When he said this, he spoke very flat and lightly, and the ending sound was light, with a little carelessness.

The night wind is gentle.

The curtains were buzzed by the ambiguous wind.

Meng Yingning pinched the cotton pad with one hand, and put the tip of the other finger on his naked shoulder. He blinked and blurted out: "Can you still not leave?"

There are still some small expectations.

Chen Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her, which was meaningful.

Meng Yingning came back to the smell, closed her mouth and her ears were hot.

She glared at him and it took a long time to put it in a sentence: "Of course I'll leave!"

Chen Wang looked at her for several seconds before tugging the corner of his lips, and said lazily: "The car has been sent for repair. I can't send it to you. Can you leave yourself?"

He always looked at her when he spoke.

Meng Yingning felt inexplicably worried by his eyes.

At first glance, this sentence sounds very adult and can easily make people think too much, but Chen Wang's eyes were completely different from that.

I don’t know if it’s because she has a small plan in her heart or for some other reason, Meng Yingning always feels that there is some kind of exploration in his eyes.

Or examine.

Meng Yingning felt like he could see through the whole person.

Those little thoughts seemed to be placed in a glass jar under the sun, and he could see through her thoughts and thoughts, without any hiding.

"There is nothing that I can't leave? I won't go back very late. There is also a subway at this point," Meng Yingning said more and more and more, and he opened his eyes in a hurry. For some reason, it seemed that no matter what he said, he was always a little weaker than him.

Meng Yingning bulged her cheeks unhappily, turned her head and pinched the cotton and rubbed the blood scab on his wound. She rubbed it on and off. Her movements were not so gentle.

The muscles on Chen Wang's shoulder scapula tensed for a moment, and did not say the pain, and even laughed in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

He is really tolerant.

Meng Yingning looked at the long and deep cut from her shoulders to the end of her shoulders. She felt her fingertips numb, and the part on her back felt a slight pain. She didn't dare to think about how painful such a long cut would be.

She pursed her lips and put her movements lightly.

Meng Yingning is not very good at doing these things, and she will not know how to do the steps after cleaning them. She was caught by Chen Wang when she was holding her mobile phone and clicking on the search engine.

The little girl had no sound for a long time, and sat behind him quietly, occasionally rustling.

Chen Wang turned around and looked at her holding her cell phone and raised her head.

Chen Wang: "What are you doing?"

Meng Yingning raised the screen of his mobile phone to him - how to bandage the wound with trauma needle.

Meng Yingning said: "I'll check it."

“…”

Chen Wang sighed: "If you want to make a takeaway with an apron, just paste gauze, and check Baidu. What else can you do?"

In the end, Chen Wang patiently taught her how to apply medicine and how to cut gauze and wrap it.

She made it a little clumsy, and the medical tape was sticking it crookedly, but it didn't matter what it looked like. The effect was the same anyway. Can it heal quickly by breading it into a rose? It's better than just hanging it carelessly.

Meng Yingning looked at the finished product for a while and was quite satisfied. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, leaned back, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Chen Wang said.

"But I saw several pieces of gauze in the bathroom." Meng Yingning said unconscientiously, "There are still a few small pieces."

“…”

After a moment of silence, he turned around and looked at her, and asked indifferently: "Do you want to see?"

"Look," Meng Yingning had already picked up the new medical cotton pad and said simply: "Come on!"

Chen Wang narrowed his eyes, snorted, and then stood up.

Meng Yingning sat on the sofa, watching him stand up slowly without knowing it, with his slender fingers putting on the belt metal buckle, and clicking, unbuttoning it.

“…”

Meng Yingning was stunned.

Chen Wang lazily pulled the belt away, put his hand on the waist of his pants, and he was about to take it off as he pretended.

“…”

The fuck you...?

Meng Yingning held the clean cotton pad in her hand, and she pissed up from the sofa with a look of horror. She climbed to the other end with her hands and feet, and knelt far away at the end of the sofa, blushing: "What are you doing!"

Chen Wang flirted with his eyes: "Didn't you say you want to see?"

Then you didn't say you were injured in the place where you needed to take off your pants!!!

"No more look! No more look!" Meng Yingning closed his eyes, threw the slimmed cotton in his hand into a ball towards him, and collapsed and shouted, "You do it yourself! I want to go home!"

It was less than ten o'clock when Meng Yingning arrived home. Although Chen Wang asked her if she could leave, he finally took her to the door of the house and watched her enter the building.

Meng Yingning went up, lay down by the window as usual and looked downstairs, looking for him, but no one was found this time.

Walk faster.

Meng Yingning curled her lips.

The little head upstairs disappeared and the curtains were pulled up again.

Time passes minute by minute.

I don’t know how long it took, but a small shadow swayed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs, shaking it twice, and then the light in the living room was turned off.

Then Chen Wang walked out of the shadow slowly with a cigarette in his mouth. The ground that he had just stood was full of cigarette butts.

He looked up at the warm yellow light that shone through the window screen, and his heart kept irritating.

Too many things tonight exceeded his expectations.

Don't care about her or speak.

But when she saw her kneeling in front of him and crying, crying aggrievedly and sadly, and she was so weak that she choked and she was little bit powerless, the so-called self-control was like being deflated and not being completely clean.

The little girl is very powerful now, completely different from the time ago. No matter what he said, she would not leave. She just blocked her eyes stubbornly and stubbornly, grabbing his life gate over and over again.

Shameless.

I can't just watch her cry like this.

I wanted to hug her, kiss her, kiss her, and block the soft lips that kept spitting out some messy words in her crying voice.

Chen Wang said "tsk" irritably, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, stepped on it, and turned around and left.

Meng Yingning took a shower and turned off the lights, and went back to the bedroom. She lay on the bed and tossed and turned for a long time but couldn't fall asleep.

She lay flat on the bed, looking at the dim ceiling with her eyes open, blinked twice, was stunned for a while, suddenly fluttered over, lay on the bed and touched her phone from the head of the bed.

She clicked on WeChat, raised her legs and fell down, and slapped the bed sheets one by one.

A very light sound was made in the quiet bedroom. Meng Yingning typed and posted a message on his Moments, but it was only visible to him.

After posting, she looked at the circle of friends for a while, and her head stumbled into the soft pillow.

Hug her.

He hugged her on his own initiative.

return……

Meng Yingning's nose rubbed against the pillow fabric and turned red in the darkness.

She fluttered and raised her head, pulled her phone and looked at it. Before 11 o'clock, Lin Jingnian was very likely to be asleep.

She clicked into Lin Jingnian’s WeChat interface and sent a packet that looked like a rippling heart and a bit obscene.

Meng Yingning:【Hehe】

After waiting for a while, Lin Jingnian: […?]

Meng Yingning really didn't know who to tell him. He didn't say anything before, and he had never had contact with Chen Wang, so it was fine. He spoke once last time, and the desire to talk was like a flood that opened the flood gate, and he couldn't hold it in.

Meng Yingning: [Every year! He hugged me today!]

Lin Jingnian: […Didn’t you two hold each other last time?]

Meng Yingning happily: [That's different! Last time I hugged him, and it was a special situation. This time he took the initiative to hug me! He even coaxed me!]

Meng Yingning blushed: [I also called my nickname.]

Lin Jingnian on the other end of the phone: "..."

Lin Jingnian was quite confused about her progress, and she didn't know what was so happy about her progress that was almost equivalent to standing still.

Just as he was confused, he saw Meng Yingning typing another line of words: [And he seems to be hard.]

Her caution can be seen through the screen: [So, does he like me a little too?]
To be continued...