Looking at the pale girl on the hospital bed, she has a thin face, a high nose, and the pupils in her eyes are slightly purple. Her facial features are very delicate, and she looks a bit like the girl next door.
I don't know why Fang Lang felt like he had seen her somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a while. Could it be that he had seen her before?
"Miss, what is your name?"
The girl's voice was very clear, and it felt very comfortable in Fang Lang's ears.
"Hello, sir, thank you for saving me! My name is Audrey Katherine Ralston, but I changed my name not long ago, you can call me Hepburn."
Hepburn? Audrey Hepburn? I go. real or fake,
Fang Lang finally realized why he felt that the girl in front of him looked familiar.
This is the international superstar of later generations, Audrey Hepburn!
Just doing a good deed on the street and encountering such a person?
Oh my God! Is this a gift from you?
But this girl is too thin! Will the child be hungry?
"Okay, Hepburn, my name is Fang Lang! You can call me Lang, or Lang."
The little girl said with a puzzled expression:
"Shouldn't I call you Fang?"
"Let me tell you secretly, I am Chinese, and our habits are different from yours. We always put our last name first and our first name last."
Fang Lang approached Hepburn and whispered.
Because the distance was too close, Hepburn's pale face was slightly red.
"Okay! Then I'll call you Lang! Thank you very much for saving me. I don't know how much you spent. I... I will pay it back to you."
Looking at Hepburn's somewhat pale face, I thought to myself, girl, you look like you can't even afford the food you have now.
Give me back the money you got!
But if he directly refused her to pay back the money, it might hurt his self-esteem.
After thinking for a while he said:
“There’s no rush to pay back the money, we’ll wait until you recover.
Tell me what you want to eat. You must be so hungry that you really want to eat.
Wait, you can't eat hard food right now, I'll make porridge for you. "
After saying that, he ran out in a hurry and met Reinhardt as soon as he ran to the door.
"Fang, what are you going to do!"
"Exactly, Reinhardt, is there rice in London?
The girl inside woke up, but fainted due to lack of hunger.
She can't eat too hard food, so I have to make some porridge for her.
Take me quickly to buy some ingredients. "
Fang Lang grabbed Reinhardt and walked outside.
Reinhardt was pulled so hard that he almost fell down.
"Hey, wait Fang. Slow down...my shoes!"
When Fang Lang returned to the hospital again, he was holding a clay pot wrapped in cotton cloth.
When Hepburn saw Fang Lang again, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
It's not that he likes Fang Lang or anything like that, it's mainly because he's worried that he won't have money to be discharged from the hospital.
Reinhardt followed Fang Lang. Everything today simply refreshed Reinhardt's understanding of Fang Lang.
Especially when Fang Lang concentrated on cooking this pot of lean meat porridge.
It's like a new person.
"Fang, are you possessed by evil spirits?"
"You are just possessed!"
"But I feel like I don't recognize you anymore."
"You don't understand, this is Audrey Hepburn, do you know?"
"Who is Audrey Hepburn? Is that the girl you saved?"
"That was during the Roman Holiday... No, you don't need to know, it was the girl I rescued."
"It seems that our Fang fell in love at first sight! Haha..."
"Go, go, go, let's go. What I like is a fat girl with a bumpy figure. This girl is too thin."
"Oh! So, you want to use your exclusive secret recipe to fatten her up, right?"
"Go away, you don't understand."
Reinhardt felt that he really didn’t understand. Even if he liked this girl, he didn’t have to act like this!
Reinhardt, who followed Fang Lang into the ward, saw Fang Lang talking gently to the girl.
"Hepburn, this is our Chinese delicacy. It is nutritious and healthy. It is very suitable for you at this time."
As he spoke, he picked up the porcelain bowl in his hand and used a spoon to scoop a large spoonful from the clay pot into the porcelain bowl.
After it was full, he used a small spoon to scoop out a little, blew it with his mouth, and handed it to Hepburn's mouth.
"Come and open your mouth. Don't worry, I've blown it. The temperature is just right."
Hepburn looked at the gentle man in front of her, and her heart suddenly seemed to be shocked, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to drink porridge.
But her reason reminded her in time that the man in front of her was just a stranger she met for the first time.
Although the other party is his savior.
However, having a stranger feed her so intimately still made her very shy.
He quickly waved his hands and said:
"No... no, I'll do it myself."
Fang Lang looked at the girl on the hospital bed, her face turned red, and she still didn't understand what was going on.
He turned around and glared at Reinhardt who came after him.
Reinhardt was confused and thought, what's wrong?
Why are you glaring at me? Other girls don't let you feed you porridge, but you are glaring at me.
Can you blame me?
It seems that he dislikes me for being in the way!
Let me go, didn’t you drag me here yourself?
Well, Fang Lang, you said that you are not a person who forgets his duty. Today, I, Reinhardt, have learned the lesson.
Where Fang Lang was willing to give in, the little girl took action herself and quickly stopped her:
"You are a patient! You need to have a good rest, how can you drink porridge by yourself?
This is our Chinese delicacy. You won’t burn yourself if you drink it.
Be obedient and open your mouth. "
As he spoke, his feet kept making strokes towards Reinhardt.
Looking at the meaning, Reinhardt still didn't understand what Fang Lang meant.
Doesn’t this make it clear that you are telling yourself to get out?
The word "fuck" almost came out of my mouth.
I thought to myself, for the sake of saving Aston Martin, I will help you once.
After thinking about it, he turned around and left the ward.
Seeing Reinhardt leaving the ward, Hepburn's face became even more rosy.
Fang Lang was very satisfied with Reinhardt's performance.
Seeing Hepburn reaching out to take the bowl and spoon again, Fang Lang shrank his hands.
He dodged Hepburn's stretched out hands and said:
"Obey, you are a patient now. Eat your porridge obediently."
Hepburn smelled the aroma of lean meat porridge in the bowl and swallowed secretly.
He was indeed very hungry, and there was a growling sound in his stomach.
This made her face blush even more.
Seeing that Fang Lang was really resolute, there was no one else in the ward.
He could only open his mouth slightly.
A mouthful of warm, salty, sticky heat flowed down his throat and into his abdominal cavity.
This warm feeling almost made Hepburn burst into tears.
She felt that this was the most delicious and warm food she had ever eaten in her life.
It has a melt-in-your-mouth texture, a thick and salty taste, and a temperature that is neither hot nor cold.
It caught her taste buds instantly.
Seeing Hepburn obediently take the first bite of porridge, Fang Lang nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"By the way, that's how you behave! Is it delicious?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and scraped the slightly cooler porridge into the spoon along the edge of the porcelain bowl.
Put it to your mouth and blow on it.
This set of actions looked so gentle in Hepburn's eyes.
At this time, Fang Lang's whole person was shrouded in light in Hepburn's eyes.
This is the best man he has ever seen in his life.
His father left their mother and daughter when he was six years old, which left her lacking father's love since she was a child.
At his uncle's house, he was kind to the mother and daughter, but he was executed by the Germans again.
Since then, no man has ever treated her like this.
Unknowingly, my eyes were filled with tears.
As soon as Fang Lang handed the porridge spoon to Hepburn's mouth, he was shocked when he saw the girl's eyes full of tears.
He quickly took out his handkerchief, wiped the tears from the girl's eyes and said:
"What's wrong? What's going on? If you have anything unhappy, tell me. See if I can help you solve it."
The girl said with a smile:
"It's okay, this porridge is just too delicious."
Fang Lang was very happy when he heard the girl praising the delicious porridge he cooked.
"Haha...it tastes good! Let me tell you! British food is a disaster. Food depends on us Chinese. Come and open your mouth."
Then he handed the spoon to the girl's mouth.
This time the girl opened her mouth and swallowed it very naturally.
I don’t know if Hepburn’s appetite has decreased due to hunger, or if she is born with a small appetite.
Just eating two bowls means you are full.
Looking at Hepburn, whose face gradually regained some color, Fang Lang nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Well! My face looks much better now!
Where is your home? I will take you back after taking a rest. "
"Ah! It's better not to give it up! It's not good for my mother to see it!"
Hearing Fang Lang express his intention to send him home, Hepburn's face turned red again. She didn't know what she was thinking of and waved her hands repeatedly.
Since you said you don’t want it! As soon as the word "ba" is uttered, there is room for discussion!
Under Fang Lang's influence, when women say no, it seems they mean yes!
As for the problems his mother saw, Fang Lang didn't care!
Fang Lang had only seen Audrey Hepburn's bright screen image in later generations.
But I didn't know that Hepburn would actually live such a difficult life.
This is what Hepburn really looks like!
Should it be recorded with a camera?
It will definitely become a very precious documentary!
"That's it. You're a little girl. You're wearing such thin clothes and it's so cold outside. You'll freeze when you go out. I'll drive you there to keep you warm."
Seeing that Hepburn was about to refuse again, Fang Lang directly changed the subject and said:
"It's such a cold day, what are you doing out here!"
"I just finished my ballet class and was about to go home. I didn't expect that I would faint on the way. Thank you for saving me."
Hepburn said a little embarrassed.
"Hey! You said this, but looking at you like this, you don't even have to eat! Why do you still go to practice ballet?
Filling your stomach should be more important than dancing! "
Fang Lang didn't know that Audrey Hepburn was born studying ballet. I thought he was studying acting!
In Fang Lang's impression, art training courses are not cheap.
Why would anyone be willing to go hungry to learn dance?
"I have studied ballet since I was a child, and I want to be an excellent ballet dancer when I grow up. So..."
Hepburn felt a little embarrassed when Fang Lang saw his embarrassment.
His face turned slightly pale.
"So you're studying ballet! I thought you were studying acting!"
Fang Lang muttered.
"Acting? I have never studied acting!"
"Ah! That's okay. I just think that with your beauty, you should become a movie star."
I don’t know how Hepburn later embarked on an acting career.
But Hepburn's achievements as a Hollywood superstar are obviously higher than that of a ballet dancer.
But since other people's dream is to become a ballerina, he certainly won't interfere.
