, probably because the soles of my feet have been touched, thinking like this, the white toes subconsciously moved a few times, and then tensed the instep slightly. At the same time, she also noticed that Jiaming frowned slightly, she should have noticed her movements.
"I suddenly remembered something......" Jiaming's cold compress slowed down.
"W-What?" Dongfang Wan's eyes widened.
"You don't have athlete's foot, do you?"
"Die." Dongfang Wan was already a little nervous in her heart, and she subconsciously waved her legs at this time, and then- "Ah......"
"It's time to hurt the bones......"
Jiaming looked at her and shook his head angrily and amusefully. Dongfang Wan blinked desperately in pain, and it took a long time before she stopped: "You didn't mean it seriously, did you?" There was some weakness in his tone.
In the next cold compress, she didn't dare to mess around again, just felt the ambiguity in the quiet, after the cold compress, the medicinal oil was applied, Jiaming wrapped her ankles in a circle with a bandage, Dongfang Wan lay there quietly for a long time, watching the bandages begin to be wrapped, before she spoke: "Hey, Gu Jiaming, what do you think of me?" ā
Jia Ming wrapped himself in bandages and didn't raise his head: "You have a crush on me?" ā
"You ......" Dongfang Wan's eyes widened for a moment, and then her face turned red, "What, what! ā
"It's nothing." As if it was a normal chatting attitude, Jiaming lowered his head and bandaged it in an orderly manner, and his tone was flat, "I suddenly remembered that a woman asked me this a few years ago, and after a while, she slept with me. ā
"Uh...... Who's that? ā
Jiaming raised his head and glared at her: "Why should I tell you." ā
"It's not okay to be curious, but anyway, it's either Lingjing or Shasha, not to mention pulling it down."
Jia Mingha shrugged his shoulders, and said after a while: "What about you, to be fair, I think it's not bad, the advantages are very prominent, rich, enterprising, and beautiful, the surname is a little direct, but not reckless, but really straightforward, now there are very few people with this surname, although the mouth is bad, but it is really good to friends......"
"Hey!" Dongfang Wan smiled, "My bad mouth is also whether you forced it or not, you are much more moral than me." ā
"Men speak, women don't interject...... Where did I go? ā
Dongfang Wan glared at him angrily: "Bad mouth." ā
"Oh, you have a bad mouth, but you're good to your friends, but even with all these advantages, you can't hide your fatal wounds...... Beauty, you are too principled, whether it is public or private, you are all equally strong, it will be troublesome to have a boyfriend in the future, your desire to control is so strong, it is estimated that he can only be a little man, haha, I really sympathize with him...... By the way, you ask me why the hell is this? ā
"Why am I telling you?"
After the bandage was wrapped, Dongfang Wan returned a tooth for a tooth with an expressionless face, then withdrew her left foot, put on stockings, and did not mention this matter all afternoon.
There was still a long time in that afternoon, Dongfang Wan was rarely busy, and refused to go back, the two went to the boutique to buy shoes, Dongfang Wan originally asked Jiaming to give a reference, but Jiaming stood next to him and refused to give advice: "My aesthetics are messy, I think these are good......" She didn't choose more, and took the double payment account casually, and then the two drove the sports car for a while, and in the evening, Jiaming got the documents that were quickly made, and wanted to send Dongfang Wan home, but Dongfang Wan chose to go to the company, Jia Ming had no choice but to send her over.
"Don't worry about me, Yiting will take care of me, not to mention...... It's a small injury on my foot. ā
said this to Jiaming, but at nine o'clock that night, she returned to the Dongfang Family Villa alone, and when she limped into the living room, Dongfang Lu was watching TV.
"What's wrong?" Dongfang Road's business is in the south, and he should go back to continue to preside over it after coming over for so long, but recently there has been something wrong with Ying Haisheng, there are a lot of changes within Yanhuang Awakening, plus Jiaming is back, and he is going to go to this book recently, and it is estimated that there will be some changes, so he will temporarily stay in Jianghai according to Fang Zhitian's arrangement, and at this time, seeing that his sister was injured and still had some alcohol on her body, he opened his mouth to ask.
"Nothing." Dongfang Wan stood there and looked at her brother with complicated eyes for a while, "My foot is broken." ā
"What's going on? Nothing, right? ā
"I went out shopping with Gu Jiaming in the afternoon, and I met a bag snatcher, and I was pushed, the heel was too high, and that's it, but it was already bandaged, and it wasn't a big problem." She limped over to the couch and sat down.
Dongfang Lu's gaze moved slightly: "Jiaming? ā
"yes." She nodded, glanced at her brother again, and then looked away, not knowing what she was thinking, "That guy ran out to get fake documents, what a mess, heh, got a Cambridge MD diploma...... No one would believe him, but he tied the bandages for me, and you know I don't like to go to the hospital. ā
"Oh, did you meet on the street?"
"I'll go find him." After being silent for a long time, she looked at her brother next to her again, and this time, Dongfang Lu finally noticed it: "What's wrong?" ā
"Dongfang Road, I ask you something, and you have to answer me honestly." Dongfang Wan stretched out her finger, her eyes were cold, "What did you say to him before?" He wasn't allowed to come near me or anything like that. ā
"This ......" Although his sister's tone was stern at this time, Dongfang Lu didn't seem to feel the sense of oppression, he nodded, and thought about it carefully, "I remember a long time ago I seemed to hint once, saying that you are not suitable for her...... Did you confess to him? ā
"Y-You know?"
"Of course I do." The man, who was the elder brother, smiled, "You are my sister after all, I have long felt ...... You are a little interesting to him, although at that time you always said that you hated him, but if you didn't feel for him, how could you hate it like that, even if it was Lei Qing, who was always pestering you, when you talked about it, you didn't care as much as you did about Gu Jiaming. ā
Dongfang Wan looked at him for a while, and finally sighed: "He hinted to me today that he would not accept me. Or am I sensitive...... But that's mostly the case......"
Dongfang Lu nodded.
"Speaking of which, brother, what you like is Ye Lingjing, but she is with Gu Jiaming, in this way, are we considered brothers and sisters?"
"Sort of." Seeing his sister laughing, Dongfang Lu also laughed, "But I don't like it to the point that I have to be together, I just think it's good if we can be together...... But you don't have to be so discouraged, as long as you haven't confessed, there's always a chance. I think in the past few years, these things between men and women, the first to confess is always the most loss, so you must endure it. ā
"I can't stand you for saying this kind of thing again." She laughed unhappily, "Why do you want to imply that we are not suitable for ...... if you say this earlier?"
"Didn't I know your mind at that time, if I had known it earlier, I would have supported you."
āā¦ā¦ Forget it, I'll go take a shower. ā
Dongfang Wan stood up from her seat, and her brother laughed behind her.
"It's a pity that tonight is not the time, when your injuries are healed, find a night and we can get drunk together."
"I'm not your fox friend, even if I fall out of love, I won't drink with you...... Besides, I haven't fallen out of love yet. ā
After a while, when she walked up the stairs and looked back, she could still see the encouraging and comforting smiling face of her brother below. This brother is always like cotton, no matter who he is, he can't be angry with him, but all his positions can still be clear, never follow the crowd, go with the flow, sometimes I'm really envious, but I probably can't change like that.
Going upstairs, back to the room, taking a bath, changing into pajamas and walking out of the bathroom, the moonlight was shining in through the window, and the toy helicopter hanging above the desk cast a black shadow, she sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and looked at the pair of beautiful and slender feet that were close together in the silver moonlight.
The bandage wrapped around it felt like the little feet of an ancient woman, she looked at it quietly, and after a long time, she raised her head, and her eyes, which had always been resolute in everything, became slightly melancholy and confused...... On the same night, on the streets of Tokyo, the heavy rain stopped, and in the humid air, two gunshots tore apart the silence of the night.
On this night, four members of the National Assembly, including Kiyokawa Heiji, were assassinated one after another, becoming the most influential chain murder case in the political circles for more than a decade.
(To be continued)