Just as Jing Hao finished speaking, she heard the door being pushed open gently. Jing Hao turned her head and saw Shen Liangnian walking in carrying large and small bags.
Jing Haohao's face turned slightly cold, but he still chatted with Liangchen on the phone in a soft tone.
Through the phone, she heard someone on the other side asking Liangchen something, so she took the opportunity to hang up the phone.
Shen Liangnian stared at Jing Haohao's cell phone on the sofa and asked, "Is it a good time?"
When he asked this question, Shen Liangnian realized that there was a sour taste in his mouth.
Jing Haohao nodded without any hesitation, and then issued an eviction order: "Shen Liangnian, I feel that you are really inappropriate in my home."
Shen Liangnian pursed his lips, put the food he bought in front of the coffee table, then took out a bottle of safflower oil and handed it to Jing Haohao: "Use this to rub your ankles, apply cold compress first, and then wait a few seconds Apply hot compress after fourteen hours."
Jing Haohao didn't say a word, nor did he reach out to take the bottle of safflower oil.
Shen Liangnian stood silently in front of Jing Haohao.
Jing Haohao was really tired. He didn't want to continue the tit-for-tat confrontation with Shen Liangnian, so he leaned tiredly on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said in a tired voice: "Shen Liangnian, you go, you stand here, I really Very uncomfortable."
Shen Liangnian's eyebrows flashed slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just put Jing Hao Hao's house key and safflower oil on the coffee table, where Jing Hao Hao could reach it, and then raised his head, Staring at Jing Haohao with dark eyes, the light inside was calm and without any ripples: "Then you have a good rest."
Jing Haohao said nothing.
Shen Liangnian lowered his eyes, turned around and walked out.
…
Shen Liangnian stood outside the door of Jinghao Hao's house and did not leave.
He strained his ears to listen to the movement inside. He was a little afraid that Jinghao would have difficulty moving and accidentally fall and hurt himself.
Although there were several families on this floor, the corridor was very quiet. The doctor had told him not to smoke or drink, but he still habitually took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lit it neatly, and took a deep breath. stand up.
In fact, before, he only smoked to refresh himself. She didn't like him smoking, and most of the time he wouldn't touch a cigarette for several hours before seeing her.
However, since she separated from him, he has become addicted. He started from scratch and experienced so much suffering. He thought he could survive all kinds of important tasks. However, he found that losing Jinghao, taking away all the hardships. Gone was all his confidence and perseverance.
Even, with his own hands, he just allowed his life to pass away bit by bit before his eyes, and then evolved into the hopeless state it is now.
He thought too much, begged Jing to stop being so cruel, thought too much, shamelessly pestered Jing to take good care of her, thought too much... thought too much... but in the end it was just too much thinking.
He no longer has that qualification, nor does he have that fate.
When Shen Liangnian thought of this, he just felt that his eye sockets were a little hot and his eyelids were a little sore. He slowly leaned against the wall and took the last puff of cigarette in his hand. Then he suddenly coughed violently, and his stomach tumbled with heartbreaking waves. The pain of cracking lungs.
Shen Liangnian leaned against the wall, slowly slid down, and squatted on the ground. With trembling fingers, he took out the painkillers from his pocket, without counting them, he just poured a handful and forced them into his mouth. inside.
