Sad reminder Xiaobai

After that day, Liang Nuo didn't fully recover, and stayed in the house for more than half a month until mid-July.

Zhou Ji could feel the most obvious change in Liang Nuo, that is, kisses, hugging too many times.

Almost as soon as he looked at Liang Nuo, he could immediately meet her gaze. Zhou Ji, who was not thick-skinned enough, immediately blushed and became hot.

Looking at the big sun outside the courtyard, Zhou Ji was sitting by the bed with the boiled soup, Liang Nuo put down the book in his hand, sat down, and said

"Aji, have you drunk?"

Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at the steaming bone soup, and said

"In this hot summer, I can melt away from the heat. I really don't want to drink hot soup."

Holding a spoon, holding the soup, passing it to her mouth, watching her drink, although Zhou Ji is very happy to take care of Liang Nuo, but something is not quite right.

Since the incident last time, Liang Nuo didn't mention that she slipped away to meet Xiao Ling last time.

Although I was a little worried, but fortunately the Liangnuo fever has subsided, it's just that my health is not good.

When the bowl of soup was finished, Zhou Ji put it away and was about to get up, Liang Nuo stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Ji's clothes, and said

"Aji, are you taking a nap today?"

"Well, I packed it up and I'll come over here."

Zhou Ji sat in the kitchen with a foggy head, washed the pots and bowls, dried the water on his hands, and went into the back room with the prepared sour plum soup.

He poured himself a bowl and drank it like a drink, asking "Do you want a drink?"

Liang Nuo shook his head, put down the book, made room, and said, "Will Ah Ji still go there to paint this afternoon?"

Zhou Ji shook his head and replied "No need."

Poured another bowl of sour plum soup, put it on the stool next to the bed, sat on the bed, lay down, and said

"Today is considered a holiday, so it doesn't matter if you don't go in the afternoon."

Liang Nuo moved over lightly, looked at it, and said, "Ah Ji, it's been hard these days, right?"

Zhou Ji yawned, turned sideways, and replied, "Alright, it's all right, I didn't do anything."

His cheeks were slightly moist, and Zhou Ji stared blankly at Liang Nuo, who was only a fingernail away.

Whether it's a kiss or a kiss, it's completely irrelevant.

Liang Nuo catered to her very obediently, Zhou Ji was a little surprised, although they were old couples, but after the last time, Zhou Ji didn't dare to torment her anymore.

After a brief kiss, Zhou Ji wanted to distance himself, Liang Nuo pressed Zhou Ji's hand, leaned closer, panting slightly and said

"What? Ah Ji, no, don't you want to?"

Looking at Liang Nuo with pale lips, Zhou Ji shook his head, resting his head on Liang Nuo's shoulder, and said

"Arnold, what's wrong with you?"

Liang Nuo turned his head and replied, "Ah Ji, I, I, it's okay."

Zhou Ji propped his head up on his arms, and played with Liang Nuo's hair with one hand. He caught a glimpse of the red spots on the neck, opened his eyes, and said

"I, do you think it's better to be restrained in this matter?"

"After all, your body is not well yet."

Liang Nuo tilted his head, held Zhou Ji's hand, placed it next to his cheek, and leaned gently.

"Don't worry, Ah Ji, it's all over."

Zhou Ji shook his head and said, "But, I think, you don't look very good."

Gently pinching her cheek with his hand, Zhou Ji also lay on his side, leaned over, kissed her soft lips, and said

"I haven't explained the misunderstanding last time. Don't worry, listen to me first. Arnold must believe me."

Seeing that Liang Nuo didn't react too much, Zhou Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said

"The man you saw that day was really Xiaoling. She was just wearing men's clothes and holding an umbrella, so she got closer."

"As for Xiaoling jumping into the river, it's actually a rumor, and I made it up. However, I'm not doing something bad, I'm just doing her a favor."

Zhou Ji paused for a moment, looked at Liang Nuo who was silent, and nervously took her hand that was hanging aside, but found that the palm of her clenched hand was full of sweat.

"Ah Ji, are you telling the truth? Ah Ji was not alone with that man that day, is that man really Xiaoling?"

Zhou Ji looked at the imprint of her fingernails on her palm and the old slender scar with distress.

Nodding his head, he said, "Really, A Nuo, you have to trust me, I never lied to you, otherwise, I would have a bad stomach, or I would never eat rice again, and"

"No, Aji, I believe you."

Seeing Liang Nuo's red eye circles, Zhou Ji was so guilty that he wanted to die, he held Liang Nuo's hand, and said

"Then Arnold, don't be angry, I'm almost scared to death."

"A Ji"

"kindness"

"Aji, promise me that you won't like other people or other men in the future, okay?"

"Well, I don't like anyone else, neither male nor female."

With red eyes, Liang Nuo leaned closer, resting his head on Zhou Ji's shoulder, choked up softly and said

"Aji, you have to keep your word, you know?"

"Of course, it counts."

Zhou Ji didn't know when Liang Nuo fell asleep, but he just held her hand, slid his fingers across the raised scar, and gently rubbed her palm.

Liang Nuo, who was sleeping with his head buried in his head, was shrunk into a ball, as thin and small as a child.

The bones are also hard, and it's very human. Every time I think about it, Zhou Ji feels very distressed, not because of anything else, just because of her.

At the end of July, Liang Nuo finally recovered officially and showed up at Fulin Shop, the gossip and rumors were unfounded, and Zhou Ji had to catch up with the painting.

Coincidentally, I ran into Zhou Liang in the art shop run by Muqin. Zhou Ji slipped out quite quickly, holding an umbrella, ready to pick up Liang Nuo and go home for dinner.

On the way, I ran into Zhou Ling and her girl. Zhou Ji looked at her in embarrassment, but Zhou Ling saw it all at once, walked closer, and said

"Tomorrow is your grandma's birthday, you won't forget it?"

"Um, no, no,"

Zhou Ji was really ashamed, holding an umbrella to watch the young couple walk away, went to the shop, saw Liang Nuo from a distance, hurriedly trotted closer.

"Ah Ji, why are you running so close?"

Holding the umbrella, Zhou Ji saw that Liang Nuo was also holding an umbrella, put away his own umbrella, took Liang Nuo's arm, and said

"No, just trot for a while,"

"Hey. It seems that the shoes are a little dirty."

Liang Nuo took Zhou Ji's hand a little, and replied, "It's okay, go back, I'll wash it for you."

As soon as Zhou Ji heard this, he blushed and changed the subject, saying

"What do you want to eat today?"

"Well, I want to eat egg fried rice"

"Egg fried rice? What is it?"

"Aji, why do you always say something I don't know?"

"Uh, no, I ate it at Muqin's. It tastes delicious, and I know how to make it. I'll make it for you when I get back."

"Well."

The rain fell on the umbrella with a tick, and it slid down to the ground. Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to catch the cool rain, while Liang Nuo said

"Ah Ji, stop playing with water like a child. The weather is getting colder. When the sun comes out, take out your winter clothes to dry them."

"Well, by the way, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Tomorrow is my grandma's birthday, so I have to go back."

Liang Nuo listened silently, clenched his hands, and said, "Can I go back with Ah Ji?"

"Ah, that's not necessary. I'll go there early in the morning, and I'll be back in the afternoon, and I can eat the food you cooked in the evening."

"Don't worry, it's fine. I just went there to eat and drink. I should be back soon."

"Then I'll ask Xiao Wu to take you there tomorrow and wait for you to come back."

"Well, I don't want to walk anyway, I just happen to be lazy."

"A Ji"

"Remember to come back early, don't eat too much, it's not good to spoil your stomach, you know?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine."

Zhou Ji comforted Liang Nuo as much as possible, seeing that Liang Nuo was not so worried, he felt relieved a little.

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