Thanks to Rong Wan's initiative to solve the problem, the stalemate between the two finally broke the ice a little bit. That night, after Rong finished cooking a meal himself, Shen Lingshu was 80% full after eating, and his face was not so ugly at last. The two even sat together in harmony and watched the news for a while. Although Shen Lingshu still has a hard time about Fu Ziyuan's matter, at least he is no longer alienated on the surface. He is waiting for an explanation, and he has a lot of patience.
After eating, Rong Wan slowly threw the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, while Shen Lingshu was holding the remote control and sitting on the sofa with a blanket, like a big lazy cat.
The flowers that Rong Wan sent were packed in glass bottles by him, and placed on the most conspicuous coffee table in the living room—although no one came to this villa, he just wanted to show off.
Rong Wan sat down on the corner of the sofa and casually picked up his mobile phone, but he didn't care.
"Press your fingerprint, I'll play a mobile game for a while." Rong Wan said.
Shen Lingshu paused for a moment, and his face brightened obviously. If Rongwan really cared about him, he should check his mobile phone from time to time to make sure that no one was outside. This is normal. Before, he deliberately left his mobile phone and computer in the study and bedroom, but Rong Wan never touched them. He saw it in his eyes, and he was a little disappointed—now that Rong Wan wanted to check his mobile phone, he felt a faint joy in his heart.
What's wrong with you, Shen Lingshu began to despise himself, and handed over the unlocked phone expressionlessly.
But he didn't know that after Rong Wan took his mobile phone, he didn't look through his information records. There were all transaction information in it, and he couldn't understand it even after reading it. Rong Wan went straight to open his search history—
I don't believe it anymore, I have to cure Shen Lingshu's duplicity!
Sure enough, I found a series of dozens of flower language of blue roses in the search history!
He also said he didn't check!
Rong Wan was overjoyed, thinking to himself why this person's stubbornness has been the same since he was a child? I almost couldn't hold back my laughter, glanced at Shen Lingshu who was still looking at it from the corner of my eye but pretended to be nonchalant, exited the page, threw the phone back to him, and pretended to casually mention: "By the way, you Aren't you going abroad? When will I leave, and I'll see you off?"
Shen Lingshu was still waiting for him to question the text messages on his mobile phone, and was caught off guard by such a knife.
He immediately narrowed his eyes and stared at Rong Wan: "You really want me to leave quickly?"
Rong Wan hurriedly said: "No..."
"That's it." Shen Lingshu said in a business-like tone: "The foreign project plan has been cancelled, so I won't go there for now."
What about foreign projects? Rong Wan didn't believe a word at this time, and it was very hard to hold back his laughter.
The relationship between the two melted into ice, but that night he couldn't go to Shen Lingshu's room to sleep. He was embarrassed to bring it up, and Shen Lingshu also acted as if he wanted to come or not, which caused the atmosphere to become tense. When they were most harmonious, they couldn't squeeze into a bed, and it was even more difficult to share the same bed after that. The two went back to their rooms, but both were extremely upset.
Rong Wan lay on the bed, unable to resist turning on his phone to search for the weather.
Previously, he didn't want thunder because he didn't want Shen Lingshu's nerves to be tense, but now, he was actually looking forward to the next rainstorm, with lightning and thunder...
Shen Lingshu was lying on the bed, also staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. He turned over and stared out of the window, seeing the bright moon and few stars outside, his expression turned ugly—there was no thunder when it was time to strike, and this person had been by his side for years, but it rained heavily every now and then.
God seems to be against him.
This state lasted for two or three days. After finishing the homework that should be done in school, none of them fell behind, and he even took the midterm exam. The midterm exams in college are different from those in high school, and the seats are all random. The last time Li Xiaoyu had a lot of trouble at school, which changed the impression of the students around him, so during the midterm exam, some people took the initiative to hand him a small note.
With this kind of help, even though he didn't review much, he finally passed the exam naked, and his grades were very good. Although he didn't get the merit scholarship, he still had an upper-middle class in the class.
After finishing the last subject, he got into the car, found out the string of phone numbers that Fu Ziyuan had left for him last time, looked at the expression of Shen Lingshu who was sitting by the side, and dialed it himself.
On the other end of the phone, Fu Ziyuan seemed very surprised. He didn't expect Shu Tianyan to take the initiative to call after his cold face last time.
And after hearing Rong Wan's proposal to meet, he agreed without hesitation—
His purpose was to take advantage of Shen Lingshu's weakness to severely injure Shen Lingshu. If he needed to greet Shu Tianyan now, and take Shu Tianyan away from Shen Lingshu, he would do it without thinking. He is deeply jealous of everything Shen Lingshu has, including Shu Tianyan, who is regarded as a treasure by Shen Lingshu.
What's more, Shu Tianyan wrote so many letters to him in those years, and his heart was originally on him.
Thinking of this, Fu Ziyuan readily agreed to go to the appointment, and offered to invite Rong to finish the meal.
Rong Wan asked lightly: "Mr. Fu, can I decide the place?"
Although Fu Ziyuan was a little surprised that Shu Tianyan, a poor student, came from such a big tone to decide where to go, but then he thought sarcastically that Shu Tianyan is not what he used to be now, he is a person held in the palm of Shen Lingshu, and he is no longer a follower Subsidized poor student in the back of his ass. He couldn't help being a little subtle, but he still smiled gentlemanly: "Of course, you can make a decision, just send me a text message."
"That's it, see you then." Rong Wan hung up the phone.
Shen Lingshu sat on the side with arms crossed, listening to the conversation between Rong Wan and Fu Ziyuan the whole time. Seeing that Rong Wan remained expressionless and his tone was alienated, the gloom in his heart eased a little. He said: "The meeting time is not allowed to exceed ten minutes."
"Okay." Rong Wan glanced at the narrow-minded boyfriend-to-be, and couldn't help laughing: "Whatever you say is what you say."
Shen Lingshu snorted coldly, and felt a little better again.
But maybe it was because he was in an extremely bad mood and drank alcohol last time. His stomach has been faintly uncomfortable for the past few days. He didn't want to show it in front of Rong Wan, so he kept holding back. It's getting whiter.
It was already evening, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the car. After getting out of the car, after seeing the beads of sweat on his temples, he was startled suddenly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Shen Lingshu opened the car door.
After Rong finished helping him, he pushed the wheelchair over and helped him to sit on it.
Shen Lingshu saw that his face was anxious and concerned, and the pain in his stomach was inexplicably relieved, and he couldn't help but his eyes lit up a little: "It's okay, maybe I didn't eat at noon today, so—"
Before he finished speaking, Rong frowned and his face was a bit ugly: "Didn't I tell you to eat three meals a day on time? Do you think your life span is too long?"
As soon as he said this, the driver was startled, how dare he talk to Mr. Shen like this? !
But Shen Lingshu couldn't help holding Rong Wan's hand: "It's just a small problem, why are you in such a hurry?"
Since his parents left, no one else cared about him so much, so at this moment, he ignored all the discomfort in his stomach, he could only see Rong Wan in his eyes, and he was even in a happy mood.
"Are you saying I'm in a hurry?"
Originally, in the original plot, after Shen Lingshu suffered from stomach cancer, he passed away at the young age of thirty-two. Although the plot has been changed now, there is no longer the factor of stomach cancer, but the root cause of the stomach disease still exists, just in case, in case...
The more Rong Wan thought about it, the more angry he became, but seeing that Shen Lingshu looked at him with a smile, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"Forget it, go home quickly, have some hot porridge, and then I'll rub it for you."
Shen Lingshu: "Yes."
If he had known earlier that one stomachache could force out this person's concern, then he would have stomachaches a hundred times a day, no matter what pain method, he would be willing to die from the pain. He was only afraid that this person would be annoying, so he endured it. But now, he doesn't want to bear it at all. This person is the only person in the world who cares about him, and can't he cry out in front of this person
He lacks love, he just clings to this person, begging for more.
Shen Lingshu was aware of his greed, but he couldn't control his desire. He watched Rong Wan go to boil hot water, wring out the towel and come over, and couldn't help but whispered: "I'm a little uncomfortable."
Although he really wanted to say that he deserved it, this was the first time Shen Lingshu showed weakness in front of him. After seeing his dark eyelashes drooping, he was no longer cold and hard, and his voice also had an imperceptible softness , After the tolerance was over, there was only distress, and I couldn't blame him.
"I know." Rong Wan squatted down, pulled his shirt off for him, and said, "I'll just rub it for you."
A warm towel was attached to the stomach and rubbed open to relieve the colic.
It was in his heart that Shen Lingshu got more comfort. He looked down at Rong Wan's serious eyebrows, and felt as if he had finally tasted a little bit of the sugar that had been hanging in front of him. It was not big or thick, but to him Words are already extremely happy. Others have never lacked this kind of sugar since they were young, but he has only one person who has given him a hand from the beginning to the end. So these days, he was thinking, what if this person gave him candy only because of another person
He was afraid of the slightest possibility.
Shen Lingshu couldn't help reaching out and stroking the back of Rong Wan's head. For a moment, she wanted to kiss him directly, but in the end she held back—
Wait, until the matter of Fu Ziyuan is completely over.
"Does it still hurt?" Rong Wan rubbed Shen Lingshu for five or six minutes before raising his head and asking.
Shen Lingshu's slightly pale face had returned to normal. Looking down at him, she had a rare gentle and calm expression, and there was even a little sparkle in her eyes: "It's much better."
After Rong finished, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll be fine with some porridge later. It should just be stomach cramps caused by missing lunch. If you don't have a fever, it doesn't matter much."
Hearing this, Shen Lingshu felt uncomfortable: "Is it nothing important if you don't have a fever?"
"Yeah." Rong Wan has checked a lot of information recently, and he can be regarded as a small half expert. He also consulted before leaving the hospital last time. The doctor said that people with stomach problems often have pain. Apart from taking painkillers, don't There is no other way, the only way to improve is diet. And every time the pain, as long as it is not accompanied by fever, it means that it has not worsened.
Shen Lingshu asked: "What if I have a fever?"
Rong Wan thought he was overly nervous, so he said indifferently: "I don't have a fever now, don't worry."
Shen Lingshu pursed her lips and said no more, the light in her eyes dimmed a bit, and she hugged the pillow in a stuffy mood. It was too late to put away the hot water and towels, so I went to the kitchen to see if the hot porridge was ready.
As soon as he left, Shen Lingshu couldn't hold back anymore. He fumbled around on the coffee table to find the thermometer.
First I soaked it in hot water, and after confirming that the scale had risen to thirty-eight degrees five, I took it out and wiped some hot water on my forehead.
After a while, Rong came out with the porridge, and saw that Shen Lingshu just took the thermometer out of his mouth.
"What are you taking your temperature for?" Rong Wan hurried over, touched Shen Lingshu's forehead, it was a little hot, and looked at the thermometer again, damn it, it's thirty-eight five degrees! I have a fever! What a crow's mouth, what can I say!