Chapter 71: Blind
Jo naturally followed into the ambulance, she was completely irrational to think about anything else now, and only hoped that he would be okay. She was anxious and uneasy in her heart, Xiongmeijun lay quietly in the car, silent, closed her eyes tightly, and his acting skills deceived everyone.
After arriving at the hospital, he deliberately took Qiao Nature away and whispered to the doctor: "I'm not sick." It's true. I'm messing around with my girlfriend. He's going to break up with me. ”
The diagnostician was a thin, glasses-wearing man, not tall, with a small belly, and he was still young, unlike older doctors who would reprimand or not understand people. He smiled slightly, leaking two shallow dimples, as if he was envious of his intentions for his girlfriend. After a while, he came out of the hospital room and called Joe in naturally.
Before entering the hospital, the doctor cooperated with Xiong Meijun in a play, and she told Qiao that Xiong Meijun was depressed and became ill, so he would harm himself. After saying these words, the doctor comforted himself and said, "Amitabha, people who are not monks speak in a good way. ”
Qiao is naturally dressed very trendy today, the weather in May can already wear a skirt, she wore a white plaid shirt, with a white denim skirt on the lower body, which looks slender in leg proportions, a pair of light gray stiletto heels, and a cute clip on the soft black natural curls.
When she approached the hospital bed, Xiongmeijun immediately snorted: "Oops, it hurts." It hurts. ”
Joe naturally held his hand and said, "Don't be afraid. I've always been there. ”
Xiong Meijun saw her holding her hand, and a warmth crept up in her heart, feeling that she now had a hopeless sense of happiness. He became more and more energetic: "It hurts to death." I feel like I'm dying. Thinking about it day and night, the tears have dried up, the intestines have been broken, and every time I see the crossbar under your WeChat avatar, my heart is full of countless grievances. I can't eat, I don't want to work, and my mind is full of you. I saw a woman on the road, all of whom looked the same as you. It hurts, it hurts. ”
Jo pursed her lips as she listened, and she tried her best to restrain herself from laughing. She didn't seem to be angry anymore. She received an expression of his love from his soul. She remembered a blogger she had read, that blogger used to be a super negative energy resentful woman, in the first two years of marriage, she was often worried that her husband was cheating, and she was tormented by the soul, and the fortune teller said that this was a question about the karma of the previous life, in the previous life, the husband of this woman was an emperor, she was one of the concubines, they loved each other very much, but later angered the emperor, and she was separated into a barrel. After that, she was reincarnated as her current husband. The reason why they quarrel is because there is a problem with the way love is expressed, and love is not transmitted correctly to each other's hearts, so they do not perceive love.
Naturally, after reading all the content of this blogger, Joe learned the expression of love from this woman. Every day, you have to pass on love to each other, and you don't hesitate to express it. Today, she felt Xiongmeijun's sincere love.
Although she had guessed that Yumi-kun was faking illness, she had completely forgiven him.
"Where do you hurt?" Joe naturally asked deliberately.
Xiongmeijun clasped her hands and put them on her chest: "I hurt the most." And this ......," he pouted, asking for a kiss.
Naturally, Joe was still reserved, hiding the joy in his heart. She didn't want to let herself be seen through, after all, his mouth was so poisonous, and she didn't want him to be too proud, the lukewarm temperature was just right. The kiss he wanted, she gave it gently, the love he wanted, she slowly output. After experiencing a breakup, she seems to understand the blind spot of love, too hot and too cold can easily make people fall into a dead hole.
"How many days do you have to stay in the hospital bed before you want to leave?" Joe naturally stood up to go out.
Xiongmeijun got up and grabbed her and kissed her.
Qiao naturally held back a smile, thinking to himself, "Why don't you kiss a few more times." Hate to die. She shyly ruffled her hair.
"Curly-haired little witch." For the first time, Xiong Meijun felt that he was in love with an abrasive goblin, so he simply gave her a nickname.
Qiao naturally didn't answer, and thought secretly: "How does he know this nickname." Did the universe tell him. It should be pure coincidence. ”
"Curly-haired little witch." Xiongmi-kun stroked her hair as she called her.
Qiao naturally saw that he still had gauze tied to his hands, and couldn't help laughing: "Childish ghost." ”
At the door of their ward, when they passed through the front desk, they happened to meet the young doctor just now, who looked at Qiao Tianran and Xiong Meijun holding hands, nodding and smiling at them.
"He's such a good helper. Is it because you are too handsome? ”
Joe naturally looked up at her, his eyes full of love and appreciation.
"Yushu is in the wind, right?"
"Hmm." Joe nodded naturally.
"Suave, huh? Xiongmeijun put his arm around her.
"Hmm." Joe naturally nodded again.
"Fresh and handsome, huh?"
"Hmm."
"Amazing, huh?"
Qiao naturally nodded repeatedly: "Uh-huh, uh-huh." ”
Xiong Meijun drove her to supper.
Joe naturally smiled and said, "Honey." I want to eat skewers. ”
For the first time, she took the initiative to call him dear, and Xiong Meijun felt that the stars in the sky were blooming and colorful.
He lifted her chin and said with a smile, "My Fair Lady." ”
Qiao naturally pursed his lips and smiled: "Hmm." ”
"Slim." Xiongmei-kun kissed her as he spoke.
"Hmm." She replied naturally.
"Pear blossoms bring rain."
"Hmm."
"Ice Muscle Jade Bone."
"Hmm."
They talked like this for nearly half an hour, and the waiter stared at him for a long time. Until they see the hair. before they are willing to sit down separately.
"You look like you're in love. Eyes full of little stars. ”
The waiter was an uncle, nearly fifty or sixty years old. He was dressed plainly, with burns on his hands, his body was bent, his back was bent, his face was covered with folds, the years were ruthless, he looked weathered, as if he had experienced something big, and his eyes could see the rhyme of the years or the smoke of Beijing.
Qiao naturally lowered his head and ate it, and praised while eating: "Not bad." The taste is authentic. ”
Xiongmei Junguang was very happy when he looked at her: "It's my fault." You shouldn't be mistreated. My heart for you is evident from day to day. ”
"I understand. It's me who is too careful. I'm not right either. I'm too stubborn. Hopefully we can be okay. Joe naturally fed him a peanut.
Goofy and her wife are ready to go to bed. After the lights went out, he habitually looked at the WeChat circle of friends, it was not interesting, and he couldn't sleep, he was worried about Xiong Meijun: "Wife, why do you think my buddy ran away from talking about a good girl?" ”
His wife squinted and lay in his arms: "I sweep the snow in front of my own door, and I don't care about the frost on others." ”
"Still, I felt ......" he wanted to say, but forgot it.
"I ask you, what is the key to maintaining a family?"
"Keep people."
"That's it." His wife is a wise and intelligent person who always brings a different perspective to Goofy.
"The key to retaining someone is to make the person feel at home, including making the other person feel safe, cared for, respected, understood, and have access to the necessary supplies, care, and emotional fulfillment." His wife continued.
"What does this have to do with them falling in love?"
"Absolutely. The two sides did not give enough trust to the other. ”
"I don't think I agree with what you said this time, they are a dead hypocrisy, a good face. It's a matter of personality differences. Issues like belonging come second. It needs to be run-in. Wife, wife? Did you sleep? ”
Goofy tried to shake her awake, but the response was, "Husband, I'm a little unwell tonight, and I'm begging for time off."