Li Nanheng didn't say anything on the way back. He let her sit back and rest with her eyes closed until he sent her home. He watched her enter the house with his own eyes and closed the door with a bang. He didn't ask for it. It means coming in.
After closing the door, Feng Ling locked the door inside, and then locked the hidden lock inside the door. When he was sure that even if he had the key, he could not open the last hidden lock from the outside, he turned back. the bedroom.
It was only at this moment that I took the time to get a thermometer and check my body temperature. Even though I had taken medicine during the day, it was still over 38 degrees. No wonder I haven't been feeling well.
She went to take a shower, and after drying her hair, she accidentally glanced outside.
The light next door never came on.
Feng Ling looked away, turned around and went directly to boil water for himself.
Whether her love is bright or not has nothing to do with her.
…
The next morning, after getting up, I really didn't have the energy to go for a morning run today, and I didn't want to get something to eat. I sat on the sofa and closed my eyes for another hour, until it was almost time to go to work. I got up and was about to go out, when I suddenly heard " There was a "ding" sound, and there was the sound of news coming in.
I picked up the phone and saw a message from Li Nanheng: [Eat less bread, salad and jam during your illness, and bought you Chinese breakfast porridge. ]
She pushed the door open and went out, and sure enough she saw on the small shelf outside the door, breakfast that had been delivered from unknown time, and several round boxes neatly placed inside plastic bags.
Suddenly I remembered what Xiao Xu said once when we were at the XI base.
Boss Li has a typical arrogant character. Nothing can easily catch his eye. There are really not many people who can be treated patiently and cherished by him so carefully. Even if they can get even the slightest care and protection from him, that's not enough. It definitely stood at the top of his heart.
Feng Ling glanced at those things, didn't take them, closed the door again, picked up his coat, put on his shoes, opened the door and went out, but didn't even look at the breakfast that was delivered, he just passed by and pressed Take the elevator and go to work.
She arrived at the martial arts hall forty minutes earlier than her usual work time. Seeing that she came early, the head coach asked her if she had had breakfast. When he learned that she had not eaten yet, he went directly to buy her hot milk and some breakfast biscuits. When she comes back, let her pad her belly first.
At ten o'clock, Feng Ling was sitting behind his desk eating breakfast biscuits. At this time, the office door was pushed open, and the new assistant Li Nanheng came to report on time.
He only glanced at what she was eating and said calmly: "What time does the class start?"
Feng Ling glanced at him.
Unexpectedly, he actually planned to come here to work.
She looked at the time, picked up another biscuit, and said coldly: "Right away."
She had a business-like tone, and Li Nanheng also had a business-like attitude. Just when he was about to change clothes, he glanced at the breakfast biscuits on her table from the corner of his eye, and at the same time saw the breakfast biscuits on the head coach's desk next door. A bag of biscuits of the same type, eyes slightly cold, turned around and left.
For ten days, during the ten days when Li Nanheng was taken in by the owner of the martial arts gym, the one who suffered the most was Chen Beiqing, who was tortured to the point of incomprehension every time he came to class.
In particular, Chen Beiqing habitually asked someone to send flowers to Feng Ling before class. In the past, the cleaning lady usually picked them up and put them in a vase at home as decorations. Now they are even sent to the martial arts gym. They couldn't get in. All the staff in the martial arts gym, except Feng Ling and the head coach, all said in unison that the weather has been cold recently, their noses are uncomfortable, they all have rhinitis, and they can't stand the smell of flowers or pollen. , especially roses.
In the past ten days, Feng Ling still saw the warm breakfast outside the door every morning. He still walked by expressionlessly without eating a bite, but still saw the breakfast outside the door on time every morning.
When she came back every night, in order to avoid being forced into the car again, she drove to and from get off work by herself. Li Nanheng was always behind her, following her not too far away, but said nothing.
When she went home, the man was not too close to her, as if the two of them were just colleagues walking home. But when they walked out of the elevator, they didn't even say hello. When she went back to her home, he was watching from outside. She didn't come in or speak.
Then every time she closed the door at night, the sound got louder, and the torture became worse for Chen Beiqing the next day.
Twice he just lay on the ground and couldn't get up. He obviously felt that he was about to be disabled by the new coach Li, but when he actually went to the hospital for a checkup, he found that there was no injury at all.
But the moves that Coach Li asked him to do were obviously very exhausting moves. They didn't look very ups and downs, but they were actually very tiring! The kind of tiredness that can kill you over time!
After ten peaceful days like this, when Chen Beiqing heard a crisp sound from his arm again, and his whole body suddenly hurt so much that his face turned pale, and he wanted to pull his hand back, Li Nanheng looked at it coldly. He said: "The muscles and bones in your arms are so weak? You don't have any twisting strength or balance. I'm afraid you will still be a waste even if you study here for another ten years."
Chen Beiqing was so painful that he sweated on his forehead. He endured the pain and raised his eyes to look at Coach Li who had been holding his arm on his head for an extreme move. He was sweating like this and smiled lowly at him: "I really thought I can’t see why you’re targeting me? We are all men, and if we want to compete, we should be fair. If you use this status to target me, are you sure Coach A-Ling can’t see this trick on your part?”
Li Nanheng looked at him indifferently, but he didn't hide anything. He just smiled and said calmly in a voice that only he could hear: "I'm afraid you will never have the chance to see my true methods in this life. When you do, , and he will die."
Chen Beiqing smiled, sweat still dripping from his forehead: "It's just that I like a woman at the same time. I accept fair competition."
Li Nanheng curled his lips coldly. The moment the other party said the words "fair competition", he directly kicked his knees that could not support him below. When Chen Beiqing let out a low groan, he suddenly fell to the ground. For a moment, his vision was dull, and his voice was as cold as ice that could not be melted: "You want to compete fairly with me? I'm afraid you will have to practice for a few more years."
Chen Beiqing was indeed in pain. It would be a lie to say that it didn't hurt.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, raised his eyes to look at Li Nanheng, and sneered: "If you like a woman, just be honest and confess your love. You are playing these useless tricks here. Even I can't look down on you, let alone her. I think she is right." You don’t have a good face at all. You must have been rejected countless times..."
However, with another kick, Chen Beiqing staggered and fell to the ground again.