Liang Medong spread his right hand and said, "Show me yours."
I opened my palms and said, "This is all I have."
He said: "You are still very close to the emotional line."
Yo.
So professional?
I said yes."
He asked: "What does this say?"
I didn't know this. Lin Lili never said it before. It's just nonsense: "Ah, they say they can fall in love and marry a poor man. This thing is good if it is close to the career line and can marry a rich man."
Obviously Liang Medong was also talking nonsense with me, and did not investigate the loopholes in my words. He only said: "Then look at your right hand. Do you have to look at your right hand for the first half of your life?"
"It was even worse in the first half of my life." I spread my right hand and said, "Look, there are none."
He took one look and was stunned.
There is a long scar on my right hand, which completely cut off the marriage line, cut the emotional line, and even the life line.
I explained to him: "One time when I was washing a kitchen knife, I was able to wash it smoothly, and just swiped it...blood splattered on the spot."
Liang Medong raised his eyelids to look at me and snorted: "Do you think you are washing the sword?"
"Who says it's not? I often fantasize about being a heroine." I held up two fingers and made sword gestures, "Just like the little dragon girl, sleeping on a rope, and using the sword skills of a Yue Nv."
"Yue Nu's swordsmanship is that of Guo Fu," Liang Medong said, "Xiao Longnu's swordsmanship is that of Jade Girl."
"How can Jade Girl have sword skills?" I said, "Isn't it the Jade Girl Heart Sutra? She practiced it with Yang Guo. Neither of them wore clothes. After practicing, they still..."
I remembered and stopped talking.
Liang Medong stopped talking.
We watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" at his house.
I still remember that when we saw Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu practicing kung fu that day, even the air was filled with embarrassment.
It didn't take long for Yin Zhiping to arrive.
This incident also left an indelible scar in both of our hearts, so much so that I still don’t know what the plot will be and how Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo reconciled.
Just say I won’t bullshit, right? How unlucky.
After wrapping Liang Medong's hands, I went to look for something to eat, and at a glance I saw my twenty dishes in the trash can.
It didn't matter if he didn't want to eat, he actually opened them all.
If you accept it, it will be ruined.
He had no choice but to go to the refrigerator to look for what Liang Medong bought, and sure enough, there were noodles he liked.
I spread out the dough with my hands to dry, and took out the eggs and tomatoes.
It's so late, so keeping it simple and eating quickly is more important than anything else.
When I was busy, Liang Medong would lean on the island to smoke and listen to music.
The room was quiet except for the lively explanations of the game anchors.
It suddenly seemed like I was back when I was a kid.
He always liked these.
The difference is that in the past, he would not let me do the work on my own, but would also help me.
But this is much better than complete silence. After all, the amount of nonsense I know is very limited, and I might end up with that kind of unfavorable content again.
The vegetables were cut quickly and the noodles were cooked in the pot. I took the knife and prepared to wash it on the faucet. Liang Medong had already reached out and took it away.
I saw him touching the blade with his fingers that were not very flexible and said, "I don't cut my hands every time I wash them."
"It would be troublesome if I cut it." He held a cigarette and squinted his eyes as he said, "It's dirty after all."
"..."
"There are many germs." He glanced at me and added.
I didn't answer him and turned around to cook.
The sound of cooking stopped and the sound of a certain sound stopped. It was probably that the range hood was so noisy that he couldn't hear it.
The stew needs to be simmered for a while before it tastes good.
I set the time, turned off the range hood, turned my head, and met Liang Medong's face.
He was still leaning in the same position, looking at me.
I said, "What do you want to say?"
This kind of behavior that hesitates to speak, especially the eyes are so weird.
Like a... dog that has been hungry for several days.
"The contract has been signed." He really had something to say, "But what are your follow-up arrangements? That Chen can't stay in the hospital for the rest of his life. How are you going to let others support you?"
I said, "So?"
"So I'm not one of those female ticket holders," he said seriously, as if he was emphasizing his work, "Don't make me look like a young lady anymore."
I said, "I know. Look at me, don't I even put on makeup?"
He didn't speak, just stared at my face, motionless.
I was really baffled: "You just made me scream, and I didn't have time to dry my hair, so I can only leave it like this. I even cooked for you for a long time, and I didn't smoke or drink... I even didn't even have nail polish." All removed." This was because it had soaked for too long, but he didn't need to know this.
I said: "Liang Modong, tell me, what else does the kind of good-natured woman you want do? Aren't I the same as before? In the past half day, besides bandaging you, I only held your hand and kissed you. Did you? Did I touch you? I didn’t even touch you, right?"
Isn't this too difficult?
Not even housewives like Lin Lili look more innocent than me at the moment!
Liang Medong still didn't speak.
But there was already fierceness in his eyes.
It's not the kind of hitting someone, it's the kind of...
Sure enough, the next moment, he held my wrist.
"Lin Meigui, stop pretending..."
He gritted his teeth, preparing to explode.
I frowned and interrupted: "It hurts..."
He let go.
But then I picked it up and threw it all the way to the sofa.
I was almost dizzy, and I looked at him in a daze as he came over and held my head in his hands.
The rough gauze rubbed on my cheek, and he stared at my face, his dark eyes, fierce, hateful and weird.
This situation is a bit unpredictable, and I don’t dare to talk nonsense.
He can do whatever he wants, but I can't make him angry, I have to rely on him for support.
Then the atmosphere entered an eerie silence.
Finally, Liang Medong spoke up: "Who asked you to wear my clothes?"
Mud...
What did I think he was going to say? ! ! !
"My clothes are wet!" I said, "Do you think not wearing clothes is what you want to feel like?"
So which one of us is more crooked?
He stopped talking and began to move.
I reminded him: "The meal is almost ready!"
He was busy with his work: "You will still have strength even if you don't eat!"
He had the strength, but the problem was that the rice was all burnt and the pot almost burned.
I brushed the smeared bottom of the pot vigorously. Fortunately, this was not a gas stove, but I couldn't help complaining to him: "It would have caught fire if it burned for a while! Other men only lasted five or six minutes, why did you do this..."
I suddenly felt a stab in the eye out of the corner of my eye, and being smart, I immediately changed my direction: "I meant what was on TV."
Liang Medong fiddled with the buttons of his messy shirt: "Why are you filming TV so soon?"
He took the pot out of the sink and threw it away.
I said, "I mean my brother-in-law."
I really mean that evil pen.
For those five or six minutes, Lin Lili was still in love.
If the sixth son was like Liang Medong, wouldn't she die on him?
Liang Medong didn't say anything. He came over, stretched out his hand from behind me, took my wet hands out of the dishwashing liquid, turned on the faucet and rinsed them clean.
At the same time, I felt his other thoughts, and I couldn't help but be shocked: "Are you going to eat yet..."
"I've wanted to be here for a long time." His face was pressed against my cheek, and his gauze-wrapped fingers covered the back of my hand that was pressed on the island table, interlocking with my fingers. "Eight years I started thinking about it before."
