It has been six years, and her techniques are not unfamiliar at all. This familiar scene brought both of them into the tide of memories, and they fell silent for a moment.
After pressing the button for about ten minutes, Jiang Heyu lost all his sleepiness. He sat up and took Hua Lai's hand: "I want to hug you."
The voice was hoarse and deep.
Hualai stopped what he was doing and sat there without moving.
Jiang Heyu: "Later, I had some dreams. I dreamed that you were kneeling by the bed and pressing my legs like before. I intuitively felt that the person was you, but I couldn't see the face clearly. I wanted to chase you, so you left. I
I can't stand up, I can't catch you, and the feeling of loss after waking up is like poison, which makes me feel uncomfortable, but I want to taste it again."
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Those dreams are luxurious. More often than not, no matter how much I think of you before falling asleep, I will never dream of you."
Hua Lai knew that he was playing the emotional card, but she couldn't remain indifferent. After all, she truly loved this man.
Jiang Heyu forced out another smile: "Go to sleep, we will take beautiful pictures tomorrow."
Hua Lai: "I really went to bed?"
She had yawned several times.
Jiang Heyu nodded: "Compared with before, things are much better now. At least you are real. I don't need to dream to see you. Go to sleep, good night."
Hua Lai really stood up, dimmed the lights for him, closed the door and went out.
Zhao Ling was still on the sofa in the hall. When he saw Hua Lai coming out quietly, he asked, "Is he asleep?"
Hua Lai: "No, but I made an agreement with him."
Zhao Ling: "Then you go to sleep and I'll watch over you."
Hua Lai: "He's fine, you should go to sleep too."
It's already twelve o'clock at night.
Zhao Ling's job doesn't allow him to have a regular schedule, so he has developed the special skill of being able to take a nap anywhere as long as he has time. He had already squinted for a while just now.
He has followed Jiang Heyu for so many years and knows that in today's situation, it is impossible for Jiang Heyu to sleep peacefully.
But he didn't say.
Zhao Ling: "Okay, I'll take a look at him and then go to bed. Come up quickly."
Hua Lai went upstairs.
Lying on a strange bed, she thought about everything that happened today, becoming more and more confused. In the end, she couldn't resist the deep sleepiness and slowly fell asleep.
Zhao Ling, who was downstairs, pushed open the door of Jiang Heyu's room and saw the man looking at him with big eyes.
To be precise, he was looking in the direction of the door.
Zhao Ling: "Still not sleeping yet."
Jiang Heyu bowed: "Where is she?"
Zhao Ling sat down on the chair in front of him: "Go upstairs and go to bed."
Jiang Heyu said a dull "Oh", "What are you doing here?"
Zhao Ling: "Guard you, lest you have a fever."
Jiang Heyu: "It won't happen like this every time."
Zhao Ling: "Who knows for sure. If it gets burnt out, no one will want it anymore. It will have to be watched."
Jiang Heyu changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, facing Zhao Ling, and humbly asked for advice: "Tell me, why do I not only hope that she will accompany me, but also worry that she will be tired? She is here, and I let her go."
Go to bed alone."
Zhao Ling was rarely serious: "Because you love him."
This sentence pleased Jiang Heyu, and the corners of his mouth curved upward: "This is the most beautiful sentence you have said since you have been with me for so long."
Zhao Ling still had no expression: "Can the salary be increased?"
Jiang Heyu said seriously: "Originally it was possible, but you got me into trouble today and got me caught in the rain, and you deducted it back, so I can't increase it."
Zhao Ling snorted: "Capitalist."
Jiang Heyu: "You don't understand, I have to save money. My wife, daughter, mother-in-law, there are many places to spend money."
Zhao Ling: "Wishful thinking is interesting?"
Jiang Heyu: "It's not wishful thinking, you see I'm sick, she came to see me today."
Zhao Ling exposed him mercilessly: "She came here because of my face."
Jiang He hissed: "Zhao Ling, find a wife. I hate that you have such a close relationship with my wife."
Zhao Ling looked like he was facing a formidable enemy: "No, just watching you guys fall in love is enough to give me a headache. I don't have the energy."
Jiang Heyu felt very regretful: "Then you won't be able to experience the excitement that love brings to you, the feeling of your heart beating faster and your body desperately secreting dopamine. You are really happy."
Hua Lai was now within his reach, so he could say "very happy", but during those six years of darkness, he really didn't want to try again for a second.
Zhao Ling: "I don't need that kind of happiness."
Jiang He became more and more energetic as he chatted with her.
He really didn't find Zhao Ling so interesting before. He didn't talk much, and Zhao Ling talked even less. Before Hua Lai came, although Zhao Ling was his driver, they didn't communicate much. The one who talked the most every time they met
yes--
"Go to such and such a place."
"good".
Later, when Hua Lai was going to school, Zhao Ling started to pick her up and drop her off, and the two of them gradually started to talk a few more words.
Later, when Zhao Linghui argued with Hua Lai and Jiang He, Jiang He really started to pay attention to this taciturn driver and personal assistant.
Jiang Heyu looked at Zhao Ling: "Seriously, have you ever liked a girl? In kindergarten or middle school."
Zhao Ling answered concisely and concisely: "No."
Jiang Heyu frowned: "You're not gay, are you? I heard that... that kind in the army is very common."
Zhao Ling rolled his eyes at him and said sarcastically: "Are you starting to have a fever?"
Jiang Heyu: "Then what kind of woman will make your heart flutter? Tell me. I'll meet the right one and introduce you to a few. For no other reason than to see how you please women."
Seeing that Zhao Ling's lips had just opened and no sound had come out, he hurriedly added: "If you dare to say that you like Xiao Lai like this, I will kill you."
Zhao Ling was speechless: "Why do I have to be moved by a woman? People have to fall in love?"
As he spoke, he muttered: "I have spent all my energy waiting for you like a mother for one day. If I really have a woman, I will break up in less than a week. Will you give me mental compensation?"
Jiang He said: "You broke up because the other party disliked you for having no interest in life and had nothing to do with me."
Zhao Ling waved his hand, as if to drive away the topic.
"Go to sleep. I've already spoken too much today. It won't be cool if I talk any more."
Jiang He and Li Hao said: "It seems that you can still have a sense of humor. Go and sleep on the sofa, don't stand in front of my bed like a filial son. I'll call you later if something happens."
Zhao Ling shook his head and stood up. He was really speechless towards Jiang He and Shi.
It was after two o'clock in the night when Jiang Heyu had a fever. He didn't know it himself. He just closed his eyes and frowned, turning over and over on the bed. He felt uncomfortable all over, and he was so confused that he couldn't wake up.
He felt as if his whole body was on fire. He kicked off the quilt and curled up on the bed like a cooked shrimp.
Zhao Ling woke up quickly. He got up immediately, first measured Jiang Heyu's temperature, and then found antipyretic medicine.
Jiang Heyu was shaken awake, took medicine in a daze, and then lay down again. Zhao Ling put an ice pack on his forehead to speed up cooling.
"Yin Yin...Yin Yin..." Jiang Heyu began to babble, and Zhao Ling was used to it. This chapter has been completed!