love addiction

Nan Jian rested on the sofa, and said to Tang Mianmian, "Okay, I'm fine now, Xiao Zheng will help me take care of the wound, you go and see her, I know you are also worried about her."

"Since you know I'm worried about her, let me take care of your wound quickly, and I will go to see her naturally." Tang Mianmian was not as docile as before, but had a serious expression.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Nan Jian stopped talking.

It wasn't until Xiao Zheng came over with the medicine kit that he was going to treat Nan Jian's wound, but Tang Mianmian said, "I'll do it."

"This……"

"What? Are you worried about me?" Tang Mianmian asked coldly.

Xiao Zheng quickly lowered his head, "Miss misunderstood."

After speaking, he handed the alcohol and cotton swabs to Tang Mianmian.

After Tang Mianmian took it, she looked at Nan Jian, "Lie down, let me take a closer look at your wound."

"Actually, Xiao Zheng..."

"Lie down!" Tang Mianmian's tone became strong.

Xiao Zheng was very surprised, thinking that the gentleman had never heard anyone's words.

Just thinking this way, he saw Nan Jian lying down, and lay down obediently.

Xiao Zheng...was surprised.

"Lie down and don't move, it may hurt a little, bear with it." Tang Mianmian said to Nan Jian after dipping in alcohol.

To Nan Jian, this little pain was nothing at all.

Especially compared to what he has experienced, it is not worth mentioning.

But at that moment, as if he really felt the pain, he frowned slightly.

Although Tang Mianmian said that, her movements were still very gentle, and her face was full of seriousness.

Nan Jian silently felt every movement she made, and looked at her without blinking.

Today is actually a happy day for Nanjian.

For more than 20 years, he has never felt the happiness that he thought he had hoped for, but now he really has it.

Tang Mianmian took care of his two wounds carefully. Fortunately, they were not very deep and did not require stitches.

During the whole process, the room was very quiet.

"Okay, you need a good rest now, your eyes are bloodshot, how long has it been since you rested?" Tang Mianmian asked while packing the medicine box.

Xiao Zheng wanted to speak, but Nan Jian's eyes had already swept over him, so he could only turn to another direction and remained silent.

Only then did Tang Mianmian get up, and told Xiao Zheng, "Take care to keep him away from smoking and alcohol, rest well, eat lightly, and minimize entertainment."

"...Oh." Facing Tang Mianmian like this, Xiao Zheng nodded subconsciously.

As if ordered by Mr.

Only then did Tang Mianmian turn around and leave the room, looking for Ye Xirong.

Over there, Auntie Wei's condition has stabilized, but she fell into a coma.

Ye Xirong stayed by the bed the whole time, never leaving.

Tang Mianmian walked in, he looked up, then lowered his gaze again.

She looked in the room, it was Ye Xirong's packed luggage, it seemed that she was planning to leave.

Tang Mianmian sat silently on the edge of the bed, looking at Aunt Wei's pale face.

After a long silence, she asked, "When are you leaving?"

"It was originally an afternoon flight, but now..." Ye Xirong's face became serious.

"Let's wait a little longer, her body can't stand the running around," Tang Mianmian advised.

Ye Xirong could only nod, but he was still a little stubborn, "But I won't continue to live here, I plan to move out."

"Alright, you are not happy living here, so move out." Tang Mianmian had no objection.

Ye Xirong knew that Tang Mianmian was the person who knew him best, so he told her this, "I saw him in the garden just now, and he made my mother look like this."

Speaking of this, Ye Xirong seemed a little agitated.

Tang Mianmian frowned, but did not interrupt him.

"Didn't my mother sacrifice too much for him? Why do you still treat her like this? She is already like this, so can't she let it go?" Ye Xirong's voice was filled with pain.

"Don't you just ask, why didn't I show up just now?" Tang Mianmian asked.

"..." Actually, even if she didn't say it, Ye Xirong could guess it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Aunt Wei who was sleeping peacefully.

Tang Mianmian said slowly, "His wound is not serious, but after all, he is old, and he hasn't had much rest for a while, I guess he didn't sleep last night, and his body was in a state of high fatigue, so that The two wounds are also very serious for him."

Tang Mianmian saw Ye Xirong's slightly clenched hands.

She shook her head slightly, and said again, "But it's okay, all he needs is a good rest. I've helped him heal his wound, so he should be resting right now."

"What does it have to do with me?" Ye Xirong asked coldly.

Tang Mianmian knew that this man had a cold face and a kind heart, so she stood up and said to him, "Okay, since she's fine, I don't worry, you look after me, I'll make some soup for two sick people, you're here Just watch."

Ye Xirong had no objection, but just lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

But even if he couldn't see clearly, Tang Mianmian could still know what state he was in.

When Tang Mianmian walked to the door, Ye Xirong finally said, "I pushed his injury just now."

"...Oh." Tang Mianmian's reaction was very calm, "He didn't tell me, he just said that he was injured by a fall."

"Pretend to be a good person!"

"I think you should get rid of your prejudice and face this matter squarely." Tang Mianmian turned around and looked at him with burning eyes, "Actually, you must have something in your heart, but you don't want to go into it. I think you guys It's just a matter of time."

"Really?" Ye Xirong looked in disbelief.

Tang Mianmian comforted with a smile, "That's what my intuition told me."

Ye Xirong snorted coldly, as if disdainful of this statement.

Tang Mianmian corrected her, "You know what? A woman's intuition is very accurate."

"Let's make your soup 1 I'm hungry!" Ye Xirong urged, not wanting to hear her rambling.

Tang Mianmian pursed her lips and smiled, "It's awkward again, you really resemble Long Yejue, in some respects, you're simply a childish ghost."

"Don't compare me with him, okay?" Ye Xirong rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'm busy."

Tang Mianmian opened the door and went out, the expression on his face became obviously much lighter, and even the steps under his feet became lighter.

***
Tang Mianmian was going to make some soup. Chai fish soup was good for the injury, and it was prepared for Nanjian.

Auntie Wei was weak, so she made some chicken soup.

There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen, and they are all Chinese food ingredients. In this country, it is not so easy to buy them all.

From this point, it is enough to see Nan Jian's intentions, and he must have ordered it himself.

Tang Mianmian scraped the fish scales nimbly, Li Xinnian walked in from the outside, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Tang Mianmian wanted her to rest at first, but she could do it by herself.

But she also noticed the cautiousness in Li Xinnian's tone. She probably took a lot of courage to stand here and ask for help, right?
"Help me peel this garlic, and this yam, which needs to be peeled." Tang Mianmian ordered without politeness.

Li Xinnian's expression immediately relaxed, and he said happily, "Okay, if there is anything else I need to do, tell me."

"Okay." Tang Mianmian lowered her eyes, paused in scraping the fish, and said softly, "Thank you, sister."

Although the voice was very low, Li Xinnian could hear it clearly.

She... called her sister!
Li Xinnian didn't even think about it, the grievances between the two had become a huge mountain, so heavy that Li Xinnian thought he couldn't climb it anymore.

But now, she spoke first.

Li Xinnian suddenly had the urge to cry, and kept nodding, trying hard not to shed tears, but his vision was still blurred, "Well, sister."

The kitchen was so quiet that there was only the sound of cutting and washing vegetables, but this time the silence was not the depression and embarrassment of the past, but a silence in which friendship flowed.

Long Yejue was playing in the hall with Si Si in his arms. The little guy was not bullying at all, he kept grabbing Long Yejue's hair, scratching his face and so on.

Jun Che was sitting opposite, seeing all of this.

He finds it incredible!

Never thought that that cold and arrogant man would have such a gentle side.

The little guy wiped the saliva all over his clothes and messed up his hair enough, but he still couldn't stop smiling, so... dazzling!
Hmm, glaring!

Jun Che turned around silently, thinking of the child he couldn't keep.

If the child is still there, right now next year, he will be as cute as Si Si?
After Li Xinnian had a miscarriage, the doctor told him that her chance of getting pregnant was very low, and it might be even more difficult in the future.

It's a lie to say it's not lost.

But Jun Che concealed this fact from Li Xinnian, hoping that she would not feel so much pressure.

He loves her even without children.

"I'll make a call and give me a hug." Long Yejue came over with Si Si in his arms, and suddenly put the child into his arms.

Jun Che didn't even react, and stared at Long Yejue in a daze.

He had already turned around and left, putting the child in his arms with confidence.

A man who can call the wind and rain in the mall, now facing the limp little guy, suddenly panicked.

Should... how to coax?
"One by one..." The little guy began to rave, stretching out his chubby hands to grab his face.

Before Jun Che could dodge, he was scratched by the little guy.

Fortunately, he didn't have any nails, just scratched a white mark, which hurt a little, but Jun Che grinned.

It turns out that this soft little guy is also powerful.

He tried to tease him, just after seeing how Long Yejue teased him, he tried to tease him, "Ge Ji Ge Ji Ge Ji..."

"Hehehehehe..." Si Si laughed unceremoniously and danced.

Jun Che smiled even more happily, as if he had found a new toy, he couldn't stop playing with him.

Si Si himself is a mischievous master, and he is having a lot of fun at the moment, laughing non-stop.

Jun Che felt that he had used up all his smiles for a year today, so that his cheeks were a little sore, but he was still very happy, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became wider.

"Wow, wow, wow..." Si Si, who was smiling happily, suddenly burst into tears.

This frightened Jun Che, he hurriedly coaxed, "What's wrong? Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Wooooow..." Si Si cried even harder, with the strength to tear down the house.

The two busy people in the kitchen could no longer ignore them, and rushed out wearing aprons, "What's wrong?"