Fu Yanlin's tone and face were as cold as if someone had dug up his ancestral grave, cold and unfamiliar.
Wen Sheng pursed her lips and looked at him, also in anger, "I have hands, I can drink it myself."
"Either open your mouth or stop eating? I said, you are hurt because of me, so I serve you."
"..."
After a stalemate for a while, Fu Yanlin persisted, and Wen Sheng finally admitted defeat and obediently opened his mouth to drink the porridge.
It's a sweet porridge with a lot of sugar added.
The fusion of white sugar and soft and glutinous rice porridge is not perfect, and the sweetness melts between the lips and teeth. The porridge has just been cooked and is placed in an insulated lunch box. It tastes a little hot to the mouth, but Wen Sheng is the best
I like this.
Wen Sheng suddenly remembered that time in Chengdu, when she had a fever and was hospitalized with diarrhea. Fu Yanlin also prepared sweet porridge for her, and sat in front of the hospital bed to feed her patiently.
The state of mind at that time was completely different from today.
My favorite sweet porridge has lost its taste at this time.
Wen Sheng softened and plucked up the courage to speak, "Fu Yanlin, let's talk?"
She thought to herself that no matter what Fu Yanlin took the risk to save her, she should have a good chat with Fu Yanlin. It was not the first day that he had a bad temper. She should be more patient.
But Fu Yanlin didn't answer. He put down the spoon and put the remaining porridge back into the thermos. His voice was calm, "You just woke up not long ago, so you can't eat too much."
After cleaning up, he poured a glass of water for Wen Sheng and placed it on the bedside. After leaving a message, "Call me if you need anything," he went out again.
Wen Sheng looked at his bleak and determined back, unable to open his mouth.
He obviously didn't want to talk to her.
But, that’s not right, why is he angry?
Are you mad at her for flying quietly to Yuncheng in the middle of the night?
Are you angry that she is avoiding him?
But this is not the first day she has avoided him.
Wen Sheng can't figure it out - since he can't figure it out, then go and ask!
Thinking of this, Wen Sheng got out of bed and went to find Fu Yanlin.
The health center was not big, so she found Fu Yanlin within a short time.
It’s just that he is having a lively chat with someone else.
Wen Sheng recognized that she was the nurse who changed her dressing. She looked about twenty years old and was quite delicate. She was wearing a yellowed nurse uniform. She stood opposite Fu Yanlin with a smile on her face.
The nurse took his hand and looked at it, with a very expressive expression.
Fu Yanlin also smiled, not knowing what he said to her.
Wen Sheng immediately couldn't walk.
He kept making cold remarks to her, had a bad face, and started chatting enthusiastically with people as soon as he came out?
Wen Sheng knew that his recent stubborn entanglement was either because he liked her or because of a whim!
Wen Sheng turned around and returned to the ward.
I feel bad in my heart.
I said I was taking care of her so I didn’t leave. I’m afraid it was just to chase girls!
Teacher Zhu is right, men are not good things. When you have a new love, you will naturally forget her existence!
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After that, Fu Yanlin came back once to give Wen Sheng some porridge.
Wen Sheng pretended to be asleep and ignored him.
How about staying outside for two or three hours and chatting with others?
Come back to see what she is doing?
Fu Yanlin saw her with her eyes closed and clutching the quilt, but her eyelashes were still trembling, clearly pretending to be asleep - his eyebrows and heartbeat skipped a beat, and he went out again without saying a word.
Wen Sheng slowly opened her eyes, and when she heard the sound of the door closing, her eyes felt a little sore.
At night, Wen Sheng and Fu Yanlin were "driven" out of the health center.
Because there was an old man who came to the emergency department for infusion, and there was only one bed in the health center, the nurse said that Wen Sheng's fever had subsided and she could go home to rest.
Fu Yanlin packed his things without saying a word and carried them on his back. Then he picked Wen Sheng up from the bed and stared at the nurse and grandfather standing aside.
Wen Sheng subconsciously resisted and said no. When he looked up, he saw the man's clean and smooth jawline. It was probably because he stayed up late and didn't shave. There was a green scum on his chin, which made him look more haggard and weathered for no reason, but yet
It's another kind of handsomeness that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
She thought to herself, your new love is right next to you, is it appropriate for you to hug me?
Fu Yanlin had no intention of letting go, and only said coldly, "A gust of wind will blow you down, and there will be no bed for you to give you an infusion when you come back. Besides, you are lame, and you are going to let me accompany you until midnight?"
Wen Sheng smacked her lips and said, "I'm not that weak. How unbecoming are you holding me like this?"
Fu Yanlin groaned, "Have I never hugged you before?"
"..." Wen Shengxin asked, can the past be the same as now?
Fu Yanlin said coldly, "You should hide your face if you're afraid of being embarrassed."
"..."
Fu Yanlin refused to give an inch, and Wen Sheng was helpless. He hid his hands in front of his chest and didn't know what to do. As a result, Fu Yanlin deliberately bumped her, causing her to subconsciously reach out and grab his clothes.
Wen Sheng was ashamed and angry, Fu Yanlin lowered his head and stared at her, with an uninhibited tone on his thin lips, "If you want to fall to death, you will always do this. But let me remind you first, the medical conditions here are poor, and I can't cure you if you fall into a cripple in three to five days."
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"..."
In the end, Wen Sheng had no choice but to wrap her hands around his neck and bury her face in his chest.
I am really afraid of being embarrassed.
As soon as she walked out of the health center, she felt countless looking eyes.
After all, it is a small place with simple folk customs. Such a blatant embrace between a man and a woman is really eye-catching.
What's more, Fu Yanlin has such an attractive face.
After returning to the small hotel, the boss told Fu Yanlin that there were no more rooms and he could not open another one. They were introduced by acquaintances to make some spare money. It was not a formal hotel and they did not even have a business license.
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Fu Yanlin hummed and carried him upstairs. When he saw the dilapidated room, Fu Yanlin frowned.
Wen Sheng saw the disgust on his face and said proactively, "The conditions here are poor. I'll ask Song Lan to ask if I can find you a better house in the town. If you want a room, you can make do with it for two days until the road is clear."
Get out as soon as the obstacle is clear."
Fu Yanlin glanced at Wen Sheng lightly, "No need."
"Then these two days..."
"Let's make do with you."
"..." Wen Sheng thought to herself, can you handle your disgusted look just now?
"Not willing?" Fu Yanlin looked at her expressionlessly, his voice cold.
Wen Sheng said angrily, "What's the relationship between us? It's not suitable to share a room together."
"Afraid that I will pester you? Don't worry, I'm not interested in patient numbers." After that, Fu Yanlin ignored her and asked her to sit on a chair. Then he went downstairs and appeared after about twenty minutes carrying a suitcase.
In the room.
Wen Sheng sat on the wooden chair and watched him take out a brand new set of dark gray silk bedding from the suitcase, laying it out quickly and neatly.
The silky milky four-piece suit, which seemed to be worth a lot at first glance, suddenly brightened up the simple and dilapidated room, making it even more out of place.
Wen Sheng almost applauded him.
After changing, Fu Yanlin put aside the original sheets and quilt cover, and then carried Wen Sheng to bed.
The moment the man leaned forward and put her down, Wen Sheng smelled the aroma of tobacco and mint on his body, and she felt quite happy for a moment.
She grabbed the man's chest and clothes, raised her head in panic, passed Fu Yanlin's strong jawline, and fell into her deep eyes as black as obsidian, feeling a little drowned and suffocated.
The distance was so close that the two people's breaths were intertwined, full of ambiguity.