Leng Xinran said this, and Lan Xiu didn't know how to answer.
Although it is true to say so, once feelings happen, who can control them. On this point, he still has some empathy.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Did you come here all these years?"
These words made Leng Xinran a little puzzled, and looked at her in confusion.
"I've seen the scar on your arm. It's not light. How about your shoulder?"
I didn't miss the way she pulled her shoulders and frowned slightly just now.
He paused for a while, but did not answer, but silently increased the speed of the car.
Later, the two of them didn't say anything along the way, and Lan Xiu didn't ask any more questions, but simply talked to her about work matters, and she got very involved in the chat.
It was almost midnight when I returned to City Z, Leng Xinran went straight back to her apartment.
"It's so late, and you haven't had dinner, so stay here for one night. Tomorrow is the weekend, and you don't have to go to work. Ali put two sets of your clothes in the car before."
When getting out of the car, Leng Xinran also turned to look at Lan Xiu.
Lan Xiu thought about it, and agreed.
The two of them took their clothes, went upstairs unhurriedly, and when they returned home, Leng Xinran went to the kitchen to cook some easy-to-digest porridge and some side dishes for the porridge.
Lan Xiu went to take a shower, and when he came out, Leng Xinran was ready for supper.
The two sat down in silence and ate some.
…
After finishing the busy work, he took a shower coldly and changed into soft home clothes, and came out. Lan Xiuxiu sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV.
Looking at him coldly, he was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the locker beside him, opened it, and took out a medicine box.
"What's wrong?"
Lan Xiu looked at her in surprise.
"Extend your hand."
Leng Xinran took out the Xiaoshuang Dieda wine from the medicine box, and said.
It was only then that Lan Xiu realized that she was going to help him deal with the wound.
"It's okay, it will be fine in two days."
"I know better than you how strong she is. It's better to deal with it."
Leng Xinran is a man of action, and when he spoke, he also took out cotton and dipped it in Dieda wine, and his movements were very skillful, as if he did it like a common meal.
Come to think of it, didn't she deal with all the scars on her body by herself
Lan Xiu obediently handed something over.
Leng Xinran pulled it over and took a look, the back of his hand was indeed swollen high, with a big bruise.
"It's not a serious injury, bear with it, and use a little force to unclog the medicine to seep in so that it will heal quickly."
She spoke lightly, and raised her eyes to look at him.
Lan Xiu met her star-like eyes, smiled immediately, and didn't say anything, just watched her continue to move quietly.
Soon, the burning pain came, and it also made Lanxiu gasp, and the strength in her hands was not small.
Hearing his breathing faintly, Leng Xinran also looked up at him, saw that his expression was a bit forbearing, so he smiled lightly, "Be patient, this is special medicinal wine for Dieta, I paid a lot of money from Saibei The prescription bought from an old doctor and soaked in wine is very useful for healing from traumatic injuries. I used to have many injuries from practicing Taekwondo, and I can recover quickly with it.”
As he spoke coldly, the movements of his hands did not slow down.
Lan Xiu has been watching her busy, seeing her skillful yet indifferent and natural appearance, and for some reason, he feels a little pity in his heart——
What a strong person she is
What I have endured is probably not something that ordinary people can bear, right
He thought he was calm enough, but now compared with her, he had to admit that his state of mind might not be as good as hers.
Leng Xinran rubbed him for a while, and when he felt the back of his hand getting hot, the gloomy pain slowly dissipated, and the back of his hand seemed to become smooth, she slowly put away the medicine box.
"I'll wipe it again for you tomorrow morning, and I'll bring you some back and wipe it myself."
Leng Xinran put away the medicine box, washed her hands again, and then sat down next to him.
"Your shoulders..."
Lan Xiu was still a little worried and asked.
"It's okay, I'm on the medicine too."
"Let me contact a doctor in this area, and it should bring her back to normal."
Lan Xiu thought about it, but he couldn't bear to let her worry about it alone. When he saw her thin body hugging Mo Shaolan, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart. I think I can help share a little bit.
"Um."
Leng Xinran didn't make false excuses, because, indeed, having one more person can help her a lot. She has been shown to Mo Shaolan a lot these years, but there is still no way to heal her, so she also Inevitably a little disheartened.
That is a very poor woman, although there are also hateful things, but, no matter what, she is her cold-hearted mother after all, as a daughter, she is also Mo Shaolan's only relative, the only one she can rely on, if she Regardless, no one cares.
Sometimes blood relationship makes people feel helpless like this. Although Leng Xinran is very cold and treats her parents extremely indifferently, she has not let go of the responsibilities and obligations she should fulfill, including even if she She hated Leng Mingyi, but she still knew that she was his daughter.
"You've had a hard time, Xinran."
Lan Xiu took a breath, and suddenly turned his head to look at her uncontrollably. Seeing that she was suddenly in a trance, after thinking about it, he slowly walked behind and gently hugged her thin shoulders.
Leng Xin was stunned for a moment, and changed his tone, "You always position yourself in the concept that you are very hard, and you will feel that life is more difficult. I used to be like this. Put my mother there, and Xinling passed away. I also felt very painful. I stayed in Jing'an Cemetery for several months, and finally realized that I was just embarrassing myself too much."
"Hearing you say that, I always feel..."
"It always feels like an epiphany, doesn't it? I thought about becoming a monk, but I knew I couldn't, because I felt that I actually had a lot of things that I didn't finish well. things. The mortal world is not over... "
The smile on Leng Xinran's face was a little self-deprecating, knowing that Lan Xiu wanted to comfort her, he raised his hand and patted him on the back, "Okay, I've prepared the guest room, you should rest early, you're busy today Tired, and, thank you, don't talk about these things, okay?"
This is almost a scar that she doesn't want to uncover in her heart, and she feels helpless to expose it in front of him like this...