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"Mom, I'm fine!" Even in the hospital, she was still trying to be brave. I glanced at the porridge in my hand, hey, it really wasn't of the same grade. I was sorry to disturb the mother-child relationship, so I took out the steamed buns and noodles, sat at the door of the ward and ate them in an inelegant manner. I was really hungry, and the way I wolfed down aroused a lot of strange eyes, so I had to Silently holding his face and turning around, he accidentally met the disdainful eyes of Mr. Lu's mother who just opened the door of the ward. There is no doubt that there is no doubt of contempt for those cold eyes.
"Hello." I greeted the leader's mother with my hands in my hands. For a while, I didn't know whether to continue eating or stop. Just when the cells were divided into camps and ready to go to war, I heard a call from the room, "Xu Xiaoyun, come in." So all the cells put down their weapons again and merged into one. I continued to drag the noodles with my left hand, Picking up the steamed buns, the little finger picked up the porridge bag, walked around the leading mother with a smile, and slipped in. "Mr. Lu, do you still drink porridge?" I asked.
There was already a small table in front of him, "Put it on!" I obediently put all the food on the small table. I sat down by the bed and continued to eat my noodles and steamed buns. My mother walked in. She looked at the food on the table and made me think she was hungry too, so she asked friendlyly, "Would you like to eat?" ?"
She shook her head with a smile, went to the bedside table and took the thermos box over, "Try the sago porridge I cooked."
"Really?" I can always stare at food when I encounter delicious food. Mr. Lu's mother skillfully poured out two bowls. I thanked him and took a sip immediately. "It's delicious." It's just as delicious. When I was at home, my mother would cook porridge for me and Xu Xiaoning whenever I was free. There are all kinds of porridge, sweet and happy, and it hasn't been like this for a long time.
I couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, I drank a bowl, "Thank you!" But faced with such delicious porridge, Mr. Lu didn't drink it, and instead drank the white porridge I brought, "Mr. Lu," I tried to keep my voice down. Low, I don't want Mr. Lu's mother to hear, "Your mother's porridge is delicious, why don't you drink it?"
"Is it sweet?" he asked. I'm a bit at a loss as to what kind of answer this is. Looking at him with a frown and continuing to drink the porridge, it was Mr. Lu's mother who said as if she had suddenly realized: "Look at me, I was too busy cooking something delicious, but I couldn't help but put too much sugar, you have to eat something lighter now. "I also nodded consciously, can I drink the remaining bowl? I asked about the porridge again, yes, my eyes stayed on the porridge, "You drink it up!" I was so happy that I drank up the other bowl, and finally I didn't forget to give Mr. Lu's mother a thumbs up like.
"Mr. Lu, is your stomach feeling better?" I continued to eat noodles.
"Xu Xiaoyun, don't you think you are eating noodles too loudly?" Could it be that you have heard what you just said, but the noodles should be eaten more loudly to taste better. If you eat it politely, the noodles will rise. Although I thought so in my heart, but the leader has spoken, can I not follow? After eating slowly, one bite at a time, I almost wondered if the noodles were tasteless. I lowered my head and slowly ate the buns and noodles, but I felt two strange eyes staring at me all the time. I looked up and saw Mr. Lu, who had finished his porridge, watching me eat the noodles intently. Those loving little eyes, I Thinking of the pain of dieting, when faced with delicious food, you can only look at it, smell it, but not touch it.
At this time, Mr. Lu's mother said: "Yu Cheng, mom is leaving first." Then she said to me: "Xiaoyun, right? Help me take good care of Yu Cheng..." I looked at the back of Mr. Lu's mother going away, and Cheng , let me take care of Yucheng, for Mr. Lu's name, I couldn't help laughing and almost suffered internal injuries.
"Yucheng." I called out quietly, and when I saw the hand on the other side move, I laughed. "Mr. Lu, I can always call you Mr. Lu from now on! Can I not call you Mr. Lu? It's strange." He was about to reach out and touch my head again. This time I ran away with quick eyesight and hands, and continued to laugh proudly. Laughing, he just leaned against the head of the bed.
I cleaned up the mess after I mopped up the food and put the table back. I ate too much at noon, and my stomach was full, so I paced back and forth in the room, trying to digest a little. Mr. Lu probably couldn't stand me dangling in front of him, so he waved me to stop.
I was reluctant: "I'm full, I need to digest it!" Mr. Lu looked at me with eyes that knew everything, and I felt so exhausted.
Later, I supported him and walked outside the ward, breathing while digesting. On the first day of the wonderful weekend, I worked as a nurse for a day. When I got home at night, I was completely exhausted. As a result, I was called over the next day. I saved Mr. Lu’s phone number and asked me to bring white porridge. The second time you need to add some side dishes.
Smart, I brought some documents that needed to be translated this time, but because I didn't bring any materials, I had to bite my pen in front of the table. After a day of conditioning, Mr. Lu's health has improved a lot, but the doctor still didn't say when he could be discharged from the hospital. Looking at the handsome profile, I suddenly started to wonder what kind of beauty is worthy of such a male god.
The sharp ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted my cranky thoughts, "Hello."
"Senior Xiaoyun."
"Xiao Wang!" I exclaimed. Wang Sheng is my junior in the voice actor club in college, "What's the matter?" Thinking that my voice was too loud, I glanced at the person on the bed who was still squinting, and I turned around and walked into the bathroom. When I came out again, my world was full of sunshine, and everything was as beautiful as gold-plated.
Chapter 12
I went to the nurse's station and printed out the manuscript. After reading it, I felt confused. I called Wang Sheng, and he told me that this story was written by a writer he met online, named Sun Yuan. Read the story It can be adapted into a radio play. I silently wrote down the name of Sun Yuan in my heart, and took the manuscript back to my room. Mr. Lu was still sleeping. I walked over quietly, put away all the translated documents, and started to modify this story into a radio drama manuscript. Sheng has ups and downs, she loves him, even if it is love at first sight, but it is precisely because of this that the two cannot truly treat each other honestly, leading to regret in the end. But fortunately there is still hope! I was in a rare mood of loss, biting the tip of the pen, and it was difficult to write the sentence I love you. I don't understand love, because I haven't experienced it, so I can't understand the kind of unforgettable, and besides, the two men closest to me, one is rough and whips at all times, and the other is a villain who often makes small reports. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I almost bit my pen into pieces.
"You can eat food when you're hungry, but the pen is not something delicious." The pen resolutely fled to the floor, and I looked at this man who had just woken up in embarrassment, it was the best! So I didn't care about the broken pen, moved a chair and sat in front of Mr. Lu's bed, and copied a notebook from the table, and of course a new pen. Make a pious gesture, "Mr. Lu, do you believe in love at first sight?"
When Mr. Lu saw my actions just now, his brows did not relax. The question now made his brows even more frown.
I froze and said: "Mr. Lu, it's not good to frown frequently, you will look old, you should smile often, like me." I made an exaggerated smile, and finally my face was a little sour, and the man glared at me. But the eyes became more and more fierce, and my heart trembled accidentally, "Okay, you should still wrinkle, it's so mature and attractive!" I brewed my emotions, "But, can you answer my question first Ah! Huh?"
Was it just to get a feel for the revision of the manuscript, or to show him the manuscript, when he was still thinking about it, Mr. Lu suddenly said: "Xu Xiaoyun, are you a fool?"
Forget it, what I asked was not human, and I started to write and close the book to retreat and think for myself. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang, "Wang Sheng!" There is a need for me to be able to give a voice, and it is still Ye Sheng, my god!
In the end, I left a sentence for me to think about it, so I quickly hung up the phone. I have always played the role of screenwriter, and occasionally do some post-production. Worry, mixed blessing. I turned my head and smiled at Mr. Lu, but when I saw his livid expression, I instantly turned pale. Fortunately, I have to go to work tomorrow, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on.
In the middle of the night, I finally sent the manuscript to Wang Sheng, feeling like I was finally detached. I yawned again and again when I went to work during the day. It must be because I was deprived of the rest time for two consecutive days before, but since the leader’s eyes flew over here from time to time, I tried my best to pretend to be serious about the difficult words. The struggle, this station was really long-lasting, and I persisted for a whole morning without conquering it. In despair, I tried to beat my head on the table while the leader was away, "I'm really a pig's brain."
The sound of "dongdong" was extremely loud in the quiet office, "Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?" Juliet asked me with concern, I turned my head to look at her, "I'm sleepy, I really want to sleep."
Hearing my reply, Juliet obviously felt that she was concerned about the wrong person, she immediately withdrew her sympathy, and turned to give me a blank look, "Go make a cup of coffee, it's all black." I stood up helplessly to make coffee, and it was almost there. It's time to eat, and the morning is spent making soy sauce, so try to work harder in the afternoon to balance the morning and afternoon work.
The black coffee was really bitter after drinking it, and my mind cleared up a bit, but the next text message I received on my phone made me feel completely exhausted.