Xiang Changkong didn't know what Brother Wang told Xu Lian, but she was so worried that she found her own home. He looked at Xu Lian and said to her: "My injury is really fine, don't take it to heart. There is also the matter of compensation, which I really don't need."
Xu Lian has never been close to anyone since she was a child, and she has never owed anyone any favors, but she was always worried about Xiang Changkong. He was injured because of himself, and also because he was complained. In her opinion, it is reasonable to compensate him for his losses. But Xiang Changkong repeatedly said that he didn't need it, and she didn't want to burden him: "That's fine, but you have to remember to wipe this medicinal wine."
"Ok, I know."
There was silence between the two for a while, and Xu Lian said, "Then I'm leaving."
She turned to open the door and got in the car. Xiang Changkong stood on the basketball court and watched her car slowly drive out of the community before going upstairs.
In his hand was the bottle of medicinal wine that Xu Lian gave him just now. This was not the bottle that Xu Lian used to help him with medicine in the lounge last time. This bottle is brand new, unopened.
Looking at this bottle of medicinal wine, Xiang Zhangkong suddenly felt a burst of warmth in his heart, as if the sun was blowing.
Xu Lian is so good, she should be treated well, not like him... having some dirty thoughts about her.
He returned home and just closed the door, Xiang Nuan took his mobile phone, and a gust of wind blew in front of him: "Brother, I just read Miss and Sister's Weibo, her store had an accident last week, and then a The delivery boy helped her, it's you!"
She held up the screen of her mobile phone in front of Xiang Changkong, and as soon as Xiang Changkong looked up, she saw the photo of her back.
"I didn't help her either..."
"I didn't help anyone and thank you on Weibo!" Xiang Nuan has never been so fooled in these matters. She looked at Xiang Changkong and smiled more and more ambiguous: "Brother, it turns out that your injury is a hero saving beauty, it's worth it! Am I going to have a sister-in-law soon?"
Xiang Changkong: "..."
He rubbed his warm little head and walked into the room: "What are you thinking about all day long, study hard."
"What are you running for, are you shy?"
"I put out the medicinal wine, you are going to wash your hands and prepare to eat." Xiang Changkong said this, but his pace involuntarily quickened. Back in his room, he put the medicinal wine on the table and saw a paper cup on the table.
This should be the paper cup that Xu Lian used when she came. Xiang Zhangkong picked up the paper cup and was about to clean it up, but saw a red lip print on the edge of the paper cup.
… The boiling water that had cooled down in the paper cup seemed to be boiling again, making Xiang Zhangkong feel a little hot.
He thought of Xu Lian's watery, soft lips that were always tempting him.
He was really helpless.
He took the paper cup to the kitchen, emptied the water, and threw it in the trash.
After finishing the rest of the dishes, he greeted his mother and Xiang Nuan to Changkong for dinner. Xiang Nuan's fried lettuce with chopsticks in his mouth changed his expression immediately after feeding it into his mouth: "Cough cough, brother, although you just bought salt, you don't need to put so much in it."
She put down her chopsticks, took a large glass of water for herself, and drank it in one breath.
Xiang Changkong felt that her reaction was too exaggerated. He also tasted a piece of lettuce, and then frowned: "Cough, it's really salty."
"Isn't this a bit, I just suspect that you poured a whole bag down, and it was too salty!"
"..." This is really exaggerated. He withdrew the lettuce aside and said to Xiang Nuanhe's mother, "Don't eat this for now, I'll find a way to rescue it at night."
Xiang Nuan took another glass of water for himself, walked back to the dining table and sat down: "I'm afraid this will not come back after rescue. Fortunately, Miss Sister didn't stay for dinner today."
Xiang Changkong: "..."
Xiang Nuan picked up his chopsticks again, took a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and tasted it carefully: "Huh—this sweet and sour pork ribs is still normal."
Xiang Changkong said: "I just fried a soy phoenix tail, the other dishes should be fine."
Xiang Nuan gave a thoughtful "Oh": "So it's the little sister who scared you into this?"
"...No, I just accidentally added a little more salt." After Xiang Changkong finished speaking, seeing what Xiang Nuan wanted to say, he put another piece of spareribs into the bowl for her, "You like sweet and sour spareribs, eat more. point."
Xiang Nuan nibbled at the ribs while looking at him.
There are tricks.
Maybe she really is about to have a sister-in-law
After Xu Lian left Xiang Changkong's house, he drove directly back to Xingguang Park. Zhang Guoer was sitting in front of the cashier on the first floor looking at the store. Seeing her coming back so soon, she stood up unexpectedly: "Boss, are you back now?"
With the car keys in her hand, Xu Lian walked in with her high heels: "Well, I'll be back after finishing my work."
Zhang Guo'er blinked and asked her honestly, "What's the matter?"
Xu Lian said: "Give him the medicinal wine."
Zhang Guoer: "..."
that's it?
You're not kidding me.
Xu Lian walked into the lounge. The lunch she ordered at noon was still on the table, but it was cold. She picked up the lunch box and explained to Zhang Guoer, "I'm going to borrow a microwave next door."
Zhang Guoer was stunned: "You haven't eaten yet?" So you really just sent a medicinal wine?
Xu Lian said, "Yes, I'll be right back."
Zhang Guoer: "..."
It may be that she is still too young, and she does not understand the world of adults.
But she still found out that after Xu Lian went to Xiang Changkong's house, her mood was much better than the previous two days.
Xu Lian wasn't very aware of this. She made an order for a while in the afternoon, and when she was tired, she took her phone and planned to take a rest. Opening the mobile phone browser, she thought for a while, and entered the words "flying power" in the search box.
A lot of search results popped up, but they were a bit messy. She sifted through it, and finally focused on the word "aircraft design".
"Aircraft design...?" she murmured, pasting the five words into the search box again.
"'Aircraft Design' is a second-level discipline to which the first-level discipline 'Aeronautical and Astronautical Science and Technology' belongs..." Xu Lian read these words, and his expression became serious. Did Xiang Changkong learn aircraft design
She looked down and found that the best university in China for this major is City A University of Technology. This is a key college in China, Xiang Changkong... Will he be a graduate of A University of Technology
Maybe most people wouldn't associate a delivery boy with a top student from a key college, but Xu Lian wouldn't be surprised if Xiang Changkong said he graduated from A University of Technology.
She herself doesn't know why.
She read a lot of related materials about aircraft design on the Internet, including the current situation of this major and the complaints of its students about this major. After graduating from university, it is a relatively common phenomenon that the major does not match. Many students of this major change their careers to the more popular financial or IT industries for various reasons.
But Xiang Changkong is different from them. Why did he change his career to... the food delivery industry
Xu Lian frowned slightly, and his fingers slid down again. The following is a postgraduate admissions information from the First Aircraft Research Institute of City A.
Now is the time for the unified registration of graduate students. Xu Lian paid attention to it subconsciously. The deadline is the 31st of this month.
There are six days left.
Since she picked up the phone, Zhang Guoer has been watching her downstairs. She took a pen and recorded in the notebook: "The boss didn't know what he thought, and his mood became gloomy again. My life experience for so many years told me that this disease is called love."
On the other side, Xiang Changkong helped Xiang Nuan with his homework for a while in the afternoon, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Xiang Nuan studied it for a while, and it didn't take long for Xiang Changkong to ask her to go out to dinner.
She walked to the living room and looked around at the dining table. The failed fried phoenix tail dish at noon was made into a lettuce soup by Xiang Changkong, and some fans were added to it.
Xiang Changkong used the biggest bowl in the house, which filled a large bowl. Xiang Nuan was embarrassed for a moment, and said to Xiang Changkong, "Can you still eat after drinking this?"
"..." Xiang Changkong said, "If you don't add so much soup, you won't be able to dilute the salty taste."
… All right.
After tasting this bowl of soup, Xiang Nuan thought that her brother will always be her brother.
She had to admit that Xiang Zhangkong was really smart, and even outside of his studies, he always did better than others. Take cooking as an example. Since her mother got sick, Xiang Changkong has been cooking all the meals at home. When she ate something made by Xiang Changkong for the first time, she was really surprised.
She thought it tasted better than what her mother made.
Another example is today's fried phoenix tail in soy sauce. At noon, she thought it was hopeless, but Xiang Changkong turned it into a delicious soup at night. Xiang Nuan drank two large bowls in one breath and burped three times.
… His brother is raising pigs.
"No way, I have to stand for half an hour first." Xiang Nuan touched his bulging belly and walked back to his room to stand against the wall. Xiang Zhangkong finished clearing the table, and when his mother finished taking a shower, he took a shower himself.
Putting on his pajamas, he came out of the bathroom, and Xiang Changkong sat on his bed, staring at the bottle of medicinal wine Xu Lian gave him. After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened the medicine bottle and poured some into his palm.
He remembered all the techniques Xu Lian had taught him before. Following Xu Lian's example, he gently massaged the bruise on his knee.
He has been applying medicine for the past few days, and the injury is slowly improving. Although the bruise on the knee still looks scary, it really doesn't hurt much.
The medicinal wine began to work where he was being massaged, and it gradually became hot. This scalding feeling reminded him of that day in the lounge, when Xu Lian's hand was sticking to his skin, rubbing little by little. Her hands were small and soft, and the place she touched burned little by little like a fire...
Xiang Changkong suddenly stopped his hand.
He collapsed on the bed behind him, covering his face with his arms.
What the hell was he thinking.
He really is getting more and more dirty.