remarry [rebirth]

The movements of Wen Jiu's hands stopped as he spoke, and after a soft sound, the word gameover appeared on the screen again.

Whether it is victory or defeat, fireworks will explode on the screen, but one is in color and the other is in gray.

Wen Jiu curled her lips unhappily, and threw the tablet aside, not in the mood to play anymore.

He almost forgot that he still has a birthday.

In the previous life, no one except Wen Xia would remember his birthday, let alone celebrate it together.

Later, when he was in the hospital for so long, the only people he saw every day were nurses or doctors who were always wearing masks and wearing white dresses, and no one would remember such days.

He himself has a relatively general view on birthdays, but he still hopes that someone will celebrate him. After saying happy birthday, he will be happy for a long time.

When He Lanshu finished his work, it was only after six o'clock, but it was dark early in winter, and the colorful neon lights were lit up outside, and it was still snowing, and it was not time to get off work outside Gongwu Street, so There are not many pedestrians on the road.

The snow was illuminated by the lights and reflected the light. A thick snow had already formed on the ground, and Wen Jiu went to the window to look at it for a while, then reached out and touched the white steam above the window.

It was very hot inside the house, but the windows were cold. After putting my hand on it, it became so cold that I couldn't feel it for a while.Wen Jiu pressed her face to the window in a daze, and suddenly regained her senses after being stimulated.

After He Lanshu finished packing, he found that Wen Jiu was still standing blankly in front of the window, not knowing what he was doing, so he put down the things in his hands, took the clothes on the hanger, and walked to Wen Jiu, layer by layer. Put it on him again.

Wen Jiu obediently let him wear it for herself, and raised her hand as soon as she asked, she was very obedient.

When He Lanshu took his hand and walked out of the company, the driver was already waiting in the car.

It was quite windy outside, and Wen Jiu's eyes were hurt by the wind. He squinted his eyes and looked at He Lanshu's side face in the snow, but the light was not very bright, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Get in the car." He Lanshu opened the car door for him, patted Wen Jiu on the shoulder and sent him in.

Wen Jiu bent down with difficulty, and crawled into the rear seat of the car. After finally climbing in, she sat in the back exhausted and panted for a while.

He was already cold, no matter how many clothes he wore, it was useless for his body to be cold.After coming out for a while, my hands and feet were already frozen cold, and I could only feel a little residual heat in my palms when I curled up.

He Lanshu walked around to the other side and got on the car. After getting on the car, he took off the gloves on Wen Jiu's hands, put his hands in his own and rubbed them gently.

His hands are very hot, and because of regular exercise, there are still some thin calluses on his hands, which are not quite the same as his own soft hands.

Wen Jiu's hand became hot after a while, and He Lanshu didn't let go, and leaned back while holding his hand, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He Lanshu opened his eyes only when he reached the door of the house, put Wen Jiu's gloves on again, and then got out of the car with him.

The house was very warm, as soon as Wen Jiu entered, she quickly took off her snow-covered clothes, bounced around in place, and involuntarily started rubbing her face and licking her lips.

"Go and wash your hands." Wen Xia poked her head out from the kitchen on the first floor, and smiled after seeing Wen Jiu and He Lanshu, "Remember to soak in warm water."

Wen Jiu's hands and feet were frozen in winter, and one year when it was severe, even half of her little toe was broken, exposing the bones inside, and it was itchy and painful when exposed to heat, which was very tormenting.

They left Wen's house two years later. Every day after Wen Jiu came home, Wen Xia would boil water and rub Wen Jiu's feet with ginger. 's back.

Wen Jiu responded, and hurried into the bathroom, covering her still cold nose and mouth.

Forber went to prepare things when they came back.He Lanshu took a look, took off the gloves and put them on the cabinet, and went into the kitchen to have a look.

When Wen Jiu came out, there was no one in the living room, and now he also recovered, feeling warm all over, hugging another cup of warm milk tea, very comfortable.

The smell of rice had already wafted out of the kitchen, Wen Jiu squinted his eyes and ran over to take a look at small steps. To his surprise, it was not Wen Xia and Aunt Qin inside, but He Lanshu and Wen Xia.

He just wanted to make a sound, when he heard Wen Xia, who seemed to be in charge of the guide, suddenly said, "Remember to take out the yam after stewing, Ajiu doesn't like to eat it."

"Let's simmer for a while to make the soup taste better." He Lanshu was not particularly skillful in cutting the vegetables in his hand, "Don't put too much, I will eat if he doesn't eat."

Wen Jiu put his mouth on top of the cup and could touch the warm milk tea from time to time. He pursed his lips and took another sip.

"I've always wanted to ask you, isn't Aunt Qin still at home? Why are you learning to cook these dishes?" Wen Xia put the seasoning prepared on the side into the pot.

He Lanshu glanced at the soup, "Ajiu likes it."

"I like to eat, but I can't eat it often." Wen Xia shook her head amusedly, "It's true that Qishi fish nourishes the body. If you eat too much, it will be too much, and it is not good for your health."

He Lanshu also smiled when he heard the words, "I didn't feed him too much, I only made it once a month."

Wen Jiu blinked and counted on her fingers, it was true.

Then if he finishes eating today, won't he have to wait until next month if he wants to eat next time?

As soon as he curled his lips, he felt a fluffy touch at his feet. Er Chubby's big body swung its tail and spun around beside him, with the half of his tongue hanging out, which looked extremely amusing.

Wen Jiu smiled, squatted down and opened his arms to hug Erpang's big head into his arms. Erpang's two paws rested on his knees, and his head rested on Wen Jiu's shoulders to gently rub against him.

Wen Jiu was still holding the teacup in one hand, and kneading Er Pang's ears with the other, and Er Pang's tail wagging even more happily after being kneaded comfortably.

At this time, the voice from the kitchen came again, "You are cutting vegetables faster now."

Wen Xia looked at He Lanshu's hand with a smile, "Didn't you get another cut?"

He Lanshu laughed and shook his head, "Not anymore."

Wen Jiu, who was concentrating on teasing the dog outside, was stunned when she heard the words, and realized that Er Pang, who was no longer giving him meaty heads, arched his chest with his head. Wen Jiu regained consciousness, and Er Pang looked at each other for a while, Seeing the little heartless boy sitting up all of a sudden, Shishamao ran aside.

It seemed that there were dishes on the plate, and only when footsteps sounded, Wen Jiu quickly stood up and ran to the side.

"Ajiu? What are you doing here?" Wen Xia happened to see Wen Jiu standing at the corner when she was serving the dishes, and asked curiously.

Wen Jiu blinked, looked at the water dispenser next to her, "I'll drink some water..."

The warm milk tea that Fobert put on had already turned cold, Wen Jiu took a sip without feeling anything, and it fell into her stomach feeling cold.

"Stop drinking, come and eat." He Lanshu brought out the last fish from inside, and waved to Wen Jiu.

Only then did Wen Jiu put the teacup on the small tea table next to the water dispenser, pursed her lips and walked over.

There was a small cake in the middle of the table. Wen Jiu saw that the brand was Sanmu, which both she and Wen Xia liked to eat, so she opened it and took a look.

The cake is very delicate, and the fruits are all fresh. It is not the fruit that has been castrated for some time in the cake shop and only cyclamate is left. Wen Jiu took a piece with a smile, put it on her mouth and bit it a mouthful.

Er Fatty, who was eating dog food at his feet, heard the sound and looked up, pawed his front paws on the table and looked around, raised his head to sniff the air, then lowered his head disinterestedly, and continued to eat his dog grain.

Wen Jiu wiped her mouth with a smile, and said suddenly, "Today's meal is really delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good." He Lanshu picked up a piece of fish belly for him, and Wen Jiu pursed his lips when he saw that there was still a Band-Aid wrapped on his left hand.

"By the way, where did Uncle Fu go?" Wen Jiu looked at the eight dishes and one soup on the table, and there were exactly nine dishes in total. This was also a tacit agreement Wen Xia made with him on his birthday. .

"Aunt Qin went home to take care of the child, Uncle Fu has already gone to bed." He Lanshu said softly.

Wen Jiu nodded and concentrated on eating.

He probably hasn't opened his belly to eat anything for a long, long time. He often puts down his chopsticks when he is seven or eight percent full. It is rare for him to swallow a sip of water when he eats like this.

Wen Jiu stretched out on the chair, touching his stomach and gasping for breath. Er Pang was lying on the sofa just like him, with his tongue sticking out and his eyes rolled over, sleeping. His stomach bulged out with his breathing, and he even snored from time to time. .

It was getting late, Wen Jiu looked at it, it was past nine o'clock, so she simply turned her head and said, "Sister, are you going back today?"

Wen Xia shook her head, "I brought Lan Lan with me, and I will live here tonight."

She said and blinked, "Why, do you want to sleep with me?"

Wen Jiu shook her head in embarrassment, muttered in a low voice, and quietly glanced at He Lanshu at the side, "No..."

In fact, when their siblings celebrated their birthdays before, they would wait until midnight the day before, and then say happy birthday to each other, but later they moved out of that small house and got married separately, and this has never happened again opportunity.

Wen Xia also felt a little tired, she thumped her shoulder and said, "Lan Lan is sleeping on it, so I'll go up first."

"Okay." Wen Jiu watched him go upstairs, then turned to He Lanshu and asked, "Do we have spare toiletries at home?"

"Uncle Fu didn't sleep until he was ready." He Lanshu smiled.

Only then did Wen Jiu feel relieved, and went upstairs with a smile on her face.

According to the usual practice, He Lanshu usually works in the study for a while after eating, and then comes back. Sometimes he comes back late at night, and basically plunges into the study as soon as he comes back, and only returns to the room after it is time to sleep. .

Today was a special case. He Lanshu came in just as Wen Jiu finished changing.

After he came in, he closed the door, but he didn't say a word, and went straight to the bed and sat down.Wen Jiu was looking for something to do for himself. He folded and unpacked some clothes, unpacked and folded them again, and went back and forth several times before he heard He Lanshu say, "Not in a good mood?"

"No." Wen Jiu put down the clothes in her hand, turned her head to look at He Lanshu, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He was sitting by the bed now, Wen Jiu pursed his lips, walked to the closet, opened the drawer and took out the medicine box inside.

The Band-Aid on He Lanshu's hand was already wet when cooking, and he didn't have time to change it, and it was sticking wet to his hand at this moment.

Wen Jiu opened the box and took a look. There were quite a lot of things in it. Uncle Fu would replace it on time every once in a while. Then he closed the box again and walked over slowly.

He Lanshu looked at him silently.Wen Jiu knelt down in front of him, sitting between his legs, then opened the medicine box and dipped some iodine with a cotton swab.

He slowly tore off the Band-Aid on He Lanshu's hand. After soaking in water and covering it for so long, the skin underneath was already wrinkled and white, and some scabs had fallen off his fingers, leaving only a few Wen Jiu looked at the scar with a white mark, touched it lightly with her hand, and said with a pursed lips, "Does it hurt?"

He Lanshu didn't make a sound, but silently shook his head.

Wen Jiu carefully wiped the area around the wound, only to find that the nails of three of He Lanshu's fingers had been cut off, the nail caps were half indelible, and there was still a lot of bruise inside. He picked up the tweezers and scissors and carefully After gesturing for a long time, I didn't dare to make a move.

In the end, He Lanshu tore off the half of the nail cover at once, and all the blood accumulated in it gushed out all at once, dripping down the fingertips onto the carpet.

Wen Jiu subconsciously hissed, and carefully wiped him with a clean cotton swab, "What are you doing?"

"It doesn't hurt, the blood goes away quickly." He Lanshu's tone was relaxed. After Wen Jiu finished wiping, he looked at it, and there was no sign of being torn inside again, but it took a while for the fingernail to grow back after it was ripped off.

He cleaned up He Lanshu's fingers, then took his hand and squeezed it, "How about I cook in the future?"

He Lanshu must have never been in the kitchen since he was a child. Wen Jiu remembered the meals he had a few times before, and the dishes were all cut into pieces. The shredded potatoes were made into braised potato cubes, and they were not soft at all. tasty.At that time, Aunt Qin's grandson was sick, and he didn't care, so he just ate for several days.

Thinking about it now, He Lanshu probably started learning at that time.

"No, you don't like to do these things." He Lanshu smiled lightly and patted his head.

Wen Jiu was sitting between his legs at this time, with her back leaning against one of them, and her whole body was in his arms. He Lanshu's hand passed through his armpit and hugged him into his arms, saying like coaxing a child, "It is enough for one person in the family to be able to cook."

Wen Jiu kicked her legs and nodded.

He hugged He Lanshu's arm, buried his head on the side of his neck, parted his upper and lower lips slightly while breathing, and licked the skin on his neck.

He Lanshu's body froze immediately, but Wen Jiu raised his head, closed his eyes and slowly shifted his target to his face.

His eyelashes trembled, obviously it was the first time he had done this, and he was a little scared.He felt that He Lanshu didn't respond, and just had the idea of ​​retreating, when a big hand directly grabbed the back of his head, his lips were invaded by a gentle and undeniable force, Wen Jiu dodged back helplessly, slowly began to try to respond.

After a while of dizziness, Wen Jiu was already lying on the bed when she came back to her senses. He Lanshu leaned on top of him, pursed her lips and said, "Ah Jiu, you are playing with fire."

Wen Jiu blushed, her lips were red from being sucked by him, and her eyes were moist.He turned his head to one side, lowered his eyelids slightly, but slowly grabbed He Lanshu's other hand, held one of the fingers and kneaded it gently.

He Lanshu endured it, and gently pinched Wen Jiu's chin with the other hand, making him turn to himself, and said, "Tell me, who am I?"

"Ah Shu..." Wen Jiu swallowed nervously, and as soon as he finished speaking, He Lanshu blocked his lips again.

When they came out trembling at the same time, Wen Jiu felt the scorching heat inside that almost burned him, and her whole body trembled violently.

At that moment, Wen Jiu gasped for breath, hugged He Lanshu's neck and kissed him on the lips again, he thought, he was really crazy.

This night, they did it four times in total. The first time was on the bed. After venting, He Lanshu carried him directly into the bathroom, and the two of them who hadn't let go started doing it again with warm water.

Wen Jiu endured He Lanshu's plunder almost tirelessly. When he was penetrated by He Lanshu for the last time, the timer on the wall rang at exactly zero o'clock, and Wen Jiu seemed to hear He Lanshu talking to him in a daze. Say, happy birthday.

When Wen Jiu woke up, he was spread out on the bed. It was still dark outside, so he checked his phone, it was only past four o'clock.

The room was always lit with a night light, and it was possible to see things without glare. Wen Jiu gently traced He Lanshu's sleeping face with this light, and then slowly arched into his arms, opened his mouth, With He Lanshu's nipple in his mouth, he lightly bit it.

As if he had succeeded in a prank, he kissed again comfortingly, and then he yawned again and fell asleep again.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside had already brightened.

The snow was still falling, and the sky and the earth were reflected in a piece of pure white. Wen Jiu had a terrible headache and her throat was so thirsty.

There was still a glass of water by the table, with a heating pad under it. Wen Jiu sat up and wanted to drink, but was stimulated by the labor pain from behind and gasped.

Only then did he recall the absurdity of last night, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

He took a few sips of water and felt better, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When he stepped on the ground, his feet were almost weak and he couldn't stand still, and his waist was also sore and weak, but fortunately, he could bear it.Wen Jiu went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. There were mottled hickey marks from the neck to the stomach and inner thighs... Wen Jiu reached out and touched it lightly, retracting it as if she had been scalded I took my hands, and I rejoiced in my heart, but fortunately it is winter.

After tidying himself up, he opened the door and took a look. There was a burst of children's laughter from downstairs, and it was Lan Lan's voice.

When Wen Jiu went downstairs, she gritted her teeth, and walked down a little bit with her legs tightly together. After finally going down, she felt that she was sweating nervously.

"Ajiu." Wen Xia, who was sitting on the side, greeted with a smile, Wen Jiu responded and sat down, saw Zhang Kaige, who was a little stiff on the side, and said, "Why did you come to my house?"

"I have something to ask Brother Shu," Zhang Kaige said, pointing to the briefcase beside him.

Wen Jiu nodded, rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and said, "Sister, give me a hug for Lan Lan."

Wen Xia didn't think much about it, so she handed Lan Lan to Wen Jiu, "It's just that you feed Lan Lan some milk powder, and I'll help Ashu make breakfast."

It was only then that Wen Jiu knew where He Lanshu had gone that early in the morning when he was not in the room, and felt a little happy again, so she smiled and kissed Lanlan's cheek.

"This, this is Sister Xia's daughter?" Zhang Kaige rubbed his hands on his pants, as if he wanted to reach out but held back.

Wen Jiu watched it for fun, and Zhang Kaige's eyeballs were almost glued to Lan Lan's body.

He glanced at the little girl who couldn't stand up yet.This child was the only motivation to support him in his previous life. He hoped that Lan Lan would have a happy family in the future, but worried that if Wen Xia had a new child in the future, his father would inevitably be biased.

Even if the opponent is Zhang Kaige, there is no exception.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think of Lan Lan?" Wen Jiu teased Lan Lan with a finger. She loves to laugh, and she looks very cute when she has just grown a little tip of her teeth. Sometimes when Wen Jiu performs some complicated movements, When Lan Lan couldn't react, she would show a dazed expression, tilting her head and looking particularly painful.

"Very, very good." Zhang Kaige tilted his head and looked enviously at Lan Lan's saliva on Wen Jiu's face - Wen Jiu has always been more popular with children than him, when the school organized them to volunteer in the orphanage. In this way, he was busy working there for a long time, and no child would be willing to let him hug him. Instead, Wen Jiu, a large group of children jumped on him when he smiled.Some little boys and girls are always clamoring to marry him when they grow up.

Zhang Kaige, who was quite jealous, mustered up his courage, and carefully touched Lan Lan's little hand waving gently with his fingers.

Soft, one hand is not as long as one of his fingers.

Zhang Kaige laughed, and grinned stupidly at Lan Lan who was looking back at him. Lan Lan was stunned, her eyes widened slightly. Just when Zhang Kaige thought she was going to cry, Lan Lan turned a corner With big white eyes, he turned his head to saliva on Wen Jiu's face.

Zhang Kaige: "..."