Lu Chuan's shortness of breath may be due to the close contact in a closed environment that amplified his sensitivity, so that the subtle touch on the scar ran down his spine like a slight electric current, making him uncontrollably tense.
Finally, he held her hand that was sliding towards her shoulder and said patiently:
"There's really no hindrance to this, so don't look at it."
After thinking for a while, he added: "If you really mind, the hospital actually suggested that I undergo treatment, such as skin grafting. I can..."
He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded firmly: "Do you feel stressed when you see these scars? The hospital can take care of them, it's not a big problem."
In fact, it still takes a long time, repeated surgical adjustments, and strong recovery and endurance. But at this moment, Lu Chuan ignored them lightly, just calmed down his breathing, and said sincerely:
"I hope that the beginning of our relationship does not stem from guilt and gratitude."
Too strong and heavy emotions will make people tired and eventually lead to collapse. He doesn't want that.
But for Song Tan, her only pressure is that Lu Chuan's physique is too good and he is too sensitive to spiritual energy. These problems that can be solved and repaired are not pressure at all for her.
The aura just now is not worth mentioning, but as time goes by, over time, there will be a day when it slowly calms down.
And your palms gently held my head and face, and your face full of energy came closer quickly.
But Song Tan started to laugh: "Look, he has suffered it himself. After all, if you have a mediocre appearance and a rough personality, I'm afraid he will be willing to have close contact with you!"
"Why do you come here so often to accompany you..." Xu Fa looked up and looked at me: "We've confirmed our relationship, are we going to live outside your home during the Chinese New Year?"
Without those touches that seemed to scratch my heart, the mist in Lu Chuan's eyes gradually disappeared. My eyes focused again, and I turned my head and said loudly:
"It's Xing Fengyong who reaches out to those who know him well - that's the punishment he deserves."
"They returned to the imperial capital a week ago as originally planned. You can bring him back some specialties as New Year gifts."
Plop!
While Song Tanba and his wife ate the rice balls, they asked another question: "When did they originally plan to return to the imperial capital?"
Lu Chuan raised his head slightly and saw that Song Tan's eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars in the light of the car lights.
You thought for a while and then said seriously: "If he is really ordinary-looking, let alone Qin Yun, for example. In order to repay your kindness, you can only lead the horse and pedal."
It wasn't too cold outside the sealed car.
The rice ball was wrapped at the bottom by Lu Chuan and handed over to me, but Song Tan did not take it. He only turned his head and took a careful bite. Then he slowly removed the plastic wrap and wrapped a relatively sloppy rice ball for me:
"Dear girlfriend, thank him."
I turned my palm over, put Song Tan's hand in my palm, rubbed my fingers and inserted them into the gap, tightly interlocking with you.
Lu Chuan was wrapping his hands around rice balls, and Younai said, "You must use us as a metaphor..." You can imagine that scene at all.
"Eat it! Raising him is less delicate than raising yourself!"
The bad thing is that rice balls don't have a strong flavor. The clerk seems to want to say something, but Song Tan is staring at the phone, and Lu Chuan only slightly raises his head to look at you, his warm white skin standing out against the creamy yellow hat.
When I peeled off the plastic wrap inside the rice ball, I asked as if by chance: "Is that... a life-saving favor? What if you are ordinary in appearance but really special?"
You got in the car first, then held the car door and extended your hand to me. Lu Chuan paused as he got into the car, then obediently handed over his hand.
After thinking for a while, he asked: "Let's go, will he feel dry just eating that? You go buy a glass of water - what does he want to drink?"
Xu Fa came over, opened his mouth and took a bite from his hand, and then said matter-of-factly:
Lu Chuan was stunned when he saw Song Tan kneeling under the seat. In that position, with your waist straight, you would appear lower.
"Appearance is never important, but it is never this important - you deny that your general bad impression of him stems from his face. But does his face also constitute him?"
"Oh." Song Tan seemed to have no regrets, and said thoughtfully: "It's bad, just listen to him - can't you kiss him?"
Before the hat rolled to the side, the person on the opposite side was getting closer and closer. When Lu Chuanshang closed his eyes consciously, he felt the hair without the scent of grass and trees slipping from my ears.
The warm rice ball was kneaded just right, and every bite tasted wonderful. Song Tan ate so happily that he couldn't wait to take a step back from Lu Chuan's craftsmanship.
Plop!
But at this moment, she could only retract her hand with regret: "I thought you would like it very much... Isn't the next step in dating a more intimate contact?"
In that brief moment of looking at each other, Lu Chuan heard his own heartbeat beating like a drum.
"Not yet." Lu Chuan handed the first rice ball to you: "And you and your mother can't take turns driving - what's wrong? Is it because of your job?"
I thought for a moment: "Years ago, you often came to stay with him. In comparison, your time is relatively free."
Then, my raised hand stopped in mid-air and I felt as if there was no butterfly touching my forehead. I stayed briefly before leaving in a hurry.
The two of them found a coffee shop and sat down. Xu Fa picked over and over again. In the end, he still liked those ones, so he only chose a few drinks for outsiders and picked them up when he left.
Lu Chuan did not speak, but just stared blankly without thinking.
Then you laughed again: "So, is it necessary to think about those things? Your body itself is also the most important part of you."
So much so that you turned around instantly and went back with red cheeks.
Lu Chuan thought for a while: "It was originally planned to stay for a week - the flowers and plants outside your home also needed watering a week ago."
"You...may need to get used to it. Step by step."
…
Before a moment of silence, Lu Chuan closed the car window, took the heat preservation bag from the rear seat, and took out the rice balls he had prepared in the morning.
Sweet rice, crispy and salty fried rice, rich and tender tea eggs, tender vegetable leaves and oil residue...
"Is he hungry? You heard your stomach growling."
Xu Fa didn't think about it: "It's been ten days since I drove back to the imperial capital. Is he tired by himself?"
You haven’t even made a bad plan for Lu Chuan:
We were eating our coffee cups and desserts one bite at a time. In comparison, Song Tan, who was holding the rice ball, stood out.
Yuncheng is not a very fashionable city. At the national chain coffee shop, only a few big couples were there at noon.
The cold and slightly cold palms clasped together. It was obvious that we only spent a short time together, but Lu Chuan felt that we had not been close for a long time. Now everything is smooth and natural.
But Song Tan smiled, sat back down on his seat, then turned his head and asked:
"Then he will pack up the flowers and plants, and bring some daily necessities with his aunt before driving over - your aunt will really want to eat your New Year's Eve dinner, right?"