136 I miss you so much
Having said that, Fang Ting'er learned from Wang Shuishui yesterday that something was wrong with Chu Huan, she was dying, but she didn’t know where to find someone. When she was about to call Chu Huan’s cell phone, Wu Shao called first. , A brief description of the situation.
Fang Ting'er knew what was going on. She wanted to go directly to the hospital to see Chu Huan, but according to Wu Shao’s statement, they went now, and they just added to the chaos, so they had to cooperate the next day. Chu Huan was discharged from the hospital.
Afterwards, Fang Ting'er pulled Chu Huan and whispered, "Why don't you say that this person is Xiao Moye's friend, I thought he was your suitor, this is too meticulous."
Chu Huan was sipping milk at the time. When he heard this, he almost squirted out all the milk in his mouth, and caused the wound to be affected. Another frown and wailing, "You always think too much. You really think that I am loved by others, and the flowers are blooming!"
Fang Ting'er touched her nose and muttered, "Who makes Wu Shao too meticulous? It is inevitable that I will misunderstand!"
If Wu Shao heard this, he still had to vomit blood. Can he not be careful about Chu Huan's affairs? He was still worried about how he should tell Xiao Moye about this.
Taking off his suit and rolling up his sleeves, Wu Shao, a man, condescendingly busied himself in the kitchen of the small apartment where Chu Huan and the others rented. The cause was the doctor’s advice, Chu Huan’s children’s shoes had better eat some soft food during this time. Wu Shao brought Chu Huan back, thinking about making some porridge, but when I asked, these two women are kitchen idiots. At most, they can cook instant noodles, quick-frozen foods and so on. Congee is always bought and drunk outside.
Wu Shao was picky. He really didn't like the porridge sold in the porridge shop near the apartment, so he simply let him go to the nearby vegetable market to buy the ingredients and cook the porridge in his own kitchen.
Fang Ting'er nestled in Chu Huan's bedroom and said to Chu Huan, "What does Wu Shao do? He also serves as a soldier?"
"No, it seems to be a business man, but his father's generation seems to be in the army, and he grew up in the same military compound as Xiao Moye." Chu Huan doesn't know much about Wu Shao, basically. He heard some intermittently from Xiao Mo Yekou.
"Is also a rich lord, did you see the suit he took off? I looked at the trademark, it’s Armani. It’s not tens of thousands of dollars to buy it." A student of costume design, he always treats other people’s clothes. It is relatively sensitive.
Wu Shaodai is indeed quite rich, and there are also a bunch of rich friends. Chu Huan hadn't forgotten that in the fight in the coffee shop, Wu Shao greeted a group of friends, but all of them came by driving luxury cars.
When Wu Shao came in with the porridge and urged Chu Huan to drink the porridge, Chu Huan felt that it was really unreasonable for this young master to "serve" herself like this.
So I said thank you again and again, but Wu Shao was impatient, "Sister Chu Huan, you don't need to thank you for this. If you take care of the injury as soon as possible, I will be grateful!"
Chu Huan drank the porridge cooked by Wu Shao. To be fair, the craftsmanship was not bad, mainly because the ingredients were good enough. Fang Ting'er was drooling as she watched from the side, she also served a bowl and praised it while eating. This bowl of porridge was put outside, and it was not worth 50 yuan. Wu Shao didn't know whether it was happy or sad.
When Wu Shao left, Fang Ting'er asked Chu Huan about last night again. When he heard that Hong Lei planned to continue to deal with Chu Huan because of Xiao Moye's relationship, she couldn't help but slap her tongue. The person who kicked you didn't match Xiao Moye?"
"It seems to be." Chu Huan nodded. What the people yelled at the time seemed to be from the army.
"Is this a reality version of factional disputes, crony disputes?" Fang Ting'er said.
Chu Huan said directly, "You think too much, it sounds like a TV show."
"I always think that the military and political arena is like another society. Outsiders look at the officials and chiefs and find it familiar, but we don't understand what is going on inside. "Fang Ting'er said with a sigh.
When Chu Huan listened, she felt that it was not unreasonable. Indeed, the world of military and political affairs was the place that Xiao Moye was most familiar with, but it was completely strange to her.
After recovering from the injury for a few days, the pain in the abdomen has been healed a lot. It's just that the bruises on the abdomen haven't faded so quickly, so I can only apply ointment to the bruises that have slowly darkened in color every day as instructed by the doctor.
Because now is the time for the tutor to let the students freely make their graduation design costumes, Chu Huan has avoided the trouble of asking for leave from school. Read cartoons at home, and chat with Xiao Moye on the phone by the way.
I remember when she called him afterwards, his first sentence was, "Does it hurt?"
"You know?" She had a sore nose suddenly.
"Wu Shaogang told me." His voice was low, elegant and gentle.
"It hurt more last night, now it's much better." She said, her hand holding the phone tightly, her voice a little dumb, "Mo Ye, I miss you so much."
He seemed to fall into a kind of silence over there, and after a long time, he said in an almost obsessive voice, "Huan, I miss you too." This kind of miss, how deep and multiply, I am afraid she is now , Will not understand.
When someone who has been lost gets another thing, how much will they cherish? Treasure it to the point that you want to stay alive, there will be a fear every moment, fear that you will lose it again.
"I miss you... I miss you... I really want to hug you and kiss you." The voice from the phone, like him whispering in her ear, made her blush and heartbeat.
"Me... Me too." The citizen stammered a bit, after all, in this life, he has never said anything about love.
On the other side of the phone, he heard a deep and happy laugh, "Wait for me, in another 7 days, I will be back."
"Okay." Knowing that he couldn't see it, she nodded.
7 days, sometimes very short, but sometimes, it feels so long.
When talking on the mobile phone, I can’t see the human expression. At this moment, Chu Huan naturally does not know that Xiao Moye is sitting in front of the computer, talking to her while looking at the computer screen. A close-up photo of her single face.
On her face, the smile was bright, like a ray of sunshine. And he is constantly lusting for this ray of sunshine.