About forty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the hot pot restaurant.
Wen Sheng paid the fare. As a last resort, she gently pushed his arm and said, "Hey... wake up."
Ever since the encounter that night in Qingzhou, Wen Sheng still didn't know his name. He only saw that his surname was Fu from Linyun's information.
Fu Yanlin opened his eyes in a daze, and faced Wen Sheng's sparkling deer eyes. He paused for a few seconds and had no intention of getting up. Wen Sheng reminded him, "We are here."
The clear and gentle tone, mixed with her delicious fragrance, is refreshing.
Fu Yanlin hummed, then rubbed his eyes and stood up.
Seeing his sleepy look, Wen Sheng calmed down the expression in his eyes, pushed the door open and got out of the car, followed closely by Fu Yanlin.
Wen Sheng walked in front and involuntarily moved her shoulders that were numb from his pillow. Fu Yanlin watched her movements with a faint smile on his lips.
He pretended to sleep at first, but later, he actually fell asleep.
He had less than five hours of sleep in the past two days, which was a serious lack of sleep. He made up for two hours on the plane. Is he not sleepy?
After getting off the bus, Wen Sheng first went to the bar in front of the store to get a number.
The store was on the steps, and her ankle flickered when Chen Xu pulled her into the car. The pain was obvious now.
Fu Yanlin noticed something was wrong with her walking, and his eyes fell on her left foot. When she lifted her foot, the heel of the off-white H Carrefour shoes slid down, revealing a red and swollen heel.
Fu Yanlin strode forward, but it was too late. She walked to the waiter to report the number of people and take the number. She turned around and called Fu Yanlin to sit on the empty chair at the door.
Fu Yanlin looked at her feet casually and asked coldly, "What's wrong with your feet?"
"Huh?" Wen Sheng suddenly came to his senses and explained, "When Chen Xu dragged me into the car, he was a little distracted -"
Fu Yanlin frowned, "Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"It's not a big deal."
"What's the big deal?" Fu Yanlin's tone was fierce, his eyebrows furrowed, "Does it count if I just break your legs?
If she had known that Chen Xu was so violent with her, Fu Yanlin would have to twist his head off and use it as a ball to kick. If he dared to tug at his woman, how could he let her go so easily?
Wen Sheng was a little confused by his cruelty, "It doesn't hurt too much. Maybe it will be fine tomorrow morning."
Fu Yanlin snorted coldly, "Really? I think I'll just hurt you to death."
"..." Wen Sheng was speechless. She felt that the two of them would fight each other to death if this continued, so she simply changed the topic, "Fortunately, there are only 4 tables in front of us, and we only need to wait for half an hour."
Fu Yanlin glanced at her and choked her for no reason, "Don't eat when there are many people? Is this your attitude of thanking others for treating them?"
Wen Sheng said honestly, "I don't like queuing up to eat. Waiting in line for food is a waste of time. No matter how delicious it is, I won't eat it."
"It's a miracle that you haven't starved to death yet." Fu Yanlin snorted coldly and glanced at her thin shoulders, thinking that it was reasonable for her to be so thin. Bad habits are hard to change after many years.
Wen Sheng was used to his sharp mouth and said calmly, "When I was in high school, I was always the last one to go to eat and catch the last bus in the cafeteria. When I first went there, all the aunts had finished work and there was no leftover food to eat, so I had to go
I can make do by buying bread and biscuits from convenience stores. By the way, have you tried the best-selling bear biscuits in Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School? There are also chicken drumstick buns!"
Wen Sheng remembered that he was also from Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School, thinking that alumni always have something to talk about, and said enthusiastically, "The bear biscuits are crispy and crispy, one bite, I can eat a whole pack at a time, and there is also chicken drumstick bread, just one
A stick with bread stuck in it looks like a big braised chicken leg! It's fragrant and sweet! Later, when I went to Yanjing City to study in college, I never had it again, and I missed the taste."
"I'm not interested in junk food." Fu Yanlin said disdainfully, "There is a reason why you are as thin as a telephone pole."
Wen Sheng pursed her lips in embarrassment. This person really didn't know how to chat - he could chat to death at any time.
"However, I probably went to the cafeteria too late. There was an aunt who knew me well. She felt sorry for me because I was too thin and obsessed with studying, so she always left food for me. Later, when I graduated, I went to say goodbye to my aunt and thanked her, but she said
She was entrusted by others."
Wen Sheng smiled, recalling the past, with a relaxed expression on his face, "I asked my aunt who entrusted me to her, and she said it was just a handsome boy, but I haven't seen him for a long time. The boy told her
I am the baby of Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School. No one can starve me when I am hungry. I have to ask my aunt to leave some food for me."
"I thought about it for a long time after I got home, but I never thought who was so enthusiastic. I had to wish him a good man and a safe life from the bottom of my heart."
"..." A sneer appeared on Fu Yanlin's face, his tone full of disdain and a bit of hidden arrogance, "Then he is really nosy and blind. Why do you care about him when you starve to death?"
Wen Sheng pursed her lips and glanced at him with clear eyes, "Others have good intentions."
"It's just a white-eyed wolf like you to worry about. Your good intentions will go unpaid, and you'll be so idle." Fu Yanlin stood up, said coldly to the side to have a cigarette, and left.
Wen Sheng thought he was a little strange, appearing inexplicably and getting angry for no reason - why is this person so difficult to deal with.
If you eat face to face with him for a while, you won’t be able to digest it, right?
Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly remembering Chen Xu who had been beaten so badly, Wen Sheng turned on her phone and sent Han Zhou a WeChat message, explaining clearly the situation tonight and asking Han Zhou to handle this matter well and not to embarrass each other.
The news is still lost.
Wen Sheng felt a little cold.
After about twenty minutes, Fu Yanlin still didn't come back.
When Wen Sheng was thinking about whether to find him on WeChat, he came back carrying a paper bag.
He walked to Wen Sheng and squatted down. He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Sheng. His voice was cold and proud, "Stretch out your legs."
"What are you doing?" Wen Sheng looked at him blankly.
Fu Yanlin glanced at her, then opened the bag, and Wen Sheng saw that it contained Skechers sneakers and Yunnan Baiyao spray.
Wen Sheng's heart trembled.
Smoking and buying a pair of shoes and sprain medicine?
Fu Yanlin's face was heavy, and with a bit of impatience, he grabbed her calf and pulled it, "Just endure the pain. With so many people watching, don't embarrass me."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wen Sheng pursed her lips and said stubbornly, "I don't feel any pain."
Fu Yanlin chuckled and pinched the injured area of her ankle. Wen Sheng immediately hissed in pain.
Fu Yanlin raised the corners of his mouth in triumph, "I don't want you to yell at me."
Wen Sheng pursed her lips.
He's really a bit of a dog.
Then, Fu Yanlin took off Wen Sheng's shoes and threw them into the bag with disgust. He then took out Yunnan Baiyao spray and sprayed it on her ankles a few times. After letting it dry for a while, he put her in cotton socks and shoes.
He is tall, even tall when crouching down, and has a face that makes people and gods angry. Just standing in front of the hot pot restaurant is enough to attract admiring glances.
Not to mention that he was still squatting on the steps at this time, patiently and carefully taking off Wen Sheng's shoes and spraying her with medicine.
Wen Sheng felt like he was going to be exposed by the envious looks around him.
Just when Fu Yanlin was putting on her socks, Wen Sheng's face was so hot that she bent down to hold his hand and whispered, "I'll do it myself."
Fu Yanlin calmly pulled away his hand, raised his head and ordered her, "Sit tight and stay out of the way."
The distance between the two people is very close, and if they move forward a little further, the tips of their noses can touch.
It's a very suitable distance for kissing.
Wen Sheng suddenly fell into his deep eyes, and her heart skipped a beat inexplicably. Within seconds, her heart was beating like a drum, dong dong dong, dong dong dong.
Wen Sheng quickly straightened up and looked down at him.
She wanted to refuse, but the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out. Instead, she felt a strange emotion.
Two vermilion lanterns hung at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant. Reflecting the light, her figure fell on his face, using light and shadow to outline his toughness and dignity.
Wen Sheng squeezed the sweat in her hands and looked at Fu Yanlin in bewilderment as he helped her put on her shoes.
The code number is just right.
Wen Sheng asked, "How do you know my shoe size?"
Fu Yanlin raised his eyes and sighed deeply, "What do you think?"
Wen Sheng:??
Fu Yanlin didn't bother to pay attention to her. He looked at the number plate and saw that they had arrived. He picked up the bag containing Wen Sheng's shoes and threw it into the trash can.
Wen Sheng grabbed his wrist to stop him, "Don't throw it away."
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "You're keeping this crap for the New Year?"
Wen Sheng pursed her lips, "New shoes, just worn for the first time..."
Fu Yan gave her a blank look and threw her into the trash can. Then he grabbed Wen Sheng's hand and held it, and said confidently, "I don't like cripples."