For a moment, there was a deathly silence in the room.
Because the window was closed by Jane Shiwu, the smell of medicine that was blown away by the wind began to gradually become stronger in the room, no? An elegant Shen Cheng was sitting on the sofa in the distance, but in? Under Jian Shiwu's gaze, maybe it was because his mind was pierced, or because he was a little bit embarrassed, for the first time, Shen Cheng turned his face away, and said in a somewhat evasive way: "Whatever you think?"
Jian Shiwu let out a muffled laugh: "Huh? Is it okay? Then I? Think like this."
Facing Shen Cheng like this, he was actually a little happy. He was too far away from Shen Cheng in the past, so that ruthless and cold appearance stood in his heart like a tall statue, like a god. Shen Cheng, who looked at him condescendingly, made himself feel afraid and resisted.
"The smell of medicine is so strong in the house." Jian Shiwu became more courageous: "Shen Cheng, is your injury? Is it serious?"
Because now he has seen the real Shen Cheng, a young, not so calm Shen Cheng whom he has never seen before, and who will be annoyed when his blunt words are exposed.
Like? It's kind of like—
You see, he's also a mortal, and he can't speak hard, and he can't be angry.
And this kind of intimacy? Let Jian Shiwu's courage gradually grow up again, he said: "Can I have a look?"
Shen Cheng's face changed slightly.
"Boom boom boom"
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.
Someone walked in lightly. It was a family doctor. He carried the medicine box, bowed respectfully, and said, "Master, it's time to change the medicine."
Faced with Shen Cheng, the others regained their composure and self-control: "Not long ago, didn't they just change?"
"The wound may be inflamed and infected. This medicine needs to be applied all the time to be effective." The doctor said humbly or arrogantly: "This is also the order of my husband. If you have any doubts, I will help you." That's it? Call Mister..."
Shen Cheng seemed a little helpless: "Change."
If this call is made to Ji Yuansheng, it will be endless, even if Ji Yuansheng learned that he was injured two hours ago, the meeting will be held soon, and the secretary said on the phone that he would book a plane ticket back home , under Shen Cheng's dissuasion, he started preaching again, so that he could cooperate with the doctor's treatment.
If the doctor complained again and said that he didn't cooperate, Ji Yuan was afraid that he would show up at the airport tomorrow night.
The doctor came over... Shen Cheng said, "Please go to bed."
Shen Cheng stood up, looked at Jian Shiwu, who was a head shorter than himself, and said expressionlessly, "How long are you going to stand here?"
Jian Shiwu was puzzled: "Huh?"
"I'm going to take off my clothes and change my dressing right away." Shen Cheng is tall and tall, and he leaned over a little, getting closer to Jian Shiwu, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, and his magnetic voice seemed to be ambiguous: "Do you want to stay? Come down for a visit?"
…
Didn't Jian Shiwu's small face after knowing it belatedly? Consciously blushed.
Jian Shiwu, who seemed to be quite calm just now, suddenly lost his momentum, his long eyelashes blinked and blinked because he was at a loss, and his big round eyes seemed to be filled with a little shame, don't you know? What was in my brain? Jian Shiwu used to have a soft and crisp voice with a bit of anger. He turned around and said, "I'm leaving!"
Shen Cheng stood at the same spot, watching his figure leave in a hurry, with a faint, doting smile on the corner of his mouth.
The doctor next to him: "..."
He was fortunate enough to witness the young master molesting his classmates, it was a crime.
…
After Jian Shiwu came out of the room, she met Joan who came up from the downstairs. The two people looked at each other, and there was a brief moment of silence.
Joan was the first to fry the pan, yelling, "You entered Shen Cheng's room!?"
Jian Shiwu was frightened by his loud voice and shrugged: "Why, what's wrong?"
Joan took a long sigh and said with emotion: "Anyway, since I borrowed, I have never had a chance to enter his room, or? You went in today, and I thought his room What kind of forbidden place is it?"
Jian Shiwu really didn't think about it at all, but when he saw Qiao An's distressed face, he burst out laughing: "Is that an exaggeration?"
Joan came over and said, "Hey, tell me what's inside?"
"It's nothing..." Jian Shiwu didn't see anything unusual: "It's just a normal bedroom, and there are some old things from junior high school in it."
Qiao An said casually: "That's it? Well, I thought it was hidden? People can see that they are covering some kind of treasure."
Jian Shiwu's smile froze on his face, and for a moment, he wondered whether these little things, which were insignificant in the eyes of others, were really priceless treasures to Shen Cheng
The significance lies not in the value of the commodity itself, but in the special emotion and irreplaceability that the owner gives to it. These things have been baptized by the years, even if they have been It is no longer the trend of the times, but it is also more precious because of its uniqueness.
Jian Shiwu said: "Maybe he just doesn't like others touching his things."
Qiao An nodded, and while sitting and chatting with Jian Shiwu in the living room, he said, "Shen Cheng is the person I've ever seen with the strongest sense of territory, although it's usually not too obvious. , but he is very possessive because of his own private property, when he was in country m, the equipment in his room was not allowed to be touched by anyone."
Because we talked about country M, Qiao An began to reveal some interesting things to Jian Shiwu:
"When he first transferred from another school, he was a dull gourd. We wondered if he had a disability."
"Don't look at him looking at Wen Jing, I didn't expect to be able to fight, I remember one time..."
"Have you heard of our school's Christmas 24 animation? It's the program that still made the global news. It was designed by Shen Cheng."
Jian Shiwu Zhile: "Really? So cool!"
The two of them had a very pleasant chat for the first time. Slowly, according to Qiao An's description, the empty three years seemed to be slowly made up, and he began to understand What kind of life did Shen Cheng live in these years, and the original blurred appearance became clearer, because the two of them were too involved in talking, and the doctor didn't notice it when he came out.
The doctor stood behind Jian Shiwu and coughed lightly: "The medicine has been changed."
Jian Shiwu stopped talking, looked back at the doctor, nodded and said, "Is Shen Cheng okay?"
"At present, it is not life-threatening." The elegant doctor pushed his glasses, and he said: "Conservative treatment is definitely no problem, it just depends on the degree of cooperation of the young master."
Jian Shiwu sat up from the sofa, wondering: "Is Shen Cheng cooperating?"
The doctor lowered his head and said heavily, "That bowl of chicken soup is his only food at night."
Jane Shiwu was a little shocked.
Joan echoed beside him: "Shen Cheng is very picky about what he eats. I think if it wasn't because food is necessary to maintain human life, he might have already been refined."
"Has he always been like this?"
Shen Cheng didn't show any particular picky eaters when he was in junior high school.
Joan said: "Most of the time, it's like this. You are really amazing. You actually give him whatever you want. At noon, I want... You will be impressed!"
The doctor also... Jian Shiwu said, "It was a great help."
Jian Shiwu was flattered, and he waved his hand to indicate that his contribution was not too great, and then thought: "But is it really okay to just drink soup? No, how about cooking something he likes?"
Joan was lying on the sofa with salty fish: "Is there anything he likes to eat, just? I haven't seen him... What kind of food expresses his love, if he has to say..."
Joan and the doctor looked at each other and said in unison, "face."
Jian Shiwu showed doubts: "Then? Just make him a bowl of noodles. That's it."
"I don't understand." Joan spread his hands: "He seems to have a good impression of pasta, but no matter if it is made by a chef at home or a five-star chef outside, even if abalone and sea cucumber are added, there will be some noodles. Sometimes he is not interested, you say he doesn’t? He likes it, he can eat two bites of some noodles, say he likes it, sometimes he doesn’t even touch it.”
noodle
Jian Shiwu's dull little head turned around, and suddenly, as if a little blessed to his heart, he said, "How about rolling the noodles by hand?"
Both Joan and the doctor were taken aback.
Jian Shiwu stood up. It happened that nothing happened. He looked downstairs and smiled: "Where is your kitchen? Where is it? Ah, can we use it?"
…
It was dusk, and the autumn night was chilly. Because of the inflammation of the wound, Shen Cheng's low-grade fever became more and more serious. Even so, he was still neatly dressed, and he just half-lyed on the bed and took a nap.
"Boom boom boom"
There was a knock on the door outside.
Shen Cheng's voice was hoarse because of the fever: "Come in."
Jian Shiwu walked in with her baby noodles in her hands, facing the strong smell of medicine in the room, because Shen Cheng was feeling hot and uncomfortable, the window was opened a little, and a cool breeze came in, bringing autumn Unique coldness.
Shen Cheng turned his face and saw the young man standing at the door. It turned out that he hadn't left yet.
Jian Shiwu put the noodle bowl on the bedside table. He sat by the bed and said softly, "Shen Cheng, I cooked noodles for you. Would you like to have some?"
Because of the fever, Shen Cheng's head was a little confused, he seemed to be in a sea of fiery flames, and Jian Shiwu's voice was like a cool wind, which made him feel relieved for a moment.
Shen Cheng was sweating all over his body, he whispered: "You did it?"
"Um."
Jane sat beside him at noon, looking at him with big bright eyes, gently and earnestly: "I guess you have no appetite, I cooked you a bowl of green vegetable noodles, I heard you didn't eat today, so not good."
Shen Cheng pursed his lips, he wanted to say that you don't even care what I do if you don't like me, or say something strong to save the face he lost, but he raised his eyes... Shang Jian Shiwu's clean eyes full of concern At that time, all the words were stuck in his throat, and finally turned into a somewhat blunt sentence: "Got it."
I don't want to see them look at me disappointed, my body subconsciously thinks that what I say is much more honest than my brain.
Seeing him at noon, Jian Shiwu seemed to be in a bad state. Well, he turned sideways and asked, "Are you all right, aren't you? The wound is serious. Are you feeling bad now?"
Shen Cheng said lightly, "I'm fine."
Seeing him like this in Jian Shiwu, she couldn't force her to do so, so she just nodded and said, "Then I'll be back soon."
Shen Cheng nodded lightly, and said casually, "Go home?"
"no."
This was Shen Cheng's unexpected answer. Jian Shiwu said: "The teacher said that Annie was frightened. I might visit her soon."
Shen Cheng slowly moved his gaze out of the window, looking at the dark night. At this time, at night, lonely men and widows still want to visit
As soon as he thought of this, Shen Cheng's complexion changed. It was gloomy, and he almost wrote down his unhappy mood on his complexion.
But Jian Shiwu didn't seem to notice it: "Then I'll go back first."
Just got up, a voice came from behind: "Wait."
Jian Shiwu turned around curiously, and saw that Shen Cheng, who was fine just now, slowly raised his hand, and rubbed the center of his brows, his voice was a little hoarse and fragile: "Help I called the doctor."
Jian Shiwu:
Shen Cheng: "My back hurts a bit."
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