Xie Shang's knife wound was infected, which was not serious, but it was not good. He didn't want to go to the hospital, Wen Changling would come over every day to clean and disinfect the knife edge.

She got off work a little late today, and it was already dark.

She brought the medicine over: "Do you have a fever today?" ”

Xie Shang had a little fever yesterday.

He put down the pen that copied the book, pulled the chair, and sat down in front of Wen Changling: "No." ”

Wen Changling gently pushed his shoulder, the process of cleaning the wound has been done many times in the past few days, as long as she makes one movement, he knows what to do, leaning back along her hand, and lifting the clothes with her left hand.

Wen Changling took off the sterile dressing on it, and the incision was still very red and swollen: "Why is it not good?" ”

Xie Shang didn't speak.

Her hair grew a lot, and when she bent over, the ends of her hair fell on him, a little stinging itch, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

She turned to get her medicine.

The hair slipped away from Xie Shang's hand.

She used a cotton ball dipped in iodophor to disinfect, the technique was very professional, and she also wore gloves, disinfected the poison, applied antibiotic ointment to the topic, pasted a new dressing, and gently touched the wound with her fingers: "In the future, it will also leave a scar." ”

Xie Shang had an open abdomen, and the incision was on the upper left side of the abdominal cavity, one finger long.

He asked Wen Changling, "Do you mind?" ”

He doesn't care about himself, he only cares about Wen Changling's likes and dislikes.

Wen Changling didn't answer this question, took off his gloves, and covered the knife with his palm: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Xie Shang shook his head.

Fu Ying went to meet Pang Shifang's lawyer today.

"Changling, something is very strange, Pang Shifang doesn't seem to know about your existence until now."

Fu Ying used a pseudonym because he wanted to enter the Zhou family. And because Wen Changling wants to get close to Xie Shang, he can only use his true identity. There were three people in front, and it was not difficult for Pang Shifang to find out Wen Changling.

She has not been noticed by Pang Shifang until now, so there is only this one possibility.

She asked Xie Shang: "Is it Xu Zhonghan who did the tricks in your car?" ”

"Hmm."

"Why did Pang Shifang harm you?"

"I made him lose his position."

Boss Xie has really lied a lot recently.

Wen Changling touched the knife on his body, which was for her.

She took her hand away, helped him sort out his clothes, and turned her back to clean up the medical items in the tray: "On the eleventh, can you come back earlier?" I have something to tell you. ”

I have something to tell you.

This kind of sentence is what Xie Shang is most afraid of hearing recently. He wanted to meet Wen Changling every day, but he was afraid to meet every day, because the probation she gave could end at any time.

After a while, Xie Shang replied, "Hmm." ”

On the 11th, the weather was not good, but it was a thunderstorm.

Xie Shang doesn't like to socialize, and he doesn't like to be lively. His birth calendar year was very simple, he didn't organize a game, he didn't go to anyone, he went back to Su's house, and he had dinner with his family.

Dinner time has ended for two hours.

Xie Shang sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the phone with a dark screen, and did nothing, just sat like that.

Ms. Zhai Wenjin looked at the time: "Xingxing, it's so late, why haven't you gone back?" ”

"The rain hasn't stopped," he said. ”

Zhai Wenjin could see that Xie Shang was not interested, and his mind was not here: "Does Miss Wen know about your birthday today?" ”

"Hmm."

Wen Changling's observation notes are there.

Zhai Wenjin knew that Xie Shang had a problem with Wen Changling recently, but she didn't know what the specific problem was, she felt that a special day like her birthday was conducive to the warming of the relationship between the young couple, so she urged: "Then you go back quickly, what if she is waiting for you?" ”

What if she wants to say a breakup?

Xie Shang looked out the window, his already restless mood was amplified by the noisy thunderstorm.

Zhai Wenjin went upstairs and instructed Su Beihe: "Beihe, you will send the stars back later, it is thundering and raining outside, don't let him drive by himself." ”

Su Beihe took the car keys and went down.

"Are you leaving?"

Xie Shang got up.

On the road.

Su Beihe, who has always been taciturn, asked coldly: "Isn't it going well with Miss Wen?" ”

Outside the car flashed and thundered, the car drove through puddles at low speed, splashed messy water, raindrops smashed on the glass, very noisy, water droplets broke open, slid down, and then densely glued together, blurring the clear world.

Xie Shang replied: "I hate thunderstorms. ”

It took more than an hour on the road, and when Xie Shang arrived at Hetang Street, it was already past eleven o'clock.

The light in his room was on, and it was Wen Changling waiting for him. He passed by the yard, put away his umbrella, brushed the rain off his body, and pushed the door open.

The cool breeze of the autumn night blew into the house.

There was a box on the table, Wen Changling got up and went over: "Why did you come back so late?" ”

Xie Shang closed the door and took off his coat stained with moisture: "The weather is not good. ”

Wen Changling wore a skirt today, she didn't wear a skirt often, the beige skirt just reached the calf, the socks covered the ankles, revealing a small piece of fair skin, the coat was a long knit with very soft material, and her hair was loosely tied into a low ball, at this time she looked particularly quiet and well-behaved.

"I remember you hated thunderstorms, are you in a bad mood right now?" She didn't wait for Xie Shang to answer, "It's your birthday today, you can't make the birthday star feel bad." ”

She went over and turned off the lights.

The candle lit up, it was the kind of thin birthday candle, the flame was very small, and it only opened a small opening in the dark, and the light was just enough to cover Wen Changling.

"Happy birthday, Xie Shang."

The cake is a golden star.

The window was not closed tightly, and the flames were blown by the wind, so she hurriedly used her hands to protect it: "I didn't prepare a birthday gift, so I want to give you a birthday wish." ”

It's a wish again.

Xie Shang closed the window, held Wen Changling's hand, and took it away from the hot fire: "Is anything okay?" "She's weird tonight.

"Anything goes."

Xie Shang saw the connivance in her eyes.

So, he became greedy: "I want you to love me." ”

In the noisy and chaotic rain, he heard Wen Changling's answer.

"Okay."

Much like a dream.

Xie Shang began to question everything in front of him.

The candle is still burning.

Wen Changling walked over to him, hugged him, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

Yesterday's second watch was changed, and this is today's first change.

Do your Highnesses have tickets?