contract relationship

In the emergency department of the hospital, An Tong asked the doctor anxiously: "Will this leave a scar?"

The doctor packed away the disinfection tools, looked at An Tong, and asked, "Did you fight?"

An Tong shook his head like a rattle: "Where can it be, the cat scratched it."

The doctor was delighted: "Cats can scratch human nail marks? This cat has become a genius!"

An Tong wondered what was going on with this doctor, he didn't talk about serious things, he only thought about gossip.

The doctor said nonchalantly: "It's not a big problem, don't get wet, don't touch it with your hands, and be careful not to eat spicy things. The prescribed medicine should be applied well."

The doctor's voice changed, and he asked An Tong again: "Did you catch him?"

An Tong: "...Yes, I am looking for someone to sharpen my claws and practice my hands. Try?"

It was all a joke, the doctor put his face close to An Tong: "Come on, let me see the kitten become a sperm."

Fan Shuojing suddenly got off the treatment bed, raised her hand against the doctor's shoulder, and leaned in front of An Tong.

The doctor almost stopped, keeping a palm-width distance from Fan Shuojing, and pressed his hand on the cart next to him.

Fan Shuojing: "Is there anything else?"

The doctor held the plate on the cart: "It's gone, it's gone, just remember not to touch the water, take a good rest, if you don't get enough rest, the wound will be slow to heal itself."

Fan Shuojing took An Tong away without giving An Tong a chance to say "goodbye", and An Tong didn't realize it either.

After leaving the hospital, An Tong was still thinking about it, saying that it was impossible to expect Fan Shuojing to have a good rest, why not buy some Valium and sleep for a few days.

Fan Shuojing didn't say a word, and didn't plan to find a doctor to prescribe medicine, but just pulled An Tong towards the parking lot.

An Tong shut up, didn't say anything, and followed Fan Shuojing obediently.

The two drove home.

There was no one in the house, but all the lights were on, and the whole villa was brightly lit.

There is also a singing night light at the entrance of the porch, which looks like a rabbit and sleeps with the crescent moon in its arms. It was bought by An Tong as a table decoration, and she also made a nest for the little rabbit with paper towels.

Gone is the humble paper towel bed.

Fan Shuojing hesitated, walked inside, and heard cello music playing on the stereo.

Melodious and gentle, low-pitched, like a river flowing, adding thick night.

Aromatherapy was also ordered.

Fan Shuojing doesn't like these things, and rarely pays attention to them.

But the candle on the coffee table in the living room was familiar to her. It was something An Tong had flaunted to her some time ago.

According to An Tong, it is her favorite flavor. She used to stock up more than a dozen yuan and kept it at home. She planned to burn it until she found a new love.As a result, she couldn't get it now, and she never bought a new candle.

And this candle is limited edition and out of print. She found a lot of second-hand candles before buying a brand new one, and happily took it to the dinner table to share with Fan Shuojing.

At that time, An Tong also said that it can be stored for a long time without opening the package.This piece should be kept, and when she loses interest in life one day, she will take it out again.

The scent of happiness can hold her back and remind her that there are still things worth remembering in life.

Later, An Tong wanted to collect another piece, old or new, or burnt, for regular ordering.

I don't know if I bought it or not.

Fan Shuojing was surprised, pointed to the candle on the table, wanted to ask but didn't know how to ask.

An Tong approached carelessly, and squinted his eyes to enjoy: "Does it smell good! The perfumer is so good, how can he understand me so well, and he can concoct such a perfect smell."

For Fan Shuojing, good smell is good smell, but this is not the most important thing.

Fan Shuojing asked directly, "Did you get the second one?"

An Tong threw himself on the sofa without hesitation, crossed his feet and said to Fan Shuojing, "No, it's still the same piece."

Fan Shuojing fell silent.

You don't need to think about it, you know that all the things in the house are arranged by An Tong.Let the nanny out in advance, that is, the two of them are alone, no one will see the scar on Fan Shuojing's face, and there is no need to be questioned or explained.

With lights on and soothing music playing, the house is cozy.Both the light and the cello music make people relax, and can immerse themselves in the gentleness of "home".

Not that cold, unpopular apartment.

Also specially lit incense.

An Tong used the method she thought would make people feel the most happy, taking all aspects into consideration, and tried her best to give Fan Shuojing a relaxed and relaxed atmosphere.

You can't get it anywhere else.

Fan Shuojing was at a loss for words, paused for a moment, and asked, "Didn't you say you want to keep it?"

An Tong got up, peeled the orange and ate it, stuffed it into his mouth, and took the other petals to Fan Shuojing: "Try it with oranges, the taste will become very fresh and feel better - no need for candles." Stayed."

"why?"

After feeding the oranges, An Tong held Fan Shuojing's waist, and the two of them were very close.

"Because I found a replacement for it."

are people.

It is the one you love who is truly unique, and you will never find the same or similar.

An Tong kissed Fan Shuojing, pecked Fan Shuojing's lips once, then pecked again, many times in a row, just like a joke.

"So you have to be good, and keep it longer, longer than I live. It depends on you to maintain me and this messy world."

In a relaxed tone, he just said it so casually, as if saying "don't eat the cake in the refrigerator".

Even the speech was the same as the atmosphere An Tong wanted to create, without affection, and everything he said was a daily state.

Life is like this, confession is not a special event, there is joy and sweetness all the time.Two people are very happy together, no matter what, there is no need to be deep in love.

An Tong tried her best to make Fan Shuojing feel comfortable, so that she could really relax and be able to relax in this environment.

Fan Shuojing understood.

Had hot pot takeaway that night.

It was also An Tong who called in advance, and they were delivered to the door not long after they got home.An Tong refused the merchant's service, moved the ingredients in and arranged them, and cooked them himself.

In addition, I made porridge for Fan Shuo to rest his stomach, and put a lot of seafood.

The two sat on the floor next to the tea table, watching TV while fishing for hot pot.

The oily smoke diffused, and the bottom of the red oil soup splashed out. Occasionally, there would be oil dripping from the spoon, making the coffee table a mess.

An Tong was careless again.She had to cook it by herself, she was inexperienced and indecisive, so she threw a few balls down, and the soup jumped up and down, which scared her back again and again.

Fan Shuojing didn't curse, and didn't even stop her. She watched An Tong's beef balls roll down, and the oil stains ruined a six-figure carpet.

What is a carpet if An Tong can take out the candles he treasured?

As long as An Tong wants it, Fan Shuojing is willing to give her everything she owns, and never keep it private.

Just, including secrets.

Fan Shuojing picked a piece of tofu from the clear soup and asked An Tong, "Aren't you curious about my mother?"

An Tong was eating wide noodles, and replied vaguely: "What are you curious about? Temper? Personality?"

Before Fan Shuojing could nod, An Tong finally swallowed the fan: "What's curious, it's a very common old lady. Let me tell you, there are many people like this in the countryside. They go crazy when they slap their thighs, saying that their sons and daughters are not filial. The whole world is sorry for her!"

Fan Shuojing: "..."

Very inappropriate metaphor.

But in this way, it seems that there is a little more comical effect, and it is not so heavy.

I don't know how the old lady will react when she is compared to a rural shrew.

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The author has something to say: I didn't mean to say that the old lady in the countryside was bad.

I'm so hungry, I want to eat hot pot.Must have wide powder.

Thanks to qingshanc for mine.I'm going to give out red envelopes!