Self-investment

Luo Yimu closed his eyes and hummed.

Jian Ling had already turned sideways to face Luo Yimu, she put her injured right arm on Luo Yimu's body carefully, hearing her answer, she knew she was not asleep, Jian Ling smiled and rubbed In Luo Yimu's neck, he blew lightly into her ear, "Can you answer me when you are asleep?"

Luo Yimu's ears were itchy, and she felt that it was getting hotter. Her eyelashes trembled, and she warned in a deep voice: "It's late at night, sleep well."

"But I can't sleep." Jian Ling raised her head, touched Luo Yimu's chin with the tip of her nose, and let out a few gentle low laughs from her throat, "Mumu, I have never slept with anyone else before."

Before Luo Yimu's eyes came the scene of their first meeting, Jian Ling was breaking up with a woman, so sophisticated and casual, it was not the first time breaking up with someone, and they were talking about never sharing the same bed with someone before.In fact, how many girlfriends Jian Ling had in the past has nothing to do with Luo Yimu's business. Luo Yimu doesn't need to care about it at all, but when she thinks about it, she always feels uncomfortable, so she holds her breath, so she sneers Then let out a disdainful snort from his nose, "Are you lying to ghosts?"

Jian Ling was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses, buried in Luo Yimu's neck and laughed muffledly, her shoulders trembled, and she accidentally pulled the wound on her arm, causing her to "hiss" in pain.

"You lied to ghosts", a very normal sentence, said from Luo Yimu who has always been indifferent, unexpectedly has a different kind of cuteness.

"Mumu, are you jealous?" Jian Ling coughed softly, with a straight expression, and whispered into Luo Yimu's ear, the end of the voice raised happily.

Her voice is actually very nice. Many women have a high-pitched pronunciation, so when they are emotional, their voices appear sharp and piercing, as if they can pierce the listener's eardrums. Jian Ling's voice is different, with a higher pitch than most Women should be a little lower, but not dull, and the words without any emotion are already calming and pleasant, and when she is happy, the slightly raised tail sound is like a small feather, not harsh at all, stirring Touching the listener's eardrums, there was a soft numbness, which was very comfortable, not like talking, but like someone humming a ditty softly by the ear.

Luo Yimu thought, just because of Jian Ling's glib voice, without a single serious word in his mouth, she was able to get a girlfriend. Apart from being beautiful, her natural good voice probably also helped her a lot.

Luo Yimu didn't answer for a long time, Jian Ling leaned against her ear and asked again, "Mumu, are you jealous?"

Luo Yimu still didn't answer.

Jian Ling smiled softly, deliberately teasing Luo Yimu, and kept asking: "Are you jealous? Mumu, tell me, yes, or no, this question is so difficult Answer? Is it right? " She laughed so hard that her eyes narrowed, and her voice was filled with a lark-like smile, "Mumu, I'm very patient. If you don't answer, I'll keep asking. , ask until you get annoyed."

Luo Yimu was disturbed by her clear and crisp laughter, frowned in the middle of the night, and said in a muffled voice: "No." She was afraid that Jian Ling would not give up and would still ask, and added: "We don't even have friends. Not really, what are you talking about being jealous? You think too much."

"It doesn't matter, we can skip the step of being friends and just be lovers directly, without the embarrassment of changing identities." Jian Ling didn't care about Luo Yimu's denial, and tried hard to arch under the quilt, with half of his body sticking to Luo Yimu On her body, she raised her head and looked at Luo Yimu's exquisite jawline. For some reason, she felt a sudden warmth in her heart, and even smiled softly. She bent her eyes and kissed that beautiful chin, and walked along The jaw line kissed her Adam's apple, opened his mouth, and bit her naughty on her Adam's apple, almost immediately felt the rolling up and down of Luo Yimu's Adam's apple, as well as the sudden tightness of his body.

Jian Ling's lips pressed against her chin, he smiled and said, "We can't be friends, Mumu, I fell in love with you at first sight."

She rubbed against Luo Yimu's neck, licked her Adam's apple, and then went down, nibbling her collarbone, with the tip of her nose twitching, greedily sniffing the faint fragrance from her neck, as if addicted, why? Can't smell enough either.

It was this delicate fragrance that made Jian Ling unable to let go of this woman.

"Mumu, why are you so fragrant?" Jian Ling kissed the base of her neck impatiently, "I really want to eat you." As if to prove that she was telling the truth, she still licked Luo Yimu's neck. He took a bite lightly.

"I lied to you." Jian Ling bit her neck, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, "I'm not willing to." I'm afraid there is only such a Luo Yimu in the whole world, right now in Jian Ling's arms, eating her up , where can I find a second one on Jianling?

Luo Yimu clenched his fists, eyes still closed, and let Jian Ling bury her neck to stir up trouble. Jian Ling's lips and teeth seemed to be filled with magical power, and Luo Yimu's heart felt an unbearable itch wherever he went, It's just a little bit of water, but it can't relieve the turmoil in her heart at all. Luo Yimu can easily push Jian Ling away, but there is always a voice deep in her heart saying that she is reluctant, and she is extremely impatient with her teasing, but she is also reluctant to push away. She had no choice but to drink poison to quench her thirst, pinched her palms, gritted her teeth and endured, expecting her to go deeper, expecting her to bite harder.

If it wasn't for Luo Yimu's sliver of reason, she might have grabbed Jian Ling's shoulder fiercely, rolled over and pressed down, and returned ten times and a hundred times the bit she bit on her neck.

"Hee hee." Jian Ling licked her lips, feeling the tense muscles of Luo Yimu's arm, "Mumu, you're so hot, you almost burned me."

"If you don't believe me, touch it." Jian Ling's left hand pulled Luo Yimu's right hand under the quilt, slowly lifted it up, and placed it on his chest, "Is it very hot?"

The sudden softness made Luo Yimu's heart skip a beat, and he withdrew his hand violently. He propped himself up and sat up from the bed. The surrounding environment was dark, and she couldn't see anything, so she could only cover her face and gasped for a few breaths. clam down.

There was still a smooth and delicate residual warmth on the hand, which was brought down from Jian Ling's soft place.

"Jian Ling." Luo Yimu said coldly, "If you do this again, I will leave."

"Don't go!" As soon as Jian Ling heard that she was going to leave, she really behaved a lot, and rushed to Luo Yimu to assure her, "I was wrong, dear Mumu, don't go, I don't do anything, I just... just I'm so happy..." She rubbed Luo Yimu's arm flatteringly, "Really, I'm so happy, no one else has ever been to this house, really! I won't lie to you, I brought you back The only person in this bed, and the only one who sleeps in this bed, I... I haven't been this happy in a long time since my father passed away."

She whimpered aggrievedly, and what she said came out of her throat completely, gurgling and gurgling, if Luo Yimu's hearing was a little weak, or if he was distracted and wandered off, he would not be able to hear what she said at all, but Luo Yimu could hear every word she said clearly, not only in his ears, but also in his heart.

Luo Yimu sighed, thinking to himself that his fate must be doomed, otherwise how could he encounter such a disaster, as long as he was wronged, his heart would become so soft that he was not like the former self at all.

Luo Yimu had never had such a feeling.

Luo Yimu lived to be 35 years old. She is completely normal and alone. She has the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of ordinary people. It's not that she has never been tempted by others. There has never been a time when his heart was soft. This kind of feeling even made Luo Yimu himself a little scared.

Maybe it's because she is really too much like the stupid dog he raised before, Luo Yimu thought helplessly, she is so stupid and clingy, people can't bear to lose their temper with her or say a harsh word to her.

Luo Yimu held Jian Ling's shoulder with one hand, and stroked her head, and Jian Ling rubbed against her palm.

Jian Ling liked Luo Yimu touching her head very much, for some reason, when she touched her like this, Jian Ling always had the illusion of being pampered, and couldn't help wanting more.

Luo Yimu is a date that Jian Ling has never been in contact with. Those people she liked in the past always want her to pamper her all the time. She is also used to playing the role of a spoiler. In her opinion, a beautiful girl, It's very cute to act coquettishly to tease a little girl once in a while, and Jian Ling is happy to pamper her, but she has never tried to be pampered in other people's arms, probably only Luo Yimu can make her like this, let alone someone who pampers her I feel really good, as if all my mistakes can be tolerated by her, and all my grievances can be comforted in her arms.

This is a sense of security that Jian Ling has never had.

Jian Ling let out a long sigh, thinking that it would be great if Luo Yimu was by her side when she was a child. She is so powerful, she will definitely help Jian Ling teach those bad kids who bully others.

When Jian Ling was five years old, she was pinned down by a fat boy and knocked out one of her front teeth. Her face was covered in blood and she went home crying. Her father would only rush her to the hospital to stop the bleeding. Jian Ling wanted him to take her She went to that kid's house to talk to their parents, or directly fixed the kid, but her father just shook his head and said forget it, he must be forgiving and forgiving.

Her father didn't know that the fate of being forgiving and forgiving was that the little fat man made an inch of it. He relied on himself to be taller and stronger than Jian Ling, and he was not punished after beating her, so he knew that Jian Ling was a soft persimmon, and he would find fault with him every now and then. Jian Ling, beat Jian Ling for more than a month, until one day she saw the opportunity and kicked the boy's lifeblood, he fell to the ground in pain while clutching his lower body, Jian Ling took this opportunity to kick and beat him again. Only after his nose was bruised and his face swollen from the beating did he realize that Jian Ling was not so easy to bully.

It was also from that day that Jian Ling learned the principle of using violence to control violence.In this seemingly decent society, under the appearance of civilization is the real jungle of the jungle of the jungle, meek and weak people are doomed to be bullied, while other children are still licking lollipops, Jian Ling has already touched the most real side of this society .

Later, Jian Ling often thought that there would be a Monkey King, or Doraemon, or other powerful heroes in her life who could protect her and let her lick sticks like other children without any worries. Sugar instead of always worrying about being bullied.

Luo Yimu is the hero who appeared in her life.Just like that day at Luo's house, when Jian Ling was bullied by people ordered by Luo Miao, Luo Yimu jumped out of nowhere and stood upright in front of her, helping her drive away those people, or this time, Luo Yimu fell Yimu is willing to be her meat pad, just so that she will be less injured.Although Jian Ling waited 20 years for this hero to appear, Jian Ling is already very satisfied.

"Mumu." Looking at Luo Yimu, Jian Ling felt joy in her heart, and everything she said was tinged with sweetness, "Why are you so kind to me?" She asked from the bottom of her heart.She knows her own virtue, and in all fairness, she is not worthy of being treated like this by Luo Yimu. She is so outstanding and deserves better. Girlfriend's girl, let's have a completely pure love, there are so many excellent girls, compared with them, Jian Ling is scum.

Before meeting Luo Yimu, Jian Ling never felt that there was anything wrong with herself, she even felt quite good about herself, running an Internet cafe, although she was not very rich, she still earned a little bit more than ordinary people, Enough for her to live comfortably, and still have a lot of spare money to pick up girls.But after meeting Luo Yimu, she was ashamed of herself for the first time, feeling that she was not good enough to match Luo Yimu at all.

So for the first time, Jian Ling felt terrified, because she was not good enough, and Professor Luo would dislike her in the future, what should I do?I had no choice but to confirm with Luo Yimu, wondering what attracted her to make her treat me so well?

How did Luo Yimu accept this?I can't say that I treat her well, is it because she is too much like the dog I raised before?Such a lame reason, even Luo Yimu himself didn't believe it.Luo Yimu is also very strange, Jian Ling is a woman with flaws all over her body, and she can't find a few commendable strengths at all. From the first time I saw her, I always had a bad impression. Why did I have such a heart for her?

Could it be that Jian Ling is too beautiful?Or is her voice really good enough to overlook other strengths?Luo Yimu thought about it, but couldn't figure out the reason. The cause and effect was probably because Jian Ling's first impression on her was too bad, so every little bit of goodness she showed afterwards was infinitely magnified, making this woman more and more more attractive to her.

Luo Yimu couldn't figure out why, so he said to Jian Ling, "Go to sleep."

"I want you to hug me to sleep." Jian Ling said.

"Brief order." Luo Yimu warned.

"Well, if you don't hug me, don't hug me." Jian Ling muttered, and took a step back cautiously, "Then I'll hold your hand and sleep, okay?"

Luo Yimu didn't speak, which was the default.

So Jian Ling took Luo Yimu's hand and lay down on the pillow again, smiling triumphantly.

She felt that she had completely figured out Luo Yimu.

Who would have thought that the indifferent and strict Professor Luo Yimuluo is a master who takes soft things but not tough ones. As long as she is soft and coquettish to her, she will have no power to resist, and she will cross her bottom line first. Taking a big step, and pitifully retracting her steps a little, although she has already stepped into her bottom line, but because she has already retreated a little, she will reluctantly accept this small crossing.

Luo Yimu's bottom line is always retreating step by step for Jian Ling, and he really doesn't know where it will end.

Jian Ling held Luo Yimu's hand, thinking happily, I am afraid that Professor Luo didn't dislike her at all, but liked her so much that he didn't know how to express it. Otherwise, how could a person like Luo Yimu tolerate her? Over and over again?

The duplicitous Professor Luo is so cute.

She is so cute that Jian Ling only wants to like her, and those Yingying and Yanyan outside don't pay any attention to her at all.

Before going to bed, Jian Ling remembered something again, and apologized to Luo Yimu, "I'm sorry."

Luo Yimu paused before saying, "Why do you apologize?"

"The kiss in the stairwell." Jian Ling said, "It was indeed my fault at that time. If you hadn't been careful, maybe we both would have rolled down the stairs." Liang, apologized to Luo Yimu more and more sincerely: "I'm sorry."

Jian Ling never apologized, she was a stubborn person, she was always the only one who was wrong, and she was never at fault, but with Luo Yimu, it seemed that it was okay to admit a mistake and apologize, since Luo Yimu always backed down for her , the bottom line is lowered and then lowered, so what does it matter if she lowers her own bottom line, anyway, the other party is Luo Yimu, someone she likes very much.

Jian Ling was only focused on apologizing and feeling guilty, and didn't notice that the corners of Luo Yimu's mouth also curled up rarely.

For the sake of her knowing and admitting her mistake, don't care about it, Luo Yimu thought so, holding Jian Ling's hand tightly.

A small bed, a good night's sleep.

……

When Jian Ling woke up, Luo Yimu was no longer there.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at the time. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. She touched the side with her left hand. The half of the vacant bed had already lost its temperature. He thought that what happened last night was just a dream of his own, but when he woke up with nothing, Luo Yimu still hated her so much.

Thinking of last night, Jian Ling felt elated. The corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably. She lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. She found that there was an extra wheelchair next to the bed at some point. According to the instruction manual, it seemed to be electric.

The price of this wheelchair is not cheap, you can guess it without asking Jian Ling, it must be bought by Luo Yimu, after all, besides Luo Yimu, the only person who knew that he was injured was Xiao Liu who was on duty last night, based on Xiao Liu's point How could the salary afford such a high-end wheelchair, besides, the relationship between her and Xiao Liu was not so good.

I really didn't expect that the first gift Luo Yimu gave her was a wheelchair. I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. She dropped her right hand and twisted her left foot, in exchange for Luo Yimu's meticulous care and their relationship. Taking a step closer, the so-called misfortune and blessings depend on it, which probably means this.

Jian Ling dragged his broken leg into the wheelchair and tried it according to the instructions. He did not expect it to be very convenient. Not to mention, the current wheelchair is really advanced. Not only can it be controlled by electricity, but it can also be controlled by a mobile phone APP, and it can even control the entire room. The layout map is planned out, where you want to go, click on the destination, and the wheelchair will automatically plan the route for you and take you there. It is simple and convenient, and you don't need to do it yourself.

Jian Ling is a very playful person. She suddenly got such a high-tech thing and had a great time playing it. She turned on her mobile phone and controlled the wheelchair to go to the living room. When she saw the appearance of the living room, she was shocked.

Is this... Is this still a house like my dog's kennel?

Jian Ling stared blankly at the clean and bright living room. The dirty clothes scattered on the stools on the floor had already been washed and dried on the balcony, and the fly-swarming takeaway boxes were placed on the coffee table. It has long disappeared, and the several large-scale magazines spread out on the sofa were put away on the small bookshelf next to the TV cabinet, and they were neatly stacked together with other books, and the floor was mopped to a spotless light. To such a degree, Jane was stunned. Could the floor of her house be so clean?It's incredible.

Just when she was stunned, the phone rang suddenly, and it was Luo Yimu's call, Jian Ling was afraid that she would hang up if he hesitated, so she quickly pressed the call button and put it to her ear.

"Are you awake?" Luo Yimu's voice came through the receiver, still faint but nice.

"Yeah." Jian Ling said, "You helped clean up my living room?"

"Two housekeepers were called." Luo Yimu said.

Well, it turned out that she didn't clean it up.There was a bit of disappointment in Jian Ling's eyes, but she soon became happy again. Anyway, the thought of helping her clean up the house already shows that Mumu cares about her very much. This is progress. It is better than when she saw herself before. It's much better to hold a face. It doesn't matter whether she cleans up or the housekeeper cleans up. What matters is her heart. Besides, if she cleans up herself, Jian Ling will feel sorry for her overwork.

"Have you eaten yet?" Luo Yimu asked.

"No, just got up." Jian Ling yawned and asked again, "Did you also buy that wheelchair?"

"Is it useful?"

"Well, it's very convenient, but why did you buy such an expensive thing?" Jian Ling pretended to complain, "My foot will be fine in a few weeks, so won't this wheelchair be a waste by then? It's a waste of so much money, It's not easy for you as a university teacher to earn money, right?" Jian Ling, a daughter-in-law who is not yet a grown-up family, has already begun to care about money for others, and she has the temperament of a housekeeper.

"It's convenient." Luo Yimu said, and thought about the law firms she invested in, and they seemed to be doing well. Anyway, the profits were enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a few lifetimes, so he said, "The money is worth it." You don't have to worry about it."

Jian Ling probably never dreamed that this ordinary university professor was also a shareholder of several of the largest law firms in Jinling.However, based on the fact that when Luo Yimu first came to the Internet cafe to arrest students, she was able to guess that Luo Yimu was a good guy with a good deal of money.

"I'm a little tight this month. I'll return the money to you when the Internet cafe's profit is settled next month." Jian Ling said, not only the wheelchair, but also her medical expenses in the hospital. A fracture is not a minor illness, so it is estimated that it will cost more. There was also a lot of money, and Luo Yimu kept it all by himself, without mentioning it to Jian Ling.She didn't mention it because she was kind, and Jian Ling didn't mention it because she didn't understand the rules.

Luo Yimu said, "No need."

But Jian Ling insisted that her brothers still settle accounts clearly, not to mention that the relationship between her and Luo Yimu has not yet reached the point where she can receive such a valuable thing. Other people's little bit is cheap, this is her father's teaching when he was alive, and she dare not forget it.

"Go and eat." Luo Yimu didn't argue with her, and changed the topic, "Breakfast is on the kitchen table, it should be cold, you can turn it in the microwave before eating."

"Did you do it?" Jian Ling asked.

"En." Luo Yimu replied.

Jian Ling's heart felt warm, and her mouth was almost grinning to the back of her head, "Mumu, you are so kind to me."

Over there, Luo Yimu's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he said, "You can eat, I'm going to class." So he hung up the phone in a hurry.

But Jian Ling knew that she had no class at all today.

Jianling the remote control wheelchair went to the kitchen to have a look. There were indeed two plates on the dining table, covered with a cover. When he opened it, it was similar to the supper last night. Two slices of fried toast, one poached egg, and a glass of milk. But it was much richer than last night, and there was a plate of fried bacon and lettuce, as well as cheese and mayonnaise.

Luo Yimu grew up abroad, and most of the meals he could cook were purely Western.

Jian Ling has a strong stomach since he was a child. He is used to eating raw and cold food. He thinks it is too troublesome to go through the microwave oven again, so he directly spread some mayonnaise on the bread, and put eggs, bacon and lettuce inside, and made a sandwich. Bite down, the rich and sweet mayonnaise, the burnt and crispy bacon, the fresh and refreshing lettuce, and the wheat aroma of the bread exploded in her mouth together. She doesn't really like this kind of western food, but because Luo Yimu It is made, and the taste is more than any delicacies in the mouth, which makes people feel unsatisfied.

My hands and feet are hurt, I can’t go anywhere after eating, there was a heavy rain last night, today it’s sunny, and there’s a little wind, the weather is very cool, Jane Ling’s friends who often play together I asked her to go cycling together, the destination was Nanshan Park, and said that I would camp on the top of the mountain at night, and there would be a bonfire party and barbecue.

If Jian Ling usually agrees, she is a restless person, has a wide range of friends, likes outdoor activities, has joined several rock climbing and mountaineering groups, and knows a lot of friends who are free and like to go out to play. She is a straightforward person. And there is an appointment, so they are willing to tell her when they have activities. After all, such outdoor activities are lively when there are many people.

It's a pity that I can't do it today, Jian Ling has both hands and feet, let alone riding a bicycle, even going downstairs has become difficult.

"I can't go anymore, you guys go, have fun." Jian Ling couldn't type easily, so she could only speak.

Her voice blasted out all the diving gangs in the group.

[It's strange that there are activities that Ah Ling doesn't want to participate in? ]

[Ah Ling is very abnormal during this period, he hasn't participated in the event for almost a month, right? ]

[Don't talk about it, she must be busy with dating again. It's not a day or two that she values ​​sex over friends. Why are you surprised. ]

"Fuck off, Tang Jiawei, don't slander me." Jian Ling said with a smile and cursing, "I've been too old recently. I just fell down the stairs yesterday and broke my bone. Why don't you hurry up and send me a red envelope as a token of appreciation?"

[Broken?real or fake?Don't you use dating as an excuse to put us off? ]

Jian Ling: "Am I that kind of person? Besides, I'm single recently, and I don't have anyone to date."

[Get dumped again?Tsk, what a pity. ]

[Tsk, what a tragedy. ]

[Tsk, what a tragedy. ]

[Tsk, what a tragedy. ]

Downstairs, there is a row of people in formation, it makes me want to laugh, I think you guys who laughed at me today are waiting, when I catch up with Mumu, I will take it out for you to see, I will definitely make you envious Even the halazi has to flow out, hum, now you know how to gloat, just wait for the lemons, you guys.

In short, she can't ride a bicycle, not only a bicycle, she probably won't be able to participate in any activities in these two months, Jian Ling is worried when she thinks about it, she really doesn't know how to pass these boring two months, so that she doesn't go out to play?It would be more satisfying to kill her.

But I went to bed too late last night, Jian Ling started to feel sleepy again after eating, went to bed and went to catch up on sleep, before going to bed, I was still thinking, Luo Yimu was also kept awake in the middle of the night by her last night, I don't know what happened today Waking up so early, I don't know if it will affect my work.

Thinking of this, a trace of apology floated in her heart.

This is something that has never happened before. Jian Ling is selfish in her heart. There are many partners in the past who never cared about their lives. Although there are many sweet words on the lips, there is almost no caring in the real world. Jian Ling often doubts her own Most of her personality is inherited from her mother, Hao Xinyi, who is naturally cold-blooded, otherwise, why would the other party always be unable to bear the breakup first, and no relationship can last long.

Today, even Jian Ling herself didn't realize that she cared about others for the first time.

This time she fell into a dark sleep, and when she woke up, the sky outside had already darkened.

Jian Ling stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and lay on the bed for a while before waking up. He stretched out his hands at the head of the bed, pressed to turn on the light, and sat up with a dazed expression on his face.

There was no one in the room.

She subconsciously wanted to scratch her hair. She lifted her right hand, and felt pain. Then she remembered that her right hand was injured and couldn't move due to a plaster cast. So she raised her left hand to scratch her hair. feel hungry.

Jian Ling originally only planned to take a nap, but she didn't expect that she would sleep for so long. Looking at the time, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

She ate at one o'clock in the afternoon, and now she felt a little hungry, so she turned on her phone and prepared to order a takeaway, but when she saw those takeaway restaurants that were too cooked, Jian Ling lost her appetite in an instant.

I have eaten it too many times. The takeaway near the school is always mainly consumed by students. Most of them are noodles, noodles, chicken rice, or spicy soup. The taste is similar, and Jian Ling has long been tired of eating. It's not as delicious as Luo Yimu's fried bread and eggs this afternoon.

Jian Ling felt a little regretful, she knew that she shouldn't have eaten everything in the afternoon, so it would be nice to save half of it for dinner.

As she was thinking this, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?" Jian Ling asked.

"I."

As soon as Jian Ling heard the voice, his ears perked up, and he blinked his eyes in disbelief.

This... This voice can be recognized by Jian Ling hundreds of miles away, it is clearly Luo Yimu's.But Jian Ling couldn't believe it, she always felt that she had heard wrong, how could Luo Yimu come at this time?What is she doing here again?Could it be... A bold idea popped up in Jian Ling's heart, could it be that Luo Yimu came to see her specially?

This thought made Jane ecstatic.

"It's me, Luo Yimu." Outside the door, Luo Yimu thought that Jian Ling didn't recognize his own voice, so he introduced himself again.

"Here we come!" Jian Ling replied loudly, moving and moving, supporting her good leg, moving her body into the wheelchair, remote control the wheelchair to the door, and opened the door for Luo Yimu.

"Have you eaten yet?" Luo Yimu asked casually as he entered the door.

"Not yet, I just got up." Jian Ling tried her best to hide the surprise in her eyes, coughed lightly, and tried to make her voice sound calm, "Did you just get off work?"

"Yeah." Luo Yimu raised the things in his hands, "I just happened to stop by and buy some food."

Only then did Jian Ling see clearly that she was still carrying a few plastic bags in her hand, including fish and meat, and a handful of vegetables, which seemed to be cooking for Jian Ling.

After Luo Yimu entered the door, he took off his pointed high-heeled shoes, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and changed them on. He walked straight through the living room and walked into the kitchen, carrying several plastic bags in his hands. Putting it on the stove, it is normal for her to do all this, as if going in and out of Jian Ling's house and cooking for Jian Ling is a very normal thing.

There is no supermarket near the school, but there is a small vegetable market on the back street. Residents nearby usually go there to buy vegetables. Jian Ling often goes there to buy some eggs and dried noodles. Shoulder, the ground is wet and muddy all the year round, it is the living area of ​​ordinary people, and it is incompatible with the image of Luo Mu, a high-ranking professor in a suit.

But Jian Ling took a look at her pointed-toed half-heeled leather shoes at the entrance. On the high-grade calfskin, there was still wet mud from the vegetable market.

For the sake of Jian Ling, the lofty professor Jingui is willing to fall into the mortal world and wash his hands to make soup.

Jian Ling's heart warmed, her nose felt sore, and she was secretly annoyed at how Luo Yimu always behaved like this, and she couldn't help being moved by his normal expression.

Jian Ling took out a wet wipe, picked up Luo Yimu's shoes, and wiped off the dirt bit by bit.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yimu had put on his apron at some point, and leaned out from the kitchen to look at her.

"Your shoes are dirty." Jian Ling sniffed, not letting Luo Yimu hear the strangeness in his voice, and turned to her with a big smile, "I'll clean it for you."

Luo Yimu moved his eyes, lowered his eyes, and retracted his body.

"No need," she said.

"That can't be done." Jian Ling carefully polished the pair of shoes, "You are a professor after all, you have to pay attention to your image, otherwise if your students see it, it will damage the majesty of our Professor Luo."

Luo Yimu felt that he probably had lived alone for too long, otherwise how could he be so easily moved, Jian Ling's actions and words made her eyes warm up.

……

Jian Ling hurt his bones and needed to supplement protein. Luo Yimu bought a catty of pork ribs and a fish. The fish was braised in soy sauce. The pork ribs and corn were cooked together in soup, and a small cabbage was fried. Jian Ling only ate Luo Yimu Fried bread slices and fried eggs, I thought she didn’t know how to cook, but who would have thought that she is so good at cooking, ribs are stewed on the electric pressure cooker over there, fish and vegetables are cooked on the stove here The aroma wafted out while it was still frying, and Jian Ling was so greedy that she followed her buttocks like a puppy, stealing a piece or two if she got a chance.

When the food came to the table, Jian Ling was raging like a hungry wolf. Her right hand was inconvenient, so she had to use her left hand to hold a spoon to eat, and her mouth was full, as if someone snatched it from her. Luo Yimu Removed the piece of meat from the belly of the fish, picked out the main thorn, put it into her bowl, and reminded with a frown, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Hmm!" Jian Ling nodded in agreement happily, her mouth was not idle, and she didn't forget to say while eating, "I haven't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time!"

When Luo Yimu heard this, a faint smile appeared on the brows of his brows and the corners of his eyes, and he gave Jian Ling a piece of fish that had been picked out of the thorns in his bowl.

After eating and drinking enough, Jian Ling patted her chubby belly, leaned on the chair and burped contentedly, lazily sighing, "It would be great if my injury never healed."

"Don't talk nonsense." Luo Yimu reprimanded lightly, and put away the dishes to wash.

Jian Ling lay on the dining table, silently watching her go about her business.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the window, blowing the leaves and rustling.

Everything is peaceful and beautiful.

Jian Ling looked at Luo Yimu, and suddenly had an illusion, as if she and Luo Yimu had been partners who had lived together for many years, and their bodies and minds had already blended together, and neither could do without the other.

In fact, we only knew each other for such a short time.

A lifetime is too long, and Jian Ling never dared to think about who she could really spend her lifetime with.

……

After dinner, Jane went to take a shower.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the temperature is lower than that of midsummer, but it is still hot and dry. Jianling didn't take a bath yesterday, and she can't do without washing today. Fortunately, the wheelchair Luo Yimu gave her is waterproof. With the wheelchair, she It is not difficult for one person to cope with taking a bath.

Knowing that she was going to take a bath, Luo Yimu first wrapped her arms and ankles with plastic wrap, and let her in after making sure that the wound would not get wet, while he neatly stacked the cleaned dishes into the cupboard During the day, she cleaned up Jian Ling's kitchen, packed all the garbage in her house in a black garbage bag, and placed it by the door, ready to take it out and throw it away when she went downstairs later.

The kitchen and the living room were as clean as new. Luo Yimu washed his hands, looked around to confirm that there was nothing she needed to do, and was about to bid farewell to Jian Ling. He just walked to the door of the bathroom, and before he had time to knock on the door, he froze again. .

The bathroom in Jian Ling's house is very small and can only accommodate one person to take a shower. The door is made of frosted glass, and the silhouette of the person inside can be seen from outside the door. From Luo Yimu's perspective, Jian Ling seems to be taking off his clothes at the moment.