It wasn't a big deal for Xu Lian to find Changkong, but because he was injured and he refused to go to the hospital, she felt uneasy all the time.
She remembered the medicinal wine brought by her relatives from Hong Kong. Her father said it was very effective after using it, so she wanted Xiang Changkong to try it.
Xiang Zhangkong was afraid that Xu Lian would wait too long, so he arrived at her store at 2:10. The door of the store is closed, but there is no lock, only a wooden sign that reads "closed". Pushing open the door to the sky, he said to Xu Lian on the second floor, "Hello."
Xu Lian's hand wrapped in honeycomb wax paused slightly. She stood up and said to Xiang Changkong below, "Wait a minute."
She took out the tissue on the table and wiped her hands, picked up her mobile phone and walked downstairs: "Let's go to the lounge."
Xiang Changkong nodded hesitantly, and said, "Well, good."
The lounge in Xu Lian's store is not big, there is a three-person sofa by the wall, and a long table in front. The door to the lounge was made of glass, with curtains installed, but Xu Lian rarely lowered it. She walked to a small cabinet and took out a medicine bottle from it: "This is a medicinal wine that my relatives brought back from Hong Kong. My father said it works well after using it, so I want you to try it too."
Xiang Changkong really didn't expect that she was looking for him for this. He had been thinking about this problem on the way to deliver the meal today, but now he was a little relieved. He wanted to say no trouble, he had already bought the medicine by himself, but thinking that if he refused, Xu Lian might always feel bad about it, he still agreed: "Okay, thank you."
As he spoke, he went to pick up the medicine from Xu Lian's hand, but he didn't know that Xu Lian didn't give it to him, but pointed to the sofa: "You sit, I'll wipe it for you."
Xiang Changkong: "..."
"This, this, I can wipe it myself."
However, Xu Lian insisted: "This medicine needs to be massaged after rubbing it on to be effective. There are special techniques. Don't worry, my mother taught me, and I tested it on my father, and I promise it won't hurt."
Xiang Changkong: "..."
He is not afraid of pain, but is afraid of some other...
"Where is the injury on your body? Stomach?"
Xiang Zhangkong subconsciously wrapped his arms around his stomach and held down his clothes: "legs, legs..."
"Okay." Xu Lian put down the medicinal wine and rolled up Xiang Zhangkong's trouser legs. His knee had a large bruise and looked a little swollen. There were little purple-red dots under the skin, which was shocking to Xu Lian.
Seeing the injury on his leg, she stood up, picked up the phone and car keys, and said to Changkong, "No, you should go to the hospital for a checkup for this injury."
Xiang Changkong said: "It's alright, this injury just looks scary. I was on the basketball team in college, and the injuries I've suffered are more serious than this one."
"But… "
"It's really okay. I took some medicine by myself last night, and it doesn't hurt much today."
Xu Lian looked at the injury on his knee with a serious expression, as if she was thinking about something, after a while, she put down the car keys and mobile phone, and said to Changkong: "Okay, try this medicinal wine first, if it passes If it doesn't get better after two days, I have to go to the hospital."
Xu Lian decided on Xiang Changkong's matter in a righteous and logical manner, and Xiang Changkong pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, but said nothing.
Xu Lian picked up the medicinal wine again, opened it and poured some into her palm. The smell of medicinal wine permeates the surroundings, not too pleasant, but not too pungent. Gently attached his palm to Xiang Zhangkong's wounded place, Xu Lian heard him snort lowly.
"Does it hurt you?"
Xiang Changkong shook his head: "No, it's just a little cold."
Xu Lian said: "It will be hot in a while."
While helping Xiang Changkong press the medicinal wine, she explained the technique to him. Xu Lian's strength was very light, and after pressing it for a while, the place where the medicinal wine was applied really began to heat up.
"Did you get a complaint yesterday?" Xu Lian asked.
Xiang Changkong said, "No."
"That's good." Xu Lian adjusted her posture and added a little more force, "You should also be careful not to push too hard when you press it yourself. You can press it for fifteen minutes every day."
"Well..." Xiang Changkong looked down at her subconsciously after listening to her. Her hair was hanging down on the side of her face because of the movement of her head, and her specially made eyelashes looked longer and more curled from his angle. She seems to have changed to a lipstick with a darker color today. It's a little retro red. With her beautiful lips, the two lips are soft and soft, as if tempting people to go up and take a bite...
Xiang Zhangkong's heart beat faster than ever before, and even his breathing deepened a little.
His eyes always made her feel that there were a lot of things hidden, and at this time, those deep black eyes were glowing with a layer of water, bright and beautiful, which surprised her. The medicinal wine left on the palms burned the skin, Xu Lian shrank slightly. That familiar strange feeling drowned her again, like a catastrophe.
The silence in the room was stretched by a pair of invisible hands, and this moment became extraordinarily long.
Xiang Zhangkong put down his trouser legs and stood up abruptly: "It's alright, thank you."
Xu Lian looked at his flustered back, sat up and leaned on the sofa. Ah, he forgot to take the medicinal wine.
She stared at the bottle of medicinal wine for a while, twisted the cap, picked up her own things, closed the store and went home.
On this day of rest at home, Xu Lian worked harder than when she was in the store, because everything at home was not as complete as in the store. What she made the most was honeycomb wax.
Seeing the mountains of honeycomb wax at home, Xu Lian sighed softly.
On Thursday, MONSTER officially resumed business, and Wei Yichen also sent her a bouquet of flowers. Xu Lian put the more honeycomb wax into the display cabinet one by one, and put a big red one on the candlestick, lit it, and waited for it to burn a beautiful tear of wax, and took more than ten photos in a row.
Xu Lian's photography is self-taught. She bought several books on photography and researched, and then slowly honed her experience in actual combat. The publicity pictures of the store's works are all from her hands, and those beautiful photos have attracted many customers to the store.
Zhang Guoer watched from the side, took out a small notebook and recorded it carefully: "Whenever the boss turns on the crazy photo mode, it means she has something on her mind."
Xu Lian took about half an hour to take it before she closed her hands, and then she chose the one with the best effect, posted it on Weibo after she posted it. Zhang Guoer ran up and knocked on her door: "Boss, you can order takeout!"
The word "takeaway" caused waves in Xu Lian's deserted eyes for a moment, and Zhang Guo'er saw it sharply. She walked to Xu Lian, looked at her and said, "What's the matter, you don't want to eat takeout today?"
"No, I was wondering what to eat."
Zhang Guoer smiled and said: "The private kitchen we ate last time was pretty good. I'll try two other dishes today."
"Okay." Xu Lian clicked on the take-out software and found the private restaurant, "Do you want the potatoes back in the pot?"
"Okay, okay, let's order some more vegetarian dishes?"
"Um."
After the two ordered the dishes, Xu Lian thought about it for a while, and then added a note—please let the food be delivered to Changkong.
Zhang Guo'er was shocked, she knew who this Xiang Changkong was, that white delivery boy with deep eyes!
"Boss, why do you designate someone to deliver meals?" It turns out that the food delivery industry can nominate names just like Cowherd!
Xu Lian said: "It's nothing. He was injured in the last accident in the store. I want to see if he is better."
"Oh..." Zhang Guoer knew everything about the store in the past two days, and even thanked the takeaway brother for his courageous actions in the circle of friends. However, Brother Chen was also injured because of this incident. When he came to deliver flowers in the morning, he saw a wound on his face. Why didn't he see the boss caring about him
Zhang Guoer felt that she must have missed 100 million on the day she didn't come to work.
When Xiang Changkong received the order from the system, he saw Xu Lianliu's note. After sorting out his emotions yesterday, he thought he could face Xu Lian calmly, but now a simple sentence has disturbed his mood.
The scene in the lounge was replayed in front of his eyes again and again, and the rapid beating of his heart seemed to make him lose control at any time.
The thoughts he had about Xu Lian were really filthy.
"Xiao Xiang, you are also picking up meals here." A fat middle-aged man came over, wearing the same uniform as Xiang Zhangkong, with a festive smile on his face.
Xiang Zhangkong looked at him and called him with a smile, "Brother Wang."
"One serving of potatoes, one serving of steamed egg, one serving of three fresh soups, and two servings of rice, that's it!" The boss came out with the packaged vegetables and placed them on the table in front of Xiang Changkong.
This is the meal that Xu Lian ordered. Xiang Changkong stood there for two seconds with the meal in his hand, and turned his head to Brother Wang next to him and said, "Brother Wang, can I trouble you to bring this meal to me?"
Brother Wang looked at the address, Xingguang Park, but also dropped by.
"Yes, yes..." Brother Wang shifted his gaze to the bottom of the printed sheet, "but it says in the remarks that you can send it over."
This is really strange. He has delivered takeout for more than a year, and he has never encountered anyone who remarked his name on it.
"Do you know this person?" Brother Wang asked Xiang Changkong somewhat curiously.
"Forget it, I'll trouble you." After Xiang Changkong finished speaking, he picked up another takeout and stepped into the battery car and left.
Xu Lian and Zhang Guoer were waiting in the store for the takeaway. As the delivery time approached, Zhang Guoer subtly felt that Xu Lian's mood had changed.
She felt that this change must have something to do with the takeaway brother. She looked at the time and said to Xu Lian, "Strange, this little brother is always on time, why is he five minutes late today?"
Xu Lian said: "He is injured."
"Oh, yes." Zhang Guo'er just nodded when she saw a familiar color approaching, "Come here!"
She rushed over excitedly and opened the door, then stared blankly at the delivery man in front of her.
"Hello, is this Ms. Xu Lian?" The uncle asked her with a smile.
Xu Lian came up from behind and took the takeaway from him: "I am, thank you."
"You're welcome, and have a nice meal."
"That..." Xu Lian stopped the deliveryman who was about to leave and asked him, "I made a note to let Xiang Changkong deliver the food, what's the matter with him?"