Spontaneous Combustion

Bad luck is like the lingering summer heat sticking to the body, Ruan Wei's Mercury retrograde is still going on, and today he bumped his waist while moving the goods, and there will be bursts of dull pain when standing still.

After waiting at the door of the restaurant agreed with Shen Tingmo for a long time, there was a lot of sweat on his forehead and back, Ruan Wei gradually became impatient, and took out his mobile phone to tell Shen Tingmo not to come.

Just about to leave, Ruan Wei almost bumped into someone when he lowered his head to unlock the fingerprint. Looking up along the black derby shoes and long straight legs, it turned out to be Shen Tingmo who had been late.

"Don't just stand still and make no sound, scare me," Ruan Wei's eyes lit up, and then became a little annoyed, "You're late again, Director Shen."

The word "you" is used very spiritually. As for where it is, it has to be traced back to the time when Ruan Wei was still chasing Shen Tingmo six years ago.

The kitten could never catch up with the train, and the young Ruan Wei also couldn't catch up to the cold and aloof Senior Shen.

Shen Tingmo, who had just rushed over from a 40-minute drive away, looked tired, with a thin layer of sweat on his temples. He had run some distance from the parking lot, and his breath was a little unsteady: "Sorry, I kept you waiting."

Ruan Wei was like a child who had been wronged. After seeing Shen Tingmo, she felt her waist hurt even more. She waved her hand with a pale face and said, "Why don't you forget about today. I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go back to rest."

Shen Tingmo showed concern, took Ruan Wei's arm and led him to the side waiting for the seat, "What's going on?"

Ruan Wei avoided his hand, frowning tightly: "Oh, don't touch me, hiss, be gentle, it hurts."

Shen Tingmo glanced over Ruan Wei's abnormally stiff waist, saw a large stain on his back, and roughly guessed the cause and effect.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and lightly helped Ruan Wei to sit on the chair, "There is still food to eat, you sit and wait for me, I will pack it and come right away, and take you home."

"Okay..." Ruan Wei reluctantly agreed, humming on the back of the chair.

Shen Tingmo did not break his promise, and quickly came out with the packed meals, put two bags of lunch boxes on the chair beside Ruan Wei, and walked quickly to the parking lot to pick up the car.

When Shen Tingmo drove to the door of the restaurant to pick him up, Ruan Wei didn't want to sit down, so Shen Tingmo asked him to lie on the back seat and use a lumbar pillow to support his head.

Without Ruan Wei asking, Shen Tingmo followed the previous navigation and sent him to the community where Tong Jing's house was located. This time he drove straight into the underground garage and asked Ruan Wei for the specific building number.

Ruan Wei, who was taken care of by someone, was a bit more delicate. She could move freely just now, but now she looks like a squishy shrimp with cramp, and she doesn't even like walking.

Shen Tingmo pampered him quietly, half dragging and half hugging him into the door, Ruan Wei lay still on the sofa, and said in a low voice:

"Thank you today, and, I'm sorry, let's make an appointment for dinner next time, and I'll treat you."

Shen Tingmo was noncommittal, loosened his tie a little, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt to his elbows, and began to arrange the meals he had just brought back.

"Do you have a spoon at home?" Shen Tingmo asked while holding a cup of matsutake chicken soup.

Ruan Wei raised her head lazily: "Ah? I don't know, this is Tong Jing's house. He just opened fire a few days ago, so it should be placed in a conspicuous place."

Shen Tingmo wanted to ask if there was any medicine to treat bruises at home, but seeing Ruan Wei as a confused worm, he ordered a new batch on his mobile phone.

When Ruan Wei went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, Shen Tingmo had already arranged all the packed meals. On the side close to Ruan Wei was the rice and soup. The chopsticks were arranged so thoughtfully that they could be held direction.

Aroused by the smell of the food, Ruan Wei sat down and enjoyed the dishes with his back propped up. He doesn't like green onions, dark soy sauce and spices, and prefers light foods such as eggs and mushrooms. Today's meals seem to suit his appetite. .

Instead of being polite to Shen Tingmo, Ruan Wei said "serve the meal", then picked up the chopsticks and started to start. After tasting all the dishes, Ruan Wei was puzzled. The meal was too suitable for his taste. It was a coincidence To some abnormal.

Ruan Wei seemed to be unintentionally looking at Shen Tingmo, who was eating quietly the whole time, and felt more and more puzzled, how could Shen Tingmo know about his little eating habits since he had obviously never paid attention to him before.

Shen Tingmo put down his chopsticks after eating a bowl of rice with no apparent preference, and sat on the seat and turned on his mobile phone to check the progress of the medicine delivery, keeping his eyes on Ruan Wei from the corner of his eye.

"Well, it's about money..." Ruan Wei said vaguely while biting a crispy bamboo shoot.

Shen Tingmo thought for a moment, then sat upright again, as if sitting in some kind of business negotiation: "Can you tell me why I'm short of money?"

"I..." Ruan Wei hesitated for a moment, feeling that there was nothing he couldn't say, so he briefly described his bad day, and then hid Xiao Ding, saying that he accidentally broke the stereo .

Shen Tingmo quickly grasped the key point, "Your father cut off your source of income and asked you to do manual work, and the company didn't purchase relevant insurance for you."

"Yes," Ruan Wei casually agreed, anyway, he has exposed his most embarrassing side in front of Shen Tingmo, and now he has nothing to hide.

To put it in layman's terms: Ruan Wei's plan is to mess up.

"Check it out," Shen Tingmo didn't ask any more, but turned on the phone screen with a calm face, searched for contacts through the phone number, and transferred 20 to Ruan Wei's online account.

"Why did you give [-] more?" Ruan Wei was puzzled.

"Before you receive the trust fund on the [-]th of next month, take it first." Shen Tingmo's face was not very good, his eyes seemed to be icy, and when he turned to look at Ruan Wei, he only recovered a little, and asked again: "Is it enough?" ?"

"... Enough," Ruan Wei emphasized in a low voice, "Although I didn't buy insurance, my salary is still paid as usual, and I'm not that poor."

The "a little poor" Ruan Wei has no concept of money, but his life is not extravagant, and it can even be said that his material desire is extremely low. In addition to satisfying basic food and clothing, he is just like his good friend Tong Jing, who has the hobbies of ordinary otaku, and in the eyes of the world. The domineering rich second generation has nothing to do with it.

Now with a monthly salary of only [-], Ruan Wei can still live happily, occupying Tong Jing's house with peace of mind, feeding the whole family by himself without worrying.

Ruan Wei felt that he was doing well, but he didn't know how pitiful he looked in Shen Tingmo's eyes.

Just like a kitten that was originally beautiful and precious, it was kicked out of the house to wander, endured the wind and rain all day long, starved into a skinny appearance, its fur lost its luster, and was even bullied and bruised all over its body.

This illusion appeared when Shen Tingmo reunited with him for the first time, when he saw Ruan Wei, who was wearing a hard hat and work clothes that didn't match his temperament, looking dirty and sweating profusely.

Every time we met after that, this misunderstanding deepened, until today when I saw Ruan Wei's pale face due to pain, Shen Tingmo's originally complicated thoughts left only the emotion of distress.

Shen Tingmo just wanted to take the kitten home, clean it up, give it delicate and delicious food, a stable shelter, heal its scars, and let its big eyes no longer show sad and fragile emotions.

"Little poor" Ruan Wei enjoyed Shen Tingmo's "personal consulting service" without knowing it. After receiving the money, he transferred it to the company's accountant according to the procedure. Rest your head comfortably to digest food.

"Thank you Director Shen, I will pay you back when I receive the trust money, and it will be enough in five months."

Ignoring his unfamiliar address, Shen Tingmo's eyes were filled with tenderness: "No rush..."

By the time the medicine arrived, Ruan Wei had finished eating and took a shower. There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, as well as some kind of incomplete singing, which could be clearly heard in the quiet room.

Shen Tingmo had just cleaned up the dishes on the dining table and put them in the garbage bag, when he heard the doorbell ring, he followed the sound and went to open the door.

The errand boy handed over a bag of medicines. Because there were prescription medicines, he had to confirm the buyer's real-name identity information with Shen Tingmo and issue a certificate.

"Who is it?" The bathroom door opened behind, and Ruan Wei stepped out without knowing it, with a towel wrapped around her waist, and a towel in her right hand to wipe her wet hair. Water stains slowly dripped from the sunken spinal groove, she was thin but not weak, and her skin that had not seen the sun showed a healthy pinkish white color.

The two people at the door raised their heads at the same time, looking at Ruan Wei who was as white as glowing.

The errand runners are not surprised. In their line of work, I have seen people kissing on the lips to buy condoms from errands, and I have also seen sexy anchors wearing deep V black silk buy cigarettes at Midnight.com.

It's just a handsome white guy wrapped in a bath towel, the errand boy who has read all the vicissitudes of life expresses that his heart is still.

However, Shen Tingmo's face changed, his eyes gradually darkened, his hand holding the receipt was clenched with veins, and his voice carried a severity that Ruan Wei had never felt before.

"Go back to your room."

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