Chapter 29: Long Memory (Revised)

Leaving Cheng Jingshu's residence, Wen Jiang drove home.

Halfway through, the sky began to rain without warning.

Together with the dim light outside the car window, it reflected in Wen Jiang's eyes, reflecting her eyes into extraordinarily warm and soft.

Then, like a raindrop, the raindrops began to pound intensively on the window glass.

Arrogant, forward-going.

Winter rain is pouring, which is rare.

In the afternoon, the carriage was not ruthless, otherwise Wen Jiang would not have been able to drive the car out.

Fortunately, I drove the car, otherwise it would have become difficult to take a taxi in this bad weather.

Let her wear the seemingly glamorous professional aura, she will inevitably be drenched in soup when she pours it down.

Passing through the city's wetland parks, museums, and then several towering residential buildings enter Wen Jiang's field of vision through the rain curtains.

This place is the community where Lu Shihan's home is located.

I came once in the afternoon, and it was not appropriate to go up again at this time.

Wen Jiang had no intention of knocking on Lu Shihan's door again after a few hours.

She was afraid that the other party would understand her as eating marrow and knowing the taste, so she braved the rain to come to the door and give it to him.

That's not interesting.

The yellow light flashed at the intersection ahead, Wen Jiang slowed down the speed and drove forward slowly, waiting for the red light to appear soon.

She had just turned into the left-hand turn lane when the front of the car was straightened when she heard the harsh sound of tires scraping against the ground, and then a sports car sprang out of the left side of her car at super high speed like an arrow from the string.

Disappear like lightning.

Wen Jiang looked forward.

As the sports car sped through the red light, an incredible scene appeared in her field of vision.

At the intersection ahead, a vehicle turning right at a green light collided violently with a vehicle speeding past at a red light.

Vehicles that were moving normally on the right were smashed into pieces of fragile paper and scattered into the sky, scattering various parts all around.

Because of this sudden accident, the entire intersection sounded all kinds of abrupt brake sounds and the sound of a series of collisions of vehicles.

Wen Jiang was no exception.

The car was broken, but what about the people?

Wen Jiang slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting the vehicle that was stopping in front of him.

When he came back to his senses and felt that this was not a hallucination, he heard the sound of various car doors opening and closing, and all kinds of curses.

A young man on a motorcycle threw the car and jumped forward on the ground, scolding with all kinds of dirty words: "Kill yourself,, your ancestors, Lao Tzu's heart is scared out of you......"

Someone knocked on the window on the side of Jiang's driver's seat.

Wen Jiang glanced at it, opened the door and got out of the car, and subconsciously put on a mask to cover his face.

The middle-aged man with an honest appearance asked, "Girl, are you okay, my car is behind you, and we almost collided into one." Damn, is the coupe driving or driving a rocket! ”

Wen Jiang waved his hand, endured all kinds of feelings that wanted to explode after being frightened, although his voice was calm, but with a bit of banter: "It looks like launching a nuclear weapon." I'm fine, the technique is not good, sorry for the sudden braking affecting you. ”

The man's tense face softened, and he looked at the distance between Wen Jiang and the vehicle in front of him, and there were only about twenty centimeters left, and he waved his hand: "It's a small matter, otherwise you will collide with the front." We are all victims, and if we don't bump into it, there will be shadows. ”

Wen Jiang frowned: "The shadow area may be quite large." ”

The man nodded: "The standard flying disaster." ”

Both of them used relaxed language, but the expressions on their faces were not relaxed.

Human life is at stake, and it is impossible to laugh easily.

There was cursing, talking, wailing, exclamation, and screaming.

The bus in front was grazed by the colliding car and came to a diagonal stop in the middle of the road.

There were also people constantly getting out of the rear vehicles and moving to the center of the accident to investigate the situation.

The man who knocked on the window looked Wen Jiang up and down: "It's still raining, wait in the car, dredge it and leave in a while." The front should not be lightly hit, the scene should not be good-looking, don't make do with it. ”

Wen Jiang patted his chest and thanked the other party for his kindness: "I'm quite timid, you're right, I really don't dare to move forward." ”

The man waved his hand and walked forward to watch, Wen Jiang did not return to the car, and not far away there was an elderly fruit vendor who was picking up the fruit that rolled to the ground after the frightened cart overturned.

Wen Jiang took a few steps forward and picked up two oranges and put them in the cart.

Reason was also telling Sù that Jiang could avoid it, but she didn't stop moving towards the center of the accident.

A cacophony of chatter came to my ears.

"Then the driver is on drugs."

"The man's arm was smashed into three pieces."

"Where's the head?"

……

Then, under the reflection of the street lamp, Wen Jiang saw a large area of scorching blood splattered blood.

**

Wen Jiang stopped, walked back, and retreated back into the car.

The clothes were stained with rain and became damp during the few steps they walked.

Her palms were also a little damp.

After sitting in the car for dozens of minutes, slowly the vehicle in front of me began to move.

Wen Jiang held the steering wheel and turned the car into the green square on the side.

The blood in front of him could still flash from time to time, and Wen Jiang sighed and confessed.

She dialed Lu Shihan, and the sound of pulling the line sounded for a few seconds before the clear and deep voice came: "Hey." ”

Wen Jiang's ears were crispy: "Hello." ”

This opening remark was orthodoxly a little weird, Lu Shihan raised his eyebrows, put down the porcelain cup in his hand, and sighed and asked, "Yes." To put it mildly. ”

Wen Jiang held the mobile phone in one hand, rubbed his wrist with the other, and sneered at the normal two words: "Do you have an umbrella at home?" ”

Lu Shihan seemed to have seen it with his own eyes and guessed: "Borrow something to borrow it from my house, is it porridge, come to me downstairs to deliver it?" ”

He didn't even have any doubts in his tone, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and looking down.

Separated by 19 floors, none of the things downstairs seem to have anything to do with Wen Jiang.

Wen Jiang ignored the porridge and only asked: "When you reported to your home, weren't you just waiting for this day?" Do you think it's better to bother your hand to give it to me, or I'll send my hand up and get it? ”

Lu Shihan pinched the edge of the porcelain cup and smiled, a little helpless.

The human hand and the body are connected, and they must not be separated.

She asked if he went down or if she came up.

Lu Shihan: "There are all kinds of supermarkets along the street, you can go and buy one, which is the most convenient." ”

Wen Jiang bent his eyes: "I've slept all the time, aren't you still tired?" ”

Lu Shihan pulled his lips: "I'm just afraid that you will be tired from lying down." ”

The car accident dissipated seven or eight times, and Wen Jiang teased him: "Heh, it's quite considerate." It's quite tiring down there, if you're really considerate, you're lying down and I'm riding, what are you tired of?! ”

Lu Shihan smiled: "Do you dare?" ”

Wen Jiang Wuxing: "You are welcome to try it." ”

Wen Jiang didn't say anything more, and ran into his rival - him, she had already spent a lot of words that made her feel inexplicable.

There was a brief silence, and the people on both ends of the phone felt comfortable in their hearts, and their limbs also wanted to stretch.

Lu Shihan's voice then whispered back in Wen Jiang's ear: "Wait in place, I'll go down." Before you go down, you think about doing one thing first, and beg me to go down. ”

Wen Jiang Shicai's panic was completely gone: "......"

Did he eat her to death?

Hearing Jiang's voice, he couldn't hold back his smile: "Is your sex right?" ”

Lu Shihan responded to her and returned her questioning to her: "You are more likely to be wrong than me." Wait below, go down and sue you. ”

Wen Jiang provoked: "Is there someone upstairs, are you afraid that I will go up and ruin your business?" ”

Lu Shihan hummed, and Wen Jiang's ears became softer and softer: "What do you dare not do, someone is in a big deal 3p, are you afraid?" ”

I'm afraid of a ghost.

Before Wen Jiang could reply, the phone was unilaterally hung up by Lu Shihan.

This guy has a really good temperament.

Hearing Jiang's snort, he slammed the door and got out of the car.

She was still wearing the big mask that could cover most of her face, and walked towards the entrance of Lu Shihan's apartment building.

She also did not stand under the brim and waited, and stood in the rain with her hood.

**

When Lu Shihan pushed open the door of the building and came out, he saw a "stake man" standing in the rain with a tight wrap.

He frowned, didn't bring an umbrella, and ripped off the trench coat he had taken off, covering the top of Wen Jiang's head and covering her upper body at the same time.

Wen Jiang didn't take off his mask, his voice was a little weak, and he grabbed the corner of his windbreaker and asked, "This is your umbrella?" ”

Lu Shihan glanced at her: "Disliked? If you don't like it, you can turn around and go. ”

Wen Jiang said in a deep voice: "I have never seen such a ruthless man as you." ”

Lu Shihan: "Aren't you good at this?" ”

Wen Jiang smiled: "I'm shaking? ”

Lu Shihan's eyes were dark and bright, he swiped his card into the elevator and pressed the floor: "It's really like." ”

Wen Jiang didn't fight back, standing beside him, waiting for the numbers on the elevator board to soar.

She thought that she was so silent all the way upstairs, but she didn't expect the number on the board to just jump to 4, Lu Shihan said: "Don't get too deep into the drama in the future, know something." made a movie with a deep hatred, and couldn't think of a cannon fodder supporting role, so he stood in the rain and waited for death. ”

Wen Jiang: "......"

Wen Jiang glanced at him and wanted to remind him that on the day he would see him again in four years, he would also hold an umbrella in the rain when it was raining.

She wanted to blow up at one point, but until she entered the door, she was holding back, unlike him.

**

Inside, there are no slippers in the entrance.

Wen Jiang stood, took off his mask, and looked at Lu Shihan.

He bent down to unpack a pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them in front of Wen Jiang: "You can choose it or not." ”

Wen Jiang didn't make a sound.

She changed her shoes and walked in behind Lu Shihan.

His apartment was about the size of hers.

The difference is that her home can be seen from the door, and everything can be seen at a glance.

And Lu Shihan's residence, at a glance, there is only one thing that is particularly eye-catching: the bed.

Lu Shihan walked in front, Wen Jiang followed, and he suddenly turned around, and she almost bumped into him.

Lu Shihan scanned her whole body up and down, her rain-soaked hair was obvious, and her wet clothes were also attached to her: "Do you want to look in the mirror?" ”

Wen Jiang: "What? ”

Lu Shihan didn't answer, he swept the eyes on Wen Jiang and told Wen Jiang that her image at the moment was a little bad.

Wen Jiang Hun didn't care.

Lu Shihan didn't bother to say much, only said: "I don't invite people to take a bath, especially women." ”

He pointed to the couch next to him, "You sit there and wait." ”

Wen Jiang saw him go deep into the room along the wooden partition, and he didn't ask, but vaguely guessed what he was going to do.

Within a few minutes, Lu Shihan threw a bath towel to Wen Jiang's face.

Wen Jiang took it off.

Lu Shihan told her: "The water temperature is adjusted, I want to school the film, you clean up yourself, and after cleaning up, stay and play your own honestly." ”

Wen Jiang: "...... Don't ask a woman to take a bath and slap yourself in the mouth? ”

Lu Shihan pointed to the cat nest in the living room: "Now in my eyes, you are no different from it, it is not called bathing, it is called cleaning." ”

Wen Jiang sighed: "There are still a lot of theosophies." ”

Lu Shihan didn't look at her again, and his voice was full of laughter: "God can't call it, it's really polite." ”

**

Wen Jiang entered the bathroom, and Lu Shihan went out of the apartment door again to purchase some items.

When he came back with his things, there was still no trace of Jiang as far as he could see.

There was no sound of water coming from the bathroom side.

After five minutes of waiting, there was still no sound of water.

Lu Shihan glanced at the time, and it had been forty minutes since Wen Jiang entered.

He picked up the Band-Aid he had just bought and went over and knocked on the door.

Wen Jiang didn't make a sound.

Lu Shihan: "Smell the ginger, speak." ”

There was still no sound inside.

Lu Shi had to open the bathroom door with a cold smile.

Wen Jiang smiled: "I'm sorry, I was just about to answer." ”

Knowing that she was doing ghosts, Lu Shihan didn't care.

The four eyes confronted, and Wen Jiang pinched her and realized that what he found was the finger that was cut by the debris that collapsed to the ground when picking up fruit.

After soaking in water, the pain was obvious, and she was in pain, but there was no expression on her face.

The slightest pain was a little lingering, and she was distracted and teased Lu Shihan: "If you don't quit, do you want to come in?" ”

The bath towel wrapped Wen Jiang's slender body.

The fair skin still has a slight red mark, and the waves on the chest under the bath towel are still clear.

Lu Shihan looked at it calmly, walked in, and as he entered, the bathroom was wrapped in a trace of coolness: "I have a light taste, and I don't want to make a smooth fish." ”

Smelling the ginger skin and laughing meat, she didn't smile, and a horse Pingchuan, she was like a fish?

She whispered, "Get out." ”

Lu Shihan ignored it and got closer and closer to her.

Wen Jiang endured his anger with great difficulty: "I will say it." ”

Lu Shihan approached, pinched her wrist and raised it, his eyes focused on the wound between her fingers.

The edge is soaked in water and white, the inside is red and tender, and there are blood streaks that are gradually rising.

He took out the band-aid he had just purchased downstairs and wrapped it around Wen Jiang's fingers.

Wen Jiang looked at his serious side face, slender and clean knuckles, and his fingers felt his warm body temperature.

Lu Shihan quietly accepted her rape.

He wrapped it up, and Wen Jiang asked, "Come in with this thing, so you found out that I was injured here?" This way of pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade is quite calm, isn't it a little late to post it now? ”

Lu Shihan looked directly into her eyes and smiled: "It's not too late." Time is enough for you to remember for a long time, and you can remember to take care of your hands next time. ”