Chapter 17 The years are different from year to year 07
Lu Yao's body stiffened involuntarily after hearing this, but her face was so calm that she didn't dare to reveal any psychological emotions, she asked rhetorically: "Do you know that I am 'cheap'?" ”
Lu Yao originally felt that his profound shameless self-analysis, even if he couldn't make Lu Junfeng angry, he was at least half dead, but it was beyond her expectations that Lu Junfeng slammed the door directly after hearing her words.
However, this saved her from the more vicious words she had prepared later.
His temperament is good!
Lu Yao lay back on the bed again, thinking of Lu Junfeng's previous face, he actually felt that this man had a lot more temper in addition to becoming taller and whiter, thinking that even if Lu Yao pointed at his nose and scolded him from the street to the end of the street, he would never dare to let out a fart.
However, he looked at women's tastes, but did not advance but retreated, and he chose to find such a strong and domineering girl, who was not as good as the original!
Lu Yao's mind flashed the wrinkles on the knees of Lu Junfeng's pants when he sat here talking to her just now, and thought: "Sure enough, he is a person who came out of a small place, and he is used to being angry from a small family, even if he has a successful career, he is a villain who has little self-confidence, and he has to refrain from thinking about talking to people." ”
Lu Yao has never been a mean person, and she has never looked down on "small places" in the slightest, but she just feels that Lu Junfeng is a person who exudes a full "little family spirit" from childhood to adulthood!
Lu Yao's dark thoughts hadn't completely disappeared from his head, and the knock at the door sounded again.
Lu Yao ignored it, and directly pulled the quilt over his head.
After another five minutes, cover the pillow again.
Another five minutes passed......
"Lu Junfeng, you're not finished!" She finally couldn't stand it anymore, pulled herself out of the quilt, didn't dare to step on the ground with her left foot, and opened the door with a jump, and her face was so stinky that she could use pickles.
The people outside the door didn't seem to feel her anger at all, and pushed open the door calmly, and walked past her into the room, still carrying a small inductive box in his hand.
"Please get out!" Lu Yao didn't want to play any bloody drama with this person anymore, since he couldn't understand his spirit, she had to go straight.
"Come here." Lu Junfeng opened the box and put the contents on the desk.
"Are you really sick in the head? I don't understand people or what, do you need me to say it again in English? Good! Get out! Get out of here right now!!! ”
Lu Yao is still a polite, educated and well-cultivated person under normal circumstances, and this oriental face can be regarded as a good girl and a cute girl among Europeans and Americans.
But when she finally returned to China, to the place where she was born and raised, she was always not given a chance to show her gentleness and restraint, and she was always angry.
And what made her so angry was a man who had been thrown by her ten years ago, and forced herself to swear that she would never have anything to do with him again after stabbing herself in the heart countless times with a knife!
Lu Junfeng put everything away before looking at Lu Yao by the door, but he looked at her feet, her left ankle was swollen like a small steamed bun, even if she shouted for him to get out, she didn't dare to step on the ground.
She must be in pain, he thought.
When he "escaped" in the small garden, he found that her feet were wrong, and he just wanted to remind her not to run around so as not to increase the injury, but somehow he spoke ill of her against his will...... When she left Guomao, she found that her foot injury had worsened, and she didn't dare to step on her left foot too hard when she walked.
Then he thought again, no matter how painful it was, it must not be as painful as she was ten years ago.
"Come here, no...... You're standing there, and I'll come here. ”
Approaching her in the midst of her hatred, he crouched down on one knee, his left hand holding up her injured foot, and the thumb of his right hand gently brushed the swollen area.
"Hiss......" The sudden pain caused her whole body to shrink back.
"It's okay, I twisted it."
"You don't need to ......"
The word "tube" was still in her mouth, her body suddenly lightened, and the whole person was stopped by Lu Junfeng and hugged her.
The curse was about to blurt out, but he had already placed her on the edge of the bed and dragged a chair to the side and sat beside her.
Lu Yao sat on the edge of the bed, his legs hanging on the ground.
He didn't look at her either, bent down and lifted her left leg, resting her calf on his own, then holding the soles of her feet with one hand and wrapping her toes with the other, twisting slightly from side to side.
Although Lu Yao wrinkled his pretty face in pain, he didn't say anything again.
"It's moving, it should be a soft tissue injury, I'll give you ice first."
Lu Junfeng picked up a small ice pack in a blue waterproof plastic bag from the desk behind her and rubbed it a few times around her left ankle.
Lu Yao's feet were originally fine, and if it weren't for the secondary injury of Lu Junfeng's "beast" behavior just now, it would not have been aggravated.
The swollen and hot wound met with something cold, which cushioned the pain well, and Lu Yao's anger also returned to his senses little by little under the stimulation of this coolness.
Calm down and think about it, she didn't have to be so vicious to him at all.
Just like she thinks, everything between them is in the past, although there is no good gathering and separation, but since she has let go, no matter what he does or says, it should not affect her attitude towards him.
In her eyes, he is an old man, a person who exists in the past, those memories cannot be erased, she can only accept them, overcome them, and let them go.
So, Lu Yao was silent and let Dr. Lu fiddle.
"Although Yunnan Baiyao spray is also effective, if you can tolerate the pain, I will use safflower oil to rub it for you with some force, and the effect will be better."
Hearing this, Lu Yao's legs unconsciously wanted to be retracted, but his feet were firmly held in the palm of his hand, and the idea of retreating directly exposed the fear in her heart.
She raised her eyes, and sure enough, she saw a forbearance smile on his face.
"I'm still so afraid of pain," as he spoke, he had already opened the cap of the safflower oil bottle and poured some medicinal oil in the palm of his hand, and when his hand covered her ankle, he really felt a slight tremor in his palm, "At that time, you also had a foot injury, which was much more serious than now, and every time the doctor changed the dressing for you, you were so scared that you didn't dare to open your eyes, and kept asking me, 'Are you okay?' ’”
Looking over from Lu Yao's line of sight, he could only see the white hair on the top of Lu Junfeng's head, and his face was all buried in a shadow that the light could not illuminate.
But even if she could see it, she wouldn't care about the magma that was almost gushing out of his eyes.
"I was thinking at that time, from now on, no matter what happens, I will not let you be hurt in the slightest, and no one is allowed to hurt my Ah Yao." He had vowed to protect her forever and take care of her, so that she would never be hurt by his side.
The flesh wounds that Lu Yao had suffered in those years, the tears that Lu Yao had shed for his illness, Lu Yao cried and chirped to him, "Ah Feng, it hurts, it really hurts!" ”
Every Lu Yao in those years was a ...... that he couldn't let go, cut off, and couldn't forget Painful and sweet dreams.
However, when he woke up from the dream, he was shocked to realize that the person who hurt Lu Yao the most in his life was actually himself......