The woman yelled in the supermarket and attracted many people. She cried and asked people to judge her.
"Fuck, idiot."
Lu Xinting couldn't hold back her temper and picked up something on the shelf next to her. Song Heng recovered from the pain and went up to hold her, "Forget it."
Lu Xinting turned to look at him, the anger in her eyes still lingering, "Why forget it, didn't you see her attitude?"
Song Heng clasped her wrist and whispered: "There is no need to waste time with this kind of person."
Lu Xinting looked at his expression and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Song Heng shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
Afraid that Lu Xinting would continue to quarrel with the woman, she changed the subject and said, "Aren't you hungry? Let's go."
Lu Xinting opened her mouth and wanted to say something else, but Song Heng pulled her away.
The woman was still cursing there.
"Look at her man, his face is so pale, oh, he must be sick."
"It's really unlucky. If this happens to me, it's hard to explain."
…
After leaving the supermarket, Lu Xinting walked in front alone, holding her hat in her pockets with her hands.
Song Heng was carrying the vegetables, one meter behind her, and followed slowly.
Suddenly, she turned around and said, "You are not such a person."
Song Heng stopped and wondered what she said, "What?"
"In the situation just now, it was obvious that the other party was being unreasonable. According to your past, you would not let it go so easily."
He followed Gu Zhiyin, and his temperament was somewhat like Gu Zhiyin's.
After they left, the woman's curse words were unbearable.
How could he swallow his anger and endure this kind of anger?
Didn't it hurt when the wine hit him?
If he hadn't pulled her away, she would have taught that woman a lesson.
Now she felt suffocated and aggrieved.
He explained: "I just don't want to waste time. It's eight o'clock and you haven't eaten yet."
The streetlight at the entrance of the alley was broken, and he stood in the shadows, unable to see his face clearly.
Lu Xinting shook her head, "That's not the reason."
She looked into his eyes and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable and want to go home quickly?"
Song Heng pursed his lips. He was indeed very uncomfortable. The wound was soaked with sweat. The blow just now made his shoulder blade and lower back hurt so much that he couldn't hold on. He didn't know if it was bleeding. He had to go home quickly.
"No, aren't you hungry? Let's go."
Afraid of being seen by her, he immediately opened his long legs and walked forward after speaking.
Lu Xinting looked at his figure, remained silent for a moment, followed quickly, and held his hand.
A faint sweet fragrance approached. Before Song Heng could react, his soft body leaned towards him and took away the food in his hand.
Song Heng paused in his steps and was stunned for a long time.
"you……"
He opened his mouth, his eyes were shocked and a little surprised.
Hadn't she been avoiding his touch?
Why would she take the initiative to approach him...
"What am I doing? Let's go home."
Song Heng lowered his eyes and said, "I'll carry it."
Lu Xinting's expression was calm, "Not heavy."
"give it to me."
He reached out to take it, and Lu Xinting immediately moved the dish to the other hand, pretending to be impatient, "Why are you so verbose as a grown man? You are just as mother-in-law as before."
Song Heng was dragged forward by her.
"Follow me, or I'll tear you apart and I won't be responsible."
Lu Xinting took small steps and slowed down as she walked.
She walked in front, carrying vegetables in one hand and holding him with the other.
Song Heng looked at the two shadows on the ground and didn't know what he was thinking.
…
After arriving home, Lu Xinting asked him to take off his clothes.
He refused and went to cook, but Lu Xinting pushed him down on the sofa and took off his clothes.
Seeing that his entire upper body was covered with white bandages, even on his arms, Lu Xinting's pupils stiffened and she stared at him blankly.
When Song Heng saw her expression, he knew that she was frightened.
"stop looking……"
He couldn't bear to have his injuries exposed in front of the woman he liked, as if to show his vulnerability and incompetence.
Fortunately it was covered with gauze, otherwise he might have gotten up immediately and locked himself in the toilet.
Picking up the clothes she had thrown on the ground, she shook them twice and tried to put them on, but was held down by Lu Xinting.
She tried her best to keep her expression calm, "I got chopped a few times."
Song Heng's movements froze slightly, "Just a few times."
"No more than a few times."
"Really not..."
"Then why are there so many gauze wraps?"
Lu Xinting's attitude of asking for the bottom line made him a little unable to resist. He took a deep breath and said, "Maybe... maybe he is an intern?"
Lu Xinting was silent. This man really couldn't lie at all.
Although he couldn't see any injuries, his chest and back were so entangled that those stab wounds must be unimaginably hideous.
Lu Xinting couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched his back with her fingertips. It was a slight touch, but it made his body tremble violently.
Lu Xinting took back her hand, "Sorry."
"No need to apologize, it's just a reflex."
"I mean, I'm sorry for your injuries."
Song Heng didn't know how to answer the call.
He was ashamed.
As a man who loved her, he failed to protect her.
And she suffered so much grievance...
Lu Xinting looked at him and asked, "How can you move when you are wrapped like this? Can you lift your arms?"
"Yes." He raised it to show her.
Lu Xinting smiled, "Brother Song, you really look like a mummy."
"..."
"There is a little bleeding on my right shoulder. I need to remove the gauze and give you some medicine."
"Need not!"
He quickly put on his clothes and said, "This is normal. I'll just take some medicine."
Lu Xinting watched him get up in a hurry, strode to the water bar, poured a glass of water, and found that he didn't have the medicine. He went back, rummaged on the coffee table, and then rummaged on the bed.
It seems he can't remember where he threw the medicine.
"Are you looking for this?"
Lu Xinting was carrying a bag of medicine, "I found it under the coffee table."
At first glance, he didn't take it seriously and threw the medicine away when he got home.
Song Heng took it sheepishly, quickly opened it, picked out two anti-inflammatory pills, two wound-healing pills, and analgesics... He threw them into his mouth together, and then quickly walked to the water bar to drink water. .
"..."
Lu Xinting looked at him speechlessly.
I noticed his ears were a little red.
"You watch a movie while I cook." Song Heng rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.
"Let me help you." Lu Xinting stood up and walked over to help wash the vegetables.
"No, you go sit down."
He never allowed Lu Xinting to enter the kitchen.
"How long are you going to do it alone? I'm almost starving to death." Lu Xinting lied. In fact, she ate something.
Song Heng couldn't help her, and he was worried about getting her clothes dirty, so he went to get her an apron.
The kitchen was open and very spacious. Lu Xinting stood beside him and helped him.
When Song Heng turned around, he saw her with her head lowered, carefully choosing dishes.
The long hair around her ears fell down, covering less than half of her face, revealing her beautiful nose bridge and red lips.
The light came down, plating a light layer of gold on her outline.
He began to drift off again.
This warm picture gave him the illusion that nothing had changed between them.
Song Heng was fascinated, but at this moment she raised her head and looked at him.
"Huh? Why does it smell like paste?"
Song Heng immediately turned around, and sure enough, the dish was burnt.
"..."
He quickly turned off the fire and was about to throw away the pot of food in frustration.
Lu Xinting stopped him, "I can still eat it if I save it."
Song Heng pursed his lips and frowned at the failed dish.
Although after picking out the mushy ones, the rest could still be seen, but he couldn't bear it.
How could this kind of thing be made by him?
Lu Xinting said it tasted good and she wouldn't let him waste it.
He had to resist the urge to pour it out, bring it to the table, and never look at it again.
Lu Xinting ate with gusto, and she even took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.
Song Heng was surprised, "You want to drink?"
