When she got home, she found that she was really not good alone, her right shoulder was injured, her left hand was sore, and she didn't take off her pants for a long time.

On an early summer day, she was sticky and just wanted to take a hearty shower.

But he couldn't do anything, and he even had trouble undressing.

After a brief wipe, she lay down on the bed.

Then I received a call from Lin Sen.

"I heard you fell."

His voice was a little tired, he must have just had surgery.

Ni Chenghuan glanced at the scar on his right arm that had just scabbed, "Skin trauma." ”

"That's okay, get together another day, I'm going to faint from hunger....."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he asked again: "By the way, do you know Zhong Minchen?" ”

As soon as he got off the operating table, someone called him and asked him to ask for Ni Chenghuan's WeChat, he was not surprised, after all, there are many such calls every day, and he casually asked who wanted it, and the person replied: Zhong Shao.

Zhong Minchen is his sworn enemy, he is against him everywhere, Zhu Cheng is now fascinated by him, and he told the person his trumpet in order to get out of this evil breath.

Ni Chenghuan remembered the man who stitched her wound today, and his name on the badge was Zhong Minchen, "Oh, you just stitched my wound, it's very handsome......"

"Stop, he's Sheng Jing's good brother, but he's not a good person than Sheng Jing," Lin Sen interrupted her directly, "Stay away from him, the pervert in the scum, the best in the metamorphosis." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in cold people." She said lightly.

No matter how handsome he is, he is just a man, and he grabs a lot of money around him.

-

Jiang Fu heard that she was injured, so she rushed to her with dinner after class.

She was wearing a sundress, and the injuries on her back were clear at a glance, Jiang Fu sighed twice, "Really, how did you fall?" ”

"I went horseback riding with someone, but I was unlucky, and I was thrown off by the horse." She picked up chopsticks in her left hand and began to eat.

Jiang Fu looked at her understatement and sighed: "I still remember when you were a child and fought with Sheng Jing, you lost, you hugged my sister's thigh and cried for a long time, and it was really sudden to grow up." ”

That time she said that his hair was not good-looking, and she had to cut it, but he refused, so she wanted to force him to obey.

But strictly speaking, it wasn't a fight, it was Sheng Jing who unilaterally crushed her, twisted her hand behind her back, and she couldn't move.

It's the same now.

It's a little funny when I think about it, "When you were a child, how do you remember it better than I do." ”

"Carefree and happy days are always unforgettable." Jiang Fu smiled.

After dinner, Jiang Fu helped her make a cup of coffee and left her house.

After the anesthetic, the wound became more painful.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, she couldn't sleep because of the pain, she got up irritably, put on her glasses, took a cigarette from the drawer, put it in her mouth, found the lighter, and walked out of the balcony.

The wind was a little strong at night, she raised her sore left hand, her arm should have been strained, she had just lit a fire, she didn't know which tendon she had smoked, and she gasped in pain, but she still lit the cigarette.

She was about to smoke this cigarette.

The curling scent of smoke filled the air, and she took a soft breath.

Her left hand was more useless than her right hand, and she didn't bother to care if the wound on her shoulder would be torn open, so she raised her right hand, picked up the cigarette, and gently flicked the cigarette ash.

Lying on the balcony looking downstairs.

There was no one underneath, and there was a car with its lights on all the time, and there seemed to be someone in the car, but she couldn't see clearly.

A cigarette was very fast, she snuffed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the ashtray on the table, raised her foot to go inside, and the car downstairs also started and left the community.

The next morning, she was woken up by a cramp in her hand, and sat on the bed for a while before getting up to wash.

After washing, she ordered a takeaway breakfast, ate it for a long time, and got angry with herself, and finally threw it away and went to the hospital.

The dressing was changed quickly and she recovered well, she went to check the strain on her left hand, and the doctor prescribed some medicine for her.

Coming out of the consultation room, she saw Zhong Minchen in civilian clothes appear at the entrance of the hospital.

Zhong Minchen glanced at her and said, "How is the wound?" ”

Ni Chenghuan smiled politely: "It's okay." ”

"That's good."

Zhong Minchen looked at the back of her leaving, sneered, and passed his WeChat, pretending to be cold.

He sent a message to Sheng Jing: This woman is quite good at pretending.

Sheng Jing replied with a question mark.

He replied: We chatted about WeChat last night.

Sheng Jing raised his eyebrows, was silent for a while, and asked: What did you talk about?

Zhong Minchen sent a voice: "Let's talk about that little thing." "The voice is indescribably ambiguous.

A little thing that is tacitly understood between men and women.

Sheng Jing clicked on the voice, and then chuckled: "It's really no one to let go, the waves are boundless." ”

After a while, he received a screenshot of the chat log, and Zhong Minxing sent another voice: "It's not as difficult as you said, maybe it's shy in front of people, girl, it's understandable." ”

After speaking, he added: "I like this contrast." ”

He frowned at the embarrassing chats in the screenshots, and then laughed.

is not like Ni Chenghuan's style, the most unlikely thing in her life is to call people her brother.

-

After a day and a night of pain on her shoulder, the next day it didn't hurt so much, so she went to work.

Her strained left hand still hurts, so she switched to her right hand.

It's just that Yang Ye seemed to have evaporated from the world, and never contacted her again, she was a little strange, but she didn't contact him again.

She never took the initiative to contact anyone, for fear that the other party would misunderstand.

If it is scattered, it will be scattered, and there are thousands of them behind her for her to choose, so she doesn't have to stick to one.

A week later, the stitches were removed from the wound on her back.

Zhong Minchen personally removed the stitches, I don't know if the stitches hurt or he made it hurt, her brows have not been relaxed.

"Alright." He put down the scissors tweezers in his hand.

In order to facilitate the removal of the stitches, she was wearing a vest today, Zhong Minchen felt sexy, and her hands were heavier when the stitches were removed.

Meng Nanqing, who accompanied her, frowned throughout the whole process and complained: "Will it be dismantled, don't you see her hurt." ”

Zhong Minchen glanced at Meng Nanqing lightly, expressionless: "How can there be a stitch removal that doesn't hurt?" ”

Meng Nanqing rolled her eyes, picked up the shirt at hand and put it on her, and muttered: "Go back and cross the brazier......"

Ni Chenghuan tucked the shirt on his shoulders, then got up, glanced at Zhong Minchen, and nodded slightly, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." There was still no expression on his face.

chatted so much on the Internet, but in reality he pretended to be reserved, he was really good at pretending, he said in his heart.

Out of the hospital gate, Meng Nanqing pouted, "Why don't you let Lin Sen dismantle it for you, and call it for free." ”

"He's full for surgery today, and I'm a member here." Ni Chenghuan said.

"Full? No," Meng Nanqing furrowed his eyebrows, "He rested today." ”

"How do you feel like he's avoiding you?"