Chapter 67: Memories of the Sick Number
Hong Shuangxi, a transparent person, can be said to have gained a lot, but it is also enough to eat.
First of all, he learned a lot of witty words that he had never heard of in his life, every sentence was sharp, every sentence meant something, he really didn't expect the boss and her to be so able to talk, if these two didn't want to stop, then they could sit and talk all night, every sentence without repetition, every sentence can be cited as a classic, playful The corners of his eyes cramped, and his thinking almost couldn't keep up with their mouths.
Secondly, she was in the wrong state, high-spirited, and the eyes of the sick man's body were blazing, she didn't pretend, she didn't put on the illusion of being tall and arrogant, she really used the strength and spirit of her body to fight and rob the bad guy in her mind.
The matter is confused, the bystanders are clear, she is not aware of it, but her actions have proved that she regards Wanxian Mountain as the only mountain, and she will either cross it or be crushed to death in this life.
Except for Wan Xianshan, there is no second person who can make her like this.
In the story of her and Wan Xianshan, he couldn't get in.
ββDifferential treatment, sure enough, differential treatment.
Although Hong Shuangxi is not discouraged, but his heart is indeed not very comfortable, his perception is like a plate of good meat in front of him, originally it was just placed, the aroma is full of delicious and juicy, it is placed, it is still far away, it doesn't matter who looks at it, but then someone came, snapped and took the whole piece of meat away, I didn't have to look at it, I didn't have to eat it, it was better that it never appeared, and it was good to have less of this meal of desire.
He didn't go to school, the ability to survive and the knowledge were learned from the garbage heap and the street, of course, the literature in the garbage heap is nothing, at most teach him what he can eat and what he can't eat, even if the boss rewards his face, he kills people and arsons, but he is really not clever in his speech, either 'um' or 'oh', most of the time it is a little better than the dumb, if you want to observe, and learn the playfulness of the boss when talking to her, he is too late and difficult.
He knew her the earliest, but he started the last, and he knew he had missed the good time.
But it doesn't matter, he also has abilities and advantages.
The only thing he can do better than the boss and Wan Xianshan is his patience.
Only patience.
Transparent people are not transparent for a long time, it will still be an eyesore, Wan Xianshan saw that Pei Long's quilt was damaged, so he stretched out his hand to the side, took the handkerchief handed by Ah Da, and wiped each of her fingers.
Halfway through the rubbing, he tilted his head slightly, and Hong Shuangxi behind him immediately understood.
Without further instructions, he just walked out - and closed the door with him.
Wang Peilong is sick and lazy, and she is probably lazy to do all the kung fu on stage, you see that she is too lazy to get out of bed, she wipes the sweat on her head with the quilt, and rubs everything on her hands on the sheets.
Wan Xianshan wiped her fingers, her fingertips touched the joints, Wang Peilong stared at him for a long time, Wan Xianshan didn't look up, she was still very careful, and she cleaned her hands like that.
β..... You weren't like this before. β
After she spoke, before he looked at her, Wang Peilong indifferently withdrew his gaze and said, "Once I don't do well and don't conform to your rules, you will beat me." β
Wan Xianshan wiped the action for a moment, he really didn't remember, but he still asked: "Oh? So where did I hit you then? β
"So many places."
Wang Peilong knew that his eyes were sharp, so he deliberately avoided it, lowered his head and recalled little by little: "Spanking palms, spanking...... Oh I remember, the worst time, you swollen my face. β
She must have thought of something bad, she couldn't restrain herself, and immediately fed back to her face, and she had to withdraw her hand and not let him touch it.
Pei Long, frankly speaking, she is also a little too vindictive.
Wan Xianshan hates turning over old accounts the most, but because of the past few years, they have changed from each other, and because the object of turning over old accounts is her, he is particularly tolerant, and her hand is still held in his hand, she is pitiful with little strength, and she really can't pull it out, so she will only stare at him.
"Then tell me, I'll listen."
Wan Xianshan knew that she would definitely discuss a result if she got up with this, and if there was no result, her horns would be able to drill into death, so he took great pains to think about it with her, thinking that it also had some purpose, which was to get rid of her original evil deeds, and at the same time excuse her little.
"However, I don't remember it like you."
He glanced at Pei Long and found that she was still counting matter-of-factly, so he smiled half-jokingly: "I remembered that you were small, and the little thing had a stubborn temper, and you had to pester me all day long, not allowing me to go out, not allowing me to see other people, I just said a few words to you, and you smashed the two walnuts on my new plate, I saw that your temper grew up and might suffer, so I beat it a little bit." After saying that, he wanted to laugh again, but unfortunately Pei Long's eyes made him restrain his smile, and said, "Really, I remember this." β
Listening to his tone, he said it as if he took it for granted, and put on the attitude of a patriarch and told her: Even if he teaches her a lesson, it is for her good.
Wang Peilong twisted her eyebrows, her left hand was grabbed and her right hand was grabbed, she could still give him a slap.
What the? Wan Xianshan, what did he just say? She pestered him? She wouldn't let him see anyone? Is this kind of thing said by people?! Why did he put all the fault on her, it's been three years, he hasn't thought about this question for three years, who forced her to be like this, and does this bastard still have a conscience?!
No, what he said was completely wrong, not at all.
- Wrong, all wrong!!
She raised her hand and held it high, but she couldn't fan it down.
Wan Xianshan looked at her face to face, he knew that she couldn't fan, why didn't he fan, maybe he still didn't dare.
It doesn't matter if Pei Long is stingy and gives a good face, as the master of hospitality, he must always maintain a good temper, even if he is very immoral most of the time, but at least he can't find fault with his face, and if he is sick, he is also a person, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with him on his side.
"Go on."
Wan Xianshan observed her, and was not surprised by the observation, but gently squeezed her raised hand, put it down a little bit, and tightened it a little bit: "Say it, I'll give you a chance to say that you tell you everything I did to you at the beginning." β
"Do it, do it, do it, I won't apologize for it, and you don't expect me to apologize." If the pinching force is not controlled, it will be extremely painful. Fortunately, knowing that she was afraid of pain, he suddenly let go of her and put on a posture of listening, but then said, "If you want to speak, then I will listen." β
If he doesn't want to, he won't listen.
........
As he expected, Peron didn't speak.
She chose to be silent.
Really, it's not that she doesn't dare, she just can't say it.
It's too much, where does she start?
It is clear that she has nothing to say, no grievances to sue, and she has been aggrieved to the point that she has to nausea when her stomach is empty, but she still quietly comforted herself, saying that you don't have to worry, one day, Wan Xianshan will have retribution.
Also, I was really blind at the beginning, how could I fall in love with such a person?
She couldn't figure this question until now, both intellectually and emotionally, so she had to think that she was blind, that she was blind at the time, and that she must be blind.
The fingers curled up into a fist at some point and smashed it on the bed, and there was still a howl in his throat, but Wang Peilong's aggrieved strength passed, and he still pressed it back.
In the blink of an eye, the angry momentum on her body had disappeared, and she was left with a depressed voice.
"You won this time."
Wang Peilong stared at his fist unconsciously, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity: "I can't say anything, I have nothing to say." β
Wan Xianshan's expression was not good, he didn't expect her to give up so soon, it's okay, she has nothing to say, he has nothing wrong to think about, this kind of thing that has nothing to do in the future is better not to even start talking, the source of all Pei Long's thoughts and hatred has nothing to do with him, he doesn't pursue it not because he has a good conscience, but because he doesn't have that time!
He really doesn't like to listen to women's noise, and he doesn't know why Pei Long is always so excited, he has a temper and wants to have convulsions, and he said that he doesn't know, he doesn't know, he doesn't know, a woman's heart can only be understood by a woman, he can take her back to his side, it is a blessing that they can sit opposite each other like now, this is also a blessing, three years ago he really thought that he was going to lose her, he was incarnated into a net, and he couldn't catch her.
She wants to put on a confrontation with him, he is not angry at all, there is only helplessness after reading the whole article, it is the helplessness of adults looking at children, he thinks that she is really not well-behaved, she is not good to teach, and she is crooked, and he is also a little responsible.
What's more, how old Pei Long is, this year's birthday is over, and he is only eighteen when he is full, saying that a woman is a woman; Speaking of children, she can still be children.
With him, she didn't grow up.
Wang Peilong was stunned for a moment, then started another question, and only said, "I'm hungry." β
Wan Xianshan smiled and went downhill: "Okay, what do you want to eat later?" β
Dinner is not open in the hall, directly put it in the room, Boss Wan personally took the bowl handed by the next person to feed her, or the preserved egg and lean porridge he drank last time, he made it more carefully than the next person, without her more reminders, picked the shredded vegetables and preserved eggs inside, blew it three times, and then sent it to her mouth.
Wang Peilong swallowed indifferently, her forehead was covered with a slight sweat, she couldn't wait to be hysterical as long as she was angry, she suspected that she was really sick.
Wan Xianshan stopped feeding halfway, and she immediately raised her head: "Why don't you continue to feed me?" β
"You have a bad stomach, it's good to eat less and eat more."
"Whoever said that, I'll eat it."
"Then open your mouth and take another sip."
Wan Xianshan fed the bear child, saw the opportunity to take a bite into her mouth, stopped when she was chewing and played with the shredded vegetables in the bowl, and said good-naturedly: "Don't worry, I won't leave today." β
Wang Peilong's mouth moved, and he didn't come up with anything to refute in the end.
Also, her stomach really can't be stuffed.
The bowl of porridge had been long and lingering for her, and her soul had floated to the sky, and she could only hear her own heartbeat and see only his eyes.
In fact, according to selfishness, Wan Xianshan's warmth is for a purpose, not out of humanitarian care, he simply hopes that Pei Long will always maintain that not very good appetite, and take a closer look at this porridge, there is juice, water and meat, and drink it to really nourish the body, he is worried that her body will recover too quickly, and he will think about what medicine to use to drag her.
Pei Long's tenacious vitality is almost to the extent of being convincing, the primary purpose is to be a 'life', and her waist is tougher than those new women who claim to be independent, Wan Xianshan admires her.
Since she can't extinguish her will to live, she has to twist and turn, how convenient and how to come.
Now he is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid that she will drag on like this again, almost with her own antibodies, and all poisons will not invade.