remarry [rebirth]

In fact, Wen Jiu felt embarrassed after saying such a big deal, but he had kept it in his heart for so many years, and no one dared to say anything, so he just told He Lanshu everything... It was really relaxing, wasn't it? few.

He used to be afraid that Wen Xia was worried, so he always smiled when facing her. This smile not only told Wen Xia that he was doing well now, but also told himself that he was doing well.

Wen Jiu raised the corners of her lips, buried her face in He Lanshu's arms, and took a deep breath.

His current reaction, to put it bluntly, is like a spoiled child, he knows that there will be a solid backing behind him, no matter what he does, He Lanshu will always be there guarding and waiting.

He had endured all these things in the past by himself for so long.Good, bad, he has no one to say, he can only be happy or angry in his heart.

Wen Jiu smiled sullenly, and said something softly in He Lanshu's arms, but He Lanshu didn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"It's nothing!" Wen Jiu raised her face, no longer looking sad.

In the past, family was more important to him than anything else, and he didn't have his own circle of friends, so even a little thing could make him sad for a long time.This kind of limitation is too great, and it has a profound impact on him.

But it's different now, his circle is still very small, but because of He Lanshu, he got to know Xia You's four brothers, and Su Qin, who was serious on the surface but actually escaped from others, and who was wrong with him in the previous life because of him. The roommates who ended up differently due to different reasons reunited.

He Lanshu was using his own method to take him out little by little, out of the narrow world where he imprisoned him.

He Lanshu narrowed his eyes, looked at Wen Jiu's smiling face, and said, "Get up and eat when you don't feel bad."

Wen Jiu nodded in agreement.

When they came up after eating, fireworks were being set off outside.

In fact, there are not many children in the villa area. Most people here pay more attention to privacy, and they rarely even meet each other.

But during the Chinese New Year, most of them also want to celebrate, and they will walk around with each other.It's not a secret that He Lanshu lives here, and people usually come to visit him. It's just that Wen Jiu doesn't like it, so he never met.

There are bursts of fireworks and firecrackers outside. The people here are all rich people. It’s the same as if they don’t need money. They can be kept in the middle of the night continuously.

Wen Jiu is a light sleeper, and was woken up by the sound of firecrackers in the middle of the night before. Later, He Lanshu added another layer of sound insulation measures. There is still a distance between the balcony and the bedroom, so the sound basically cannot come in.

Wen Jiu put on a coat when he entered the balcony. The moment he opened the window, the endless voices from outside came in. He looked up, and at some point He Lanshu had already stood by his side to watch with him.

The sky outside has also become colorful because of the lights. Wen Jiu looked at it until he saw that the pointer of the central building not far from here in the city center pointed to twelve o'clock. Then he suddenly turned his head and stood on tiptoe. Standing on tiptoe and hugging He Lanshu with a smile, he pressed a kiss on his lips, "Ah Shu, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year...." He Lanshu's brows and eyes slowly softened, and he held Wen Jiu's waist with his backhand. The inside of the jacket was warm, and even through the thin pajamas, he could feel the warmth of Wen Jiu's skin.

He Lanshu clasped Wen Jiu's waist and brought him directly into his arms, seeing his crooked smiling eyes, couldn't help but also smiled.

Wen Jiu leaned her head on He Lanshu's shoulder, sprayed her warm breath directly on his neck, and obediently asked He Lanshu to hug him horizontally.

He Lanshu was very patient, and when he got on the bed, he didn't rush to make any moves. Instead, he let Wen Jiu sit on the top and watched him quietly while maintaining this posture.

He put his hand on the back of Wen Jiu's neck and rubbed it lightly, like a hunter patiently waiting for his prey. He didn't start to move until Wen Jiu couldn't help rubbing against him.

Wen Jiu was so well-behaved today that it was almost uncontrollable. At that moment, He Lanshu looked into Wen Jiu's wet eyes, and even felt that no matter what he did tonight, Wen Jiu would silently accept it.

This almost unconditional and unreasonable obedience made He Lanshu feel an unprecedented satisfaction.

He rolled over and put Wen Jiu on top of him.Looking at his bright eyes, they slowly covered them, and carefully tasted the sweet lips that were almost suffocating to him.

Wen Jiu cooperated with his movements, and after feeling that He Lanshu had invaded his lips, he also opened his mouth slightly obediently, and was led by him to dance a little bit.His eyelids trembled slightly, still jerky, but he didn't evade at all, as if he had completely given himself over to him.

This feeling of tranquility that was almost maddening made He Lanshu finally unable to bear it. From Wen Jiu's cheek, he slowly stroked his neck and chest with one hand... Unbuttoned his buttons one by one, revealing his White chest.

"Does it hurt, huh?" He Lanshu's hand came back to Wen Jiu's face, and Wen Jiu realized it belatedly, his face was still swollen, and he was awake for a moment, with moist eye sockets looking sideways I hid for a while.

"How about... let's forget about today, wait, wait for two days..." He tilted his head to one side, obviously trying to cover up half of his swollen side face.

He Lanshu gently clamped his chin, making him turn to face himself, but he didn't answer his question directly, and continued to ask stubbornly, "Does it hurt?"

"It's still a little..." Wen Jiu couldn't help scratching. In fact, the pain is secondary. The main reason is that it will become a little itchy after entering a warm room, so I can't help but want to touch it and rub it. rub.

He Lanshu kissed lightly when he heard the words, "It still hurts?"

Wen Jiu blinked, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He Lanshu smiled sullenly, his lips did not leave his skin, but slipped a little bit down on the neck and chest below, and one hand gradually reached down.

Wen Jiu dodged backwards subconsciously, and was gently grabbed by He Lanshu. He snorted softly in surprise, and looked at He Lanshu with moist eyes. The seriousness was all about He Lanshu's almost tiresome dependence and trust.

"What did you just say?" He Lanshu grabbed Wen Jiu's bottom with one hand and kneaded gently, watching Wen Jiu's face slowly turn red.

Wen Jiu's face was flushed, and her straight long legs couldn't help but bend and rub against He Lanshu's waist, her voice was crying, her neck raised a beautiful arc, "No..."

"Huh?" He Lanshu moved closer to his side, with a gentleness that almost made people drown in it, he took Wen Jiu's earlobe in his mouth and nibbled, "What did you say?"

"I, I..." Wen Jiu's eyes gradually blurred, and she burst into tears, "Tell me that I like you... say, say that it's nice to meet you..."

Wen Jiu vented out of breath, looked at some white liquid appearing on He Lanshu's hand in a daze, blinked her eyes twice belatedly, and puckered her mouth inexplicably aggrieved.

He Lanshu kissed him reassuringly, then slowly hugged Wen Jiu, kissed the corner of his lips face to face, put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Hey, sit down."

Wen Jiu listened to his words in confusion, raised her head involuntarily following the slowly intruding things behind her, and moaned softly.

----

...As you get older, you really have to take it easy.

When Wen Jiu woke up the next day with a dry throat and a headache that almost exploded, he was facing the back of He Lanshu beside the bed and another person still wearing a white robe.

The doctor's words were still ringing in my ears, and he said accusingly, "Mr. Wen was only discharged from the hospital yesterday morning. Even if he is in a hurry, there is no need to rush for such a short time. I have already told him that he is weak. I didn't take care of it completely, and I was frightened before, and my emotions erupted at once, so it's easy to have a low fever in the follow-up..."

He Lanshu kept his head down and listened until Dr. Jiang was tired of talking, then he raised his head and rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is there anything wrong with him?"

"It's nothing serious, just a fever... a little kidney deficiency." Dr. Jiang coughed dryly when he said this.

Before Wen Jiu could open her eyes, she heard such a sentence out of the blue, and subconsciously began to pretend to be asleep.

Dr. Jiang glanced at Wen Jiu as he spoke, and seeing that Wen Jiu hadn't woken up, he persuaded him earnestly, "I didn't say that, I also know that you just got it and you are impatient. As the saying goes, you can't take it if you are impatient. Hot tofu..."

"Uncle Fu! See off!" He Lanshu unconsciously dodged the prescription in Doctor Jiang's hand and called Uncle Fu who had been standing at the door.

Jiang Ping didn't enjoy talking, and when he got to the door, he turned around and wanted to talk to He Lanshu, but when he saw He Lanshu's face, he held back, smacked his lips without interest, and went downstairs with Uncle Fu.

Only then did Wen Jiu secretly open her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

He and He Lanshu met each other's eyes, they looked at each other for a while, and then they both burst out laughing.

In the end, He Lanshu was the first to speak, "Jiang Ping said that you will feel better if you have a fever, which proves that the body's circulation is working, and the accumulation of things can be vented, which is a good thing for the body."

Wen Jiu nodded, shrunk down, and felt a pain in the back, and it was uncomfortable to change a few positions.

He Lanshu coughed dryly, and turned his eyes to other places for the first time, "I'll ask Uncle Fu to make you some soup..."

Wen Jiu nodded quickly, hoping that He Lanshu could leave quickly.

It wasn't until he closed the door that Wen Jiu wailed, grabbed the quilt and covered her head - she was ashamed to see anyone!

In fact, strictly speaking, the sex between him and He Lanshu.It's not too much at all, only four or five times a month.

But, but the weight this time... Wen Jiu poked her head out blushing and let out a breath, feeling that she had to talk to He Lanshu in the future, just like drinking water after a workout, it had to be done step by step, often in smaller amounts.

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His fever was just like what Dr. Jiang said, it came and went quickly.

After recovering, Wen Jiu felt that she was more relaxed than before, and felt that what Jiang Ping said was true.

He has too many things on his mind, and if he squeezes it for a long time, it will easily cause the body to feel uncomfortable. After venting it out so suddenly, after being ill once, there is no burden in his heart, and he feels relaxed.

This afternoon He Lanshu took another leave to take care of him at home, Wen Jiu felt a little embarrassed herself, nestled on the sofa and played games with a tablet, and was a little surprised when the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Wen Jiu sat up and tidied herself up, then went upstairs to change another piece of clothing.

——He was wearing the SpongeBob pajamas that He Lanshu bought for him, a set, and He Lanshu had the same one.

Outside the door was Monk Xia You Zuo. When Wen Jiu went downstairs, she was somewhat surprised to see them. She ran down and said, "Why are you here?"

He had discussed with He Lanshu that he would go to them when he had time!

Xia You smiled and before he had time to speak, Shang Zuo on the side had already taken out the mahjong bag hanging from the back of his wheelchair with a smile, "Brother Ajiu, I brought it specially, there are exactly four of us, there are no shortages." ah!"

Wen Jiu paused, and saw He Lanshu snatch the mahjong bag from Shang Zuo's arms and hand it to Uncle Fu who was behind, "Throw it into the utility room."

Uncle Fu carried his things carefully and walked away, winking at Shang Zuo in the stairwell.

Shang Zuo's whole body suddenly became ill.

He Lanshu ignored him, and pushed each of them to the edge of the sofa with Wen Jiu.

In one place, a couch was deliberately removed. Wen Jiu wondered about it before, but now she knows what happened.

The same is true for the seats on the balcony, there is a row of seats that are vacant, and it happens that Monk Xia You can push the wheelchair to the left, so it is not troublesome at all.

This person... is always so thoughtful.

Wen Jiu smiled and handed Shangzuo a bowl of fruit salad to Shangzuo who was still unhappy. The fruit was too cold, and He Lanshu didn't give it to him for two days. kind of.

"By the way, Brother Shu said that Dr. Mo will come in the afternoon, let us come too." Xia You then said, and snatched a piece of dragon fruit from Shang Zuo's fork.

Shang Zuo didn't care, and continued to plant a small tomato.

Wen Jiu was taken aback when she heard the words, and turned to He Lanshu, "Doctor Mo is coming?"

"Yeah." He Lanshu's voice was calm. When he came down from the upstairs, he took a stack of documents in his hand. He handed the stack of documents that Wen Jiu still couldn't understand to Monk Xia You Zuo, and said, "This The first meeting was proposed by Dr. Mo, you will stay with him in country M for the next four years, he said that you need to see your situation in person, and you need to plan again when you go back."

What their legs look like has almost already become a foregone conclusion in their hearts.

Monk Xia Youzuo once fantasized about being able to stand up one day, but every time after treatment, he would fail. Later, when he learned that what he was missing was an important kneecap, the idea of ​​treatment almost stopped.

Su Qin and He Lanshu never gave up looking for the slightest chance for them, until Dr. Mo Ce appeared, their almost dead hope for you was ignited again.

Shang Zuo has also put away his foolish look. When the two of them read the documents, their expressions were as serious as He Lanshu's at work.

Unable to interrupt, Wen Jiu silently picked up an orange and peeled it to eat.

He watched Monk Xia You put down the document in his hand, his face was mixed with joy and worry, "When Doctor Mo comes, let's take a look."

"It's always a gamble, there won't be any worse results than now." Shang Zuo thought a lot more than Xia You, his hand grabbed Xia You's hand and squeezed it vigorously, his eyes widened Big, with a hint of youthful feeling, "Brother, it's always good to have some hope."

Xia You fell silent upon hearing this, and nodded for a long time.

Wen Jiu didn't quite understand, so she took the document with a frown and looked at it with difficulty.

He didn't understand the meaning of many medical words, but he also roughly understood the source of Monk Xia You's worry - the blood type of the two of them was very precious panda blood, RH negative blood.

During the four years in between, apart from helping them with recovery treatment and arrangements, the most important thing was to find a way of blood, that is, the humanoid blood supply bank.

There are a lot of these blood sources, and now the medical system is developed. All newborns will be registered after blood testing. Rare blood types will be registered in the management system when they are born, and subsidies will be issued regularly. There are additional subsidies.

The four of Xia You will donate blood at a fixed time every year, and they are also VIPs in another sense on the list, so what they need is to test for rejection in the next four years.

This is a very hard process... Wen Jiu pursed his lips, his blood type was RH negative, Wen Jianguo's was O type, Li Meimei's was also O type blood, so he and Wen Xia were even more excluded.

In his last life, he waited in the hospital until he died, and what he did most was to draw blood and perform skin tests repeatedly every day.

Just as he was thinking, the doorbell rang again. Wen Jiu grabbed the document after hearing the sound, looking even more nervous than Xia You and the others.

Fu Bo was very polite to Dr. Mo Tse, and Wen Jiu felt that this gray-haired old man was an extremely easy-going person the first time he saw him.

He looks very elegant, but not serious, and there are quite a few wrinkles around his eyes, as if he smiled too much.

Wen Jiu looked at him and felt very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it, and gave up after a while, thinking that maybe it was because she watched a lot of TV in her previous life, so there was made a deeper impression.

As expected, Dr. Motzer seemed to be his face, and he was a little embarrassed when he came in, "Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road, I'm late."

Monk Xia You couldn't stand on his left, and he just waved his hands when he heard the words.

"It's snowing on the road, it's great if Dr. Mo can come." He Lanshu ordered Uncle Fu to pour a cup of tea, and then asked him to sit down.

Mo Ce sat on the sofa and took a rest, rubbed his hands and face, shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm old, I can't bear the cold anymore."

After he finished speaking, he returned to the topic, looked at Monk Xia You Zuo who was sitting in the wheelchair, and looked a little excited.

Wen Jiu saw his movements as if he was about to stand up in an instant, but she forcibly held back and sat down, "Are they patients?"

"Yes." Xia You stepped back from the wheelchair, moved closer to the table, and said anxiously, "Hello."

Shang Zuo was still a little embarrassed facing outsiders, and had been sticking to Wen Jiu's side all the time, at this moment he showed half of his head and smiled shyly.

...Recalling Shang Zuo's act of holding a mahjong and saying that he wanted to play a pot as soon as he entered the door, Wen Jiu couldn't help covering his face silently.A freak like Shang Zuo... how did he become so good?

The gap between the former and the latter is really too big.

Strictly speaking, this is also the first time for Monk Xia Youzuo to see Dr. Mo in real life. He looks very apprehensive, just like all seriously ill people who go to see a doctor, expecting and fearing at the same time.

"I need to see your legs." Mo Ce sorted out his emotions, took the paper and towel from Uncle Fu and wiped off the water stains on the box after it was warmed up by the cool air, then turned his head and asked He Lanshu, "They need a change of clothes."

"Have I worn any?" Wen Jiu raised her hand, quickly went upstairs to find some shorts, thought about it before going downstairs, and took another blanket.

Although it is said that it is not cold in summer clothes at home, not to mention that the ground floor heating is installed on the first floor, but He Lanshu also said that monk Xia You's left leg is almost cold in winter.

There is a guest bedroom on the first floor, and Uncle Fu tidies it up neatly all year round, but the heating is not turned on inside. Hearing this, Uncle Fu is a little annoyed, but Xia You and Monk Zuo have already taken his clothes and gone there.

"It's just a change of clothes, and I'll be out in a while." Shang Zuo touched Wen Jiu's hand with a smile after leaving the strange crowd, "Thank you Brother Ajiu! Are you giving us these two clothes?"

Wen Jiu smiled and gave him a pat on the head, and pushed them in.

Although there is a drop in temperature, it is not too big. After all, the bedroom door is sometimes opened for ventilation.

Erpang wandered around them curiously, Shangzuo seemed to like dogs very much, and kept stroking Erpang's big soft head.

Er Pang was so comfortable being served by him, he simply followed him into the room, nestled on the carpet and waited.

After Wen Jiu led them there, she returned to the main hall. When she returned, she saw Dr. Motzer taking things out of his equipment box one by one.

He was thinking about what he saw just now, and while He Lanshu was not downstairs, he asked, "Doctor Mo, I also have RH negative blood, if possible, can I also go for a test?"