Chapter 39: See You Again (39)

Seeing that Jiang Lanzhou didn't speak and blushed with shame, Ou Independence became happy, like a child who got candy: "That's right, you and him haven't done any of this, and I've done it, so, to sum up, our fate is deeper." ”

Jiang Lanzhou smiled awkwardly but politely: What kind of fallacy is this. If it weren't for your illness, those actions just now would have slapped you a long time ago. That was the old lady's first kiss - Jiang Lanzhou's heart was roaring.

"Yes, yes, you're right, you're right." Jiang Lanzhou responded perfunctorily.

Then the two of them chatted nonsense, until three o'clock in the morning, Ou Du finally felt sleepy, so he let Jiang Lanzhou go and let her sleep.

Jiang Lanzhou almost fell asleep in seconds because he was too sleepy.

still slowly opened the quilt wrapped in herself, gently covered her body in half, quietly looked at her sleeping face, and thought: It turns out that the life between husband and wife is like this.

It is really more reassuring for two people to sleep together than for him to sleep alone.

Soon, Ou Du also fell asleep.

After the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang the next day, although it was extremely soft and light music, Jiang Lanzhou still wanted to drop the mobile phone. I really don't want to pay attention to my phone, I really want to go to work and make up for sleep.

But I just started working, and I took leave the next day, which was too messy.

Reluctantly opened her eyes and saw Ou Du who was close at hand, because her alarm clock seemed to harass him too, frowning slightly.

Jiang Lanzhou hurriedly took over the mobile phone and turned off the alarm clock on the mobile phone. At this time, Ou Du's brow softened.

Sweeping his gaze to his somewhat messy hair, Jiang Lanzhou reached out and touched it gently, hooking the corners of his mouth and snickering. Sure enough, as she thought, it was very soft.

Since high school, she has thought that it would be nice if she could touch his hair. To this day, what I thought was a luxury has now come true.

Pouting, if I could, I would like to ravage his hair right now, and make his hair turn into a chicken nest in no time! Give him back the sleep he didn't get enough sleep in this way.

But for the sake of his poor and sick, Jiang Lanzhou, who was angry to get up, still endured it.

Turned over and got out of bed, turned off the lights that had been on all night, and hurried back to his room to wash and change.

When I prepared breakfast for myself, of course, I didn't forget to prepare one for Ou Du.

"That's right!" Suddenly thinking that he still had to take the medicine on time, he crept into the room again, took down the medicine bottle, put it on the table, and put a post-it note on the medicine bottle: Don't forget to take the medicine, obediently.

But Jiang Lanzhou didn't know that for patients with bipolar disorder, especially those in the period of depression, just to prevent the thought of "wanting to die" from appearing frequently in their minds, they were already exhausted.

Even because this thought appears too often, the whole person will fall into a state of chaos.

Man does not stop thinking, and the only way to stop thinking and never have this thought again is death......

On this day's work, Jiang Lanzhou basically spent it in the warehouse. In the past few years, my profession has been somewhat deserted, and now I have picked it up again, just like a fish in a pond that is about to dry up, and finally have vitality and vitality again.

Jiang Lanzhou took down each painting on the list, admired it carefully, and recorded some of his feelings and thoughts when he saw this painting, so that when consulting relevant materials in the future, he could see whether his thoughts were consistent with the real emotions that the painting wanted to convey, so as to facilitate the planning of future exhibitions.

"Lan Zhou, aren't you going home yet?"

Hearing the voice of the gallery proprietor, Jiang Lanzhou turned his head to look, but he didn't expect that when he turned his head, his whole neck was cramped, with severe pain and muscle spasms.

Putting the pen in the notebook, frowning, grinning until he breathed in the cool air, he reached out and kneaded his neck, as if there were thousands of needles pierced into it.

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, the gallery proprietress stepped forward and helped her knead. Both hands started from the shoulders and then worked upwards to dispel her pain little by little, up to the acupuncture points behind the base of her ears.

It's so comfortable, Jiang Lanzhou is a little greedy.

"Boss, you're so good."

"It's not that I'm good, it's that you've been working for too long with your head down, which has caused some blood to be a little unsmooth. As soon as you knead it, the blood will circulate, and you will feel that the whole person is more refreshed. You young people, you just don't take good care of your body. Every hour, you should be active. ”

When she said this, Jiang Lanzhou smiled: "I was also too involved and forgot about it for a while." After all, in the past few years, my life was too far away from art. Now that I finally have such an opportunity to come back, I just want to work harder. ”

"Hard work is naturally good, but body is more important. Okay, it's not too early, and it's time for you to get off work. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Lanzhou looked at his watch, it was not early, Ou Du was still at home alone, and he had to go back and take a look quickly.

Only then did he carefully put the painting back in its place and leave with the proprietress after work.

On the way, I was still thinking about what kind of method I should use today to divert the attention of Ou Du and make him more active.

But when she came home and saw the dark room, her heart couldn't help but sink.

I turned on the light in the living room and looked around, but I didn't see a figure. While calling for Ou Du, he walked to the second floor. But as soon as he went up a few steps, he caught a glimpse of the breakfast on the table still staying there, Jiang Lanzhou frowned slightly, turned around, and walked over.

When I got closer, the only thing that was different was that the post-it notes on the medicine bottle were missing.

Reaching out to pick up the medicine bottle, his eyes swept to a small ball of paper on the ground, and then he bent down to pick it up, and unfolded it to see that it was his morning post-it note.

Kneaded the post-it notes into a ball, it seems that Ou Du did not drink medicine obediently, but resisted very much.

So Jiang Lanzhou didn't delay any longer and went straight to the second floor. The house was still dark, and as he walked, he turned on the lights until he opened Ou Du's door and saw the empty bed illuminated by the lamp, Jiang Lanzhou panicked.

took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called Ou Du, but the sound of the mobile phone came from under the quilt.

Jiang Lanzhou stepped forward and picked up Ou Du's mobile phone, only to find that there were not only his own missed calls on it, but also the missed calls of his secretary Sun Sheng.

I remember that Ou Du called Sun Sheng with her own mobile phone, and she still saved it at that time. So he opened the address book on his mobile phone and dialed Sun Sheng.