If The Moon Won’t Hold You

Because of Cen Ning's return, everyone ate together tonight. Aunt Chen was busy in the kitchen, and Cen Ning laid hands on her by the side.

"Okay, okay, you go out and rest, I can do it alone." Aunt Chen smiled.

Cen Ning was washing the vegetables on the side: "It's okay, Aunt Chen, anyway, I'm idle and I'm idle. I can still learn how to cook when I stay here."

Aunt Chen: "You—"

"This is done." Cen Ning put the green vegetables on the cutting board, "Does it need to be cut?"

"This..." Aunt Chen heard the sound of a car outside as soon as she wanted to speak. She peeked out the window, "Is it back?"

Cen Ning followed her gaze to the window, and indeed saw the tail of a car passing by.

Aunt Chen: "Go out and see if it works, I'll do it."

Cen Ning nodded this time, and obediently agreed.

With the sound of the car stalling at the door, Cen Ning took a piece of paper and walked forward while wiping her hands.

Ding Dong—

The doorbell rang, and Cen Ning trot a few steps and opened the door.

The sunset was about to set, and the dim light burst in at the moment the door was opened. Cen Ning looked up and saw a person standing upright at the door against the light.

"I forgot to bring the key," he said.

Cen Ning was stunned for a moment, moved her body to make room for him, and the person outside stepped in.

He passed by with her. It was already spring, but Cen Ning felt the bleak smell of the winter breeze.

She began to look at him calmly. He probably came back from the army, wearing a dark green uniform, and he was obviously more handsome.

The military pants wrapped both legs, slender and straight, which made people see the taste of taboo inexplicably. Moving up, there are manly backs and shoulders, with horizontal bars and five-pointed stars on the shoulders...

"Where is the medicine box at home?" Cen Ning was startled when he suddenly turned around and turned his eyes back.

Words and deeds: "..."

After Cen Ning turned her back to him, she forced herself for a while. Is she more guilty of conscience?

Words and deeds: "Cen Ning?"

"Ah! Chen, Aunt Chen put it in the study! I'll get it for you!" Cen Ning didn't even look at him, and ran to the study.

Finally arrived in the study, isolated from words and deeds, Cen Ning tested the temperature of her cheeks with the back of her hand with some annoyance, but it was just seeing him wearing a military uniform. He hadn't seen it before, blushing...

Cen Ning silently put her face on the cabinet in the study to cool off for a while, and when the heat of her face finally subsided, she slowly walked out with the medicine box.

"Give."

Words and deeds took over: "Thank you."

"What do you want the medicine box for?" Cen Ning twisted her eyebrows, "Are you injured?"

Words and deeds reached out and patted her head: "It's okay."

Cen Ning immediately said: "Where are you injured?"

He licked his lips lightly, did not answer the question, but suddenly said, "You have a boyfriend?"

Cen Ning's expression on her face suddenly stagnated with worry, her face twisted between the two terrible things, "He is hurt" and "I have a boyfriend", and then he uttered a single-syllable word: "Ah. ?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "That night?"

Cen Ning blurted out subconsciously: "No!"

But as soon as the last word was uttered, she felt that her reaction was a bit extreme, and she also hoped that he knew that she would no longer be his "unhappy promise".

So after thinking for a while, he whispered: "Not yet."

No, no, no.

Brother Xia Yi treated her very well, she tried to open her heart...

"Oh." He looked at the reddish girl with his words and deeds low, and his heart twitched weirdly. He twisted his eyebrows and turned upstairs.

Cen Ning looked at his disappearing back, feeling a little sad to find that he hadn't answered where he was injured.

"Ningning, is that the right thing?" After a while, Aunt Chen poked her head out of the kitchen.

Cen Ning nodded: "Yeah."

"What about others."

"Room."

"What are you doing, go to the room as soon as you come back."

"I don't know." Cen Ning hesitated and said, "I took the medicine box."

"Oh, the medicine box, did it bump into it? The group of them is often injured." Aunt Chen went back to see Tang anxiously, "Ningning, go and see if the severity is serious. The child didn't say anything. "

"okay."

Cen Ning went upstairs and knocked on the door of the room.

After a long while, there was a voice of words and deeds: "Come in."

Cen Ning opened the door when she got permission, but she didn't expect to see a scene that panicked her as soon as she entered the door.

She took a breath and turned her back to her words and deeds quickly again.

"What are you doing." Sitting on the side of the bed with words and deeds, looked at her with a smile.

The roots of Cen Ning's ears were red: "I, I... Aunt Chen asked me to see your injury, it's not serious."

"fine."

"That's good, I'm leaving now!"

"and many more."

Cen Ning's hand froze on the doorknob.

"Come here to wipe the medicine for me." The words and deeds looked at Cen Ning's red ears, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint amusement. "The position behind the shoulders is not convenient for me."

Cen Ning: "..."

Just a moment ago, he glanced quickly, but Cen Ning still saw clearly. He took off his military jacket, revealing the military-style light green shirt inside. But the shirt was not worn properly at this time, the buttons were all unbuttoned, and the tie was pulled to one side.

He took off one sleeve, half of his body was naked. Exposed.

Cen Ning blushed as she thought about it, and she took a deep breath, trying to stop herself from being so dull.

"What are you still trying to do? Come here."

"Oh…"

Finally turned around, Cen Ning walked to the bed without squinting, staring at the medicine box beside the bed: "Which one to use?"

Words and deeds lifted the medicine in his hand: "This, wipe it up."

"Um."

Cen Ning calmed down and looked squarely at the injury on the upper right side of his back.

At first glance, it was shocking.

Cen Ning suspected that ordinary people would not be able to lift their hands if they hit their backs like this, but he didn't wrinkle his brows from beginning to end, as if there was a bruise.

"It's so serious? Don't you need to see the doctor?" Cen Ning didn't care about being shy anymore, and her voice became serious.

"It's not that serious, it just looks scary."

"But…"

"It's okay, put on medicine."

His tone was as calm as "it's raining, take an umbrella".

Cen Ning had to shut her mouth and poured the potion on her hands, warming her palms with her hands together, and then cautiously pressing it on his back.

The warm palms were on the back, and the delicate skin ran across his wounds through the negligibly thin potion. The slight pressure made the shoulders sore and painful, but compared to this, the strange comfort was more prominent. .

He could feel her small palm movement, very careful and very soft. Let an indescribable feeling spread from the wound. This feeling was not abrupt, but it quickly occupied the limbs.

His words and deeds were stiff, and he suddenly regretted asking Cen Ning to come and apply the medicine.

Cen Ning massaged with no distraction, and immediately withdrew his hand when he felt his skin tighten. "Does it hurt?!"

Turning her words and deeds sideways, she saw her eyes widened slightly from panic.

I don't know why, I suddenly remembered the time he had a fight with Xu Nanru many years ago, when the corner of his mouth was blue, and she seemed to be so careful to massage him with an egg.

Over the years, her eyes remained the same, her transparent concern could not find any falsehood.

His words and deeds softened: "It doesn't hurt."

"Then, then I'll be gentle."

"Um."

In fact, it was light enough, and he doubted whether he could feel her presence no matter how light he was in words and deeds, but at this time he didn't have any interest in talking about it, and only quietly let her toss behind her back.

A few minutes later, Cen Ning closed the lid and said with satisfaction: "Okay."

"Um."

"How did you get this injury?"

Words and deeds got up: "Training in the camp today, I accidentally bumped."

"Oh, eh—" Cen Ning suddenly grabbed his shirt.

He wanted to go to the closet and put on a T-shirt, but now his half-wearing shirt is being pulled in his hand, and he can't move for a while.

He turned his head and looked at Cen Ning with a questioning expression.

Cen Ning: "..."

This posture was a little strange, as if she was picking up his clothes.

Cen Ning was ashamed for a while, but still couldn't resist that curiosity.

"That scar on your side is..."

When he got up, his clothes shook, and Cen Ning happened to see a scar on the other half of his left abdomen. This scar...much like a healing hole.

"Where do you aim? The eyes are so sharp?" The words and deeds suddenly smiled, very short, but enough to make Cen Ning want to dig a hole in embarrassment.

"No... I saw it accidentally."

He said nothing, just when Cen Ning thought he would not answer, he slowly said, "Gunshot wound."

Cen Ning raised her eyes suddenly.

"Don't tell them." The words and deeds are both serious and casual, "I know."

"Um...but how can you get a gunshot wound."

Her words and deeds seemed to be amused by her again: "The soldier is not hurt, is it fair to say."

Cen Ning: "..."

Later, Cen Ning went downstairs, and at dinner, the whole family ate together. The words and deeds Yao Haw asked crookedly about the things in the barracks, but the words and deeds answered without a word.

In normal times, Yan Guofeng will definitely reprimand and act with these remarks, "I don’t say anything." But at this time, he didn’t say anything, probably because he also wanted to know that he was out of control. The little things of the grandson.

After the weekend, Cen Ning went back to school.

That evening, Cen Ning went to the photo studio to participate in weekly activities as usual. At the end of the activity, the members discussed in the classroom where to go for team building this month.

Cen Ning has always followed the masses. She will not be so gregarious that she will not participate in activities with them, nor will she rush to make suggestions on where to go.

"Cen Ning." Xia Yi sat next to her, "Where do you want to go? Is there anything you want to eat?"

Cen Ning shook his head: "Let everyone decide."

Xia Yi: "It's okay, you can mention any comments. If you say what you want to eat, I will vote for you."

"Brother, you are so partial. I want to go to the seafood buffet, why don't you vote for me." A member of the side wandered between the two with ambiguous eyes.

Xia Yi gave him a sideways glance and scolded with a smile: "Fuck you."

"Excessive!"

Cen Ning smiled and concealed his uncomfortableness: "Xiaofeng, I vote for you."

The member called Xiaofeng slapped the table: "I see no brother! This is a good member!"

Xia Yi laughed, turning his head and whispering: "Do you really want to eat seafood buffet?"

Cen Ning: "Very good."

"That's OK." Xia Yi got up and joined the discussion. "Hey, I vote for the seafood buffet. I know there is one that is very delicious. Let's go there?"