Chapter 35 Spring Dreams surround Husha (1)

After Tang Qichen finished speaking, he was silent for a long time.

His palm gently stroked Wen Yining's waist.

Just keep this force and don't move anymore.

The velvet blanket covers two people, separating the world.

In this small space, breathing is hot and heartbeat is clear, making people think of what is forever.

Tang Qichen used such a small blanket to easily untie the lock that Wen Yining had sealed for a long time. It became rusty over the years and no one cared about it.

It is a profound grudge, reminding Wen Yining not to make mistakes again at all times.

At this moment, she heard a "click" sound, the sound of the key entering the hole.

Wen Yining slowly lifted the blanket down. When the light reappeared bit by bit, his eyes moved toward his neck one by one, and then he realized that Tang Qichen was asleep.

Wen Yining put the back of his head and gently put the person down.

Tang Qichen frowned, probably too lazy to open his eyes, turned over, lying on his side and never woke up again.

The air was smooth again. Wen Yining had just returned to his soul and sat by the bed for a long time without moving.

She turned her head and looked at her. The man's back was facing her, and her shirt hooked out of the curve of her shoulder blades, and a thin line connected to her broad back.

Wen Yining stood up, hesitated for a while, and helped him cover the quilt.

Ke Li said he was going to see Lao Chen off, but he had the strength to see. He even put the car key in his pocket when he left. He probably wouldn't come if he found an excuse later.

Tang Qichen took a nap for twenty minutes and could vaguely hear the sound of closing the door.

When he woke up, the bedroom was quiet, and only the phone light was flashing.

Ke Li sent him a WeChat message five minutes ago and asked if he needed to come again.

Tang Qichen replied, no need.

He put down his cell phone, looked at the eye drops bottle, and he was almost finished hanging.

The stomach disease has indeed occurred repeatedly in the past two years. Of course, he knows his own body. He can still bear it anyway, and he is still wandering around that critical point, so he will bear it.

When I get busy, I really don’t care too much.

It is only when the disease starts, my internal organs are wrinkled every time, so I feel a little regretful.

But once the medication works, the scar will be healed and the pain will be forgotten.

As long as Tang Qichen is in Shanghai, he will go to Lao Chen for infusion.

Sometimes I am so busy that I can’t get rid of myself, and gradually, I also learn the skills of removing needles by myself.

He took off the gauze and pulled out the needle without blinking.

After pressing for a while, he got up and got out of bed, and then opened the bedroom door but was stunned.

Tang Qichen thought Wen Yining had left long ago, but she didn't expect that she was still there.

The kitchen is turned on, and a piece of frosted floor-to-ceiling glass is vaguely, making the lights warm, the orange and yellow are like a scene with soft light beautification.

Wen Yining stood with his back to him, lowered his head, and cut on the chopping board with green onions, ginger and garlic.

She took off her coat, which was a shirt-like dress, with a knot tied with a belt, hanging softly on her waist.

The fire was turned on on the stove, and the water in the pot was already boiling.

Wen Yining pinched a small handful of noodles and put it in the water. After all this, she stood quietly by the stove and washed the bowl of soup.

Tang Qichen leaned at the door, and a silent tide surged in his heart.

Wen Yining noticed someone, so she turned around and was stunned, as if asking him why he didn't speak.

Tang Qichen looked at her and then walked over. His sickness had not subsided and his voice was dry and low. He said, "Thank you."

Wen Yining avoided his gaze and focused on what was happening in his hands. "It was really far from your house, so I went to buy some noodles."

The hot rice and hot soup seemed to warm Tang Qichen's stomach. He looked at the tomato and eggs in the bowl and couldn't help but say, "Put more noodles."

He looked at the knives and bowls again, "It turns out that I still have these things here."

Wen Yining said: "It's quite a waste."

Her tone was a little sarcastic and not very nice.

Tang Qichen stood aside, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, because he saw Wen Yiningyan being insincere, and he still put in a bunch of noodles according to his wishes.

A bowl of egg noodles makes you feel comfortable.

Just as he took noodles at this time, Wen Yining asked: "Where did Dr. Chen put the medicine you prescribed?

You will remember to eat later.”

Tang Qichen raised his chin to the bedroom, "It's inside the cabinet."

Wen Yining still followed his consent, "Then I'll go in and get it."

Tang Qichen nodded, "Thank you."

Wen Yining went into the bedroom and took away the empty medicine bottle on the cabinet. Each of them had medicine in four or five plastic bags.

Ke Li had been talking about the situation with Lao Chen before, but Wen Yining couldn't figure out which bag it was.

So I took out each one and looked at it.

It should have been opened some before, but Tang Qichen threw it on the table.

It doesn't hurt anymore, so I won't eat it anymore. After a few times, the bottles and jars are also very spectacular.

Wen Yining took a closer look...and there were some expired.

In the living room, Tang Qichen was full and had a good meal and drank, and was extremely comfortable.

Seeing her carrying a large bag of food, she was puzzled and said, "Hmm?

Has Old Chen opened so many?"

Wen Yining put the bag in front of him, "How about not many, there are everything from 15 years to now."

Are you not afraid of eating it indiscriminately, and taking the wrong medicine will cause problems?"

Tang Qichen looked slightly confused, and after a while, he realized that he was being scolded?

"I have been to Yahui for less than a year. I have been sick for five or six times. I am just in my thirties. It is the toughest age. Look at the man of your age, who is not strong or healthy?"

Tang Qichen frowned and asked her: "Which man of the same age?"

Wen Yining was choking for a moment, probably not expecting that he was still so calm.

As soon as he tied his brain, he blurted out: "That's that Daniel."

Tang Qichen frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly felt relieved, and asked with a smile on his eyes: "It's Daniel Wu."

Wen Yining felt embarrassed.

I secretly gritted my teeth and kept in mind the other people's business.

I heard Tang Qichen smile, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, tilting his head to look at her, and said gently: "I have attended the celebration of the Thousand Years of Donghuang Entertainment."

Many celebrities are here, and Director Qin arranged a group photo and he stood behind me."

Tang Qichen recalled a little and said, "He is about the same height as me, and he is also very kind. He is a decent person.

But I heard from Dong Qin that he was really good at shooting movies and martial arts in Hong Kong. His ribs were broken and his old illnesses were always there, and everything was not going well."

What I mean is that your male god's body may not be as good as mine.

"If you want to like him, I will talk to Mr. Qin and have the opportunity to let you meet me."

Tang Qichen spoke generously and his tone was long and long. He changed her theme by making a big move.

Wen Yining was indeed a little addicted to hearing this. It was not until he met his smile that he remembered his original intention.

After such a transition, the atmosphere naturally became relaxed.

She lowered her head and smiled at herself.

When I lifted up again, my heart was sincere: "Tang Qichen, you should cherish your body.

Every time you get sick, the people around you are very anxious.

Ke Li is not separated from you day and night, and he has to take care of you after finishing his work. Last time he had dinner with me, he even joked that if you don’t get married, he can’t get married first.”

As for the horoscope of the eight characters, Ke Li said that his eight characters and Tang Qichen's horoscope were in conflict.

In this society where interests are pursued, all those who can stay are storms.

Ke Li was sincere and surrender to Tang Qichen.

In this world, only loyalty is the hardest to buy.

"After all, a person's life is only once, and you are a little responsible for it.

Being alive is better than anything else.”
To be continued...