The sun was shining brightly at three o'clock in the afternoon. The air conditioner was turned on in the sports car. The back of the car seat was lowered. Dongfang Wanzheng raised her left leg and asked Jiaming to help her take off her flesh-colored stockings. The first aid kit was placed next to it.
"I really don't understand you. You're such a big man and I'm afraid of going to the hospital..."
"It's not that I'm afraid of going, I just don't want to go because I don't like the atmosphere of the hospital." Dongfang smacked his white teeth and stared at his ankles, as if he was about to scream at any time, "Aren't you a doctor of surgery? This is
It’s just a small problem. I’m chattering so much that I can’t figure it out..."
Jiaming glanced at her trembling expression and insisted on arguing, and felt helpless: "It doesn't hurt that much, right?"
"It hurts when you touch it. Why don't I prepare myself first..."
"I really admire you..."
While nagging, she took off her socks. Dongfang Wan's white bare feet were held in Jiaming's hands. After a simple inspection, Jiaming shook his head: "It's not a big problem. No bones are hurt. Give it a cold compress. I'll give it to you."
Just put some medicine on it and put on a bandage, and everything should be fine."
His understanding of trauma is many times better than that of the doctors in the hospital. This kind of minor injury is naturally more simple. He took a small bag filled with crushed ice cubes bought from outside and put a cold compress on her ankle.
It became quiet. Dongfang Wan lowered the back of the chair, lying on his side on the passenger seat. The silk pants of his left foot were pushed up to his knees. His calves were well-proportioned and slender. The bare feet held by Jiaming were white and delicate, and after the cold compress
Next, the pain gradually decreased, and she also felt a little embarrassed.
The atmosphere problem is naturally part of her reluctance to go to the hospital for treatment, and the fact that there is a first aid kit in the car for minor injuries is also one of the reasons. However, subconsciously, asking Jiaming to treat her injuries does not mean that there is no close relationship, of course.
She didn't think too complicatedly at first. She considers herself a modern woman. We are such good friends, and a little contact is nothing. She originally thought so, but when she calmed down at this time, she felt that there was some ambiguity in the atmosphere.
Come.
Now that I have such thoughts in my mind, some messy feelings seem to come up. The place where Jiaming is holding is hot, numb, and seems to be a little itchy, probably because the soles of my feet are touched. I think so.
Then, the white toes subconsciously moved a few times, and then tightened the instep slightly. At the same time, she also noticed that Jia Ming frowned slightly, probably noticing her movements.
"I suddenly remembered something..." Jia Ming slowed down in applying the cold compress.
"Wha, what?" Dongfang Wan's eyes widened.
"You don't have athlete's foot, do you?"
"Go to hell." Dongfang Wan was a little nervous inside. At this time, she subconsciously waved her legs. Then "Ah..."
"This should break the bones
Jiaming looked at her and shook his head angrily and amusedly. Dongfang Wan blinked desperately in pain. After a long while, he stopped: "You're not serious, are you?" There was a hint of weakness in his tone.
Next, she was applying a cold compress. She didn't dare to mess around anymore. She just felt the ambiguity in silence. After applying the cold compress, she applied medicated oil. Jiaming wrapped her ankle with a bandage. Dongfang Wan was quiet.
He lay there for a long time, watching the bandages begin to be applied. Then he said, "Hey, Gu Jiaming, what do you think of me?"
Jiaming was wrapped in a bandage without raising his head: "Do you have a crush on me?"
"You..." Dongfang Wan's eyes widened for a moment, and then his face turned red, "Wha, what!"
"It's nothing." Just like a normal chat, Jiaming lowered his head and bandaged it methodically, with a calm tone, "I suddenly remembered that a woman asked me this question several years ago. After a while, she asked me
I went to bed."
"Uh...who is that?"
Jiaming raised his head and glared at her: "Why should I tell you?"
"It's not good to be curious, but anyway, it's either Lingjing or Shasha, so I won't let you down."
Jia Mingha shrugged, and after a moment he said: "As for you, to be fair, I think you are pretty good. You have outstanding advantages. You are rich, enterprising, beautiful, and have a straightforward personality."
A little bit rude, but not reckless, but really straightforward. There are very few people with this kind of personality nowadays. Although they have a bad mouth, they are really good to their friends..."
"Hey!" Dongfang Wan laughed, "My bad mouth is because of you, okay? You are much worse than me."
"When men speak, women should not interrupt... Where did I say it?"
Dongfang Wan glared at him angrily: "You have a bad mouth."
"Oh, you have a bad mouth, but you are very good to your friends, but even with so many advantages, you still can't cover up your fatal flaw... Beauty, you are so principled, no matter in business or private affairs, you are equally strong. In the future, you will have men.
My friend is in trouble, you are so controlling, I guess he can only be a little man, haha, I really sympathize with him... By the way, why are you asking me?"
"Why should I tell you."
After the bandage was wrapped, Dongfang Wan retaliates with an expressionless face, then takes back his left foot, puts on stockings, and does not mention this matter again throughout the afternoon.
There was still a long time in that afternoon. Dongfang Wan rarely took a break from her busy schedule and refused to go back. The two of them went to a boutique to buy shoes. Dongfang Wan originally asked Jiaming to give him a reference, but Jiaming stood nearby and refused to give any advice: "I
My aesthetics are messed up, and I think these are all good..." She stopped making multiple choices and just took the double bill and walked away. Then the two of them drove a sports car for a while. In the evening, Jia Ming took
When the documents were quickly made, I wanted to send Dongfang Wan home, but Dongfang Wan chose to go to the company, so Jia Ming had no choice but to send her there.
"Don't worry about me, Yi Ting will take care of me, not to mention...it's a small injury on my foot
She said this to Jiaming, but it was around nine o'clock that night when she returned to Dongfang's villa alone. When she limped into the living room, Dongfang Lu was watching TV.
"What's wrong?" The business on Dongfang Road is in the south. After being here for so long, it was time to go back and continue to run the business. However, something happened recently with Ying Haisheng. There have been a lot of changes within Yanhuang Awakening. In addition, Jia Ming has returned. Recently,
Going to Japan was probably going to involve some unforeseen events. He followed Fang Zhitian's arrangement and stayed in Jianghai temporarily. At this time, he saw that his sister was injured and smelled of alcohol, so he asked.
"It's nothing." Dongfang Wan stood there and looked at his brother with complicated eyes for a while, "My foot is sprained."
"What's going on? It's not a big street. I met a bag snatcher and got pushed. The heel of my shoe was too high, that's all. But it's been bandaged, so it's not a big problem." She limped to the beach.
sit down.
Dongfang Ludi's eyes moved slightly: "Jia Ming?"
"Yes." She nodded, glanced at her brother again, and then looked away, not knowing what she was thinking, "That guy ran out to get a fake document. What a mess, hehe, he got a Cambridge MD diploma...
...No one would believe him. But he tied the bandage for me. You know I don’t like going to the hospital.”
"Oh, did you meet me on the street?"
"I'm going to find him." After a long silence, she looked at her brother next to her again. This time, Dongfang Lu finally noticed: "Why?
"Dongfang Lu. Let me ask you something, and you have to answer me honestly." Dongfang Wan stretched out her finger, with a cold look in her eyes, "Did you say anything to him before? He was not allowed to get close to me."
"This..." Although his sister's tone was stern at this time, Dongfang Lu didn't seem to feel the sense of oppression. He nodded and thought about it carefully, "I remember hinting once a long time ago that you are not suitable for her.
...Have you confessed your love to him?"
"You, you know?"
"Of course I know." The older man smiled, "You are my sister after all. I have long thought... that you are interested in him. Although you always said that you hated him at that time, if you don't have feelings for him,
How can you hate me like that? Even if Lei Qing keeps pestering you, when it comes to talking about it, you don't care as much as you do about Gu Jiaming."
Dongfang Wan looked at him for a while, and finally sighed: "He hinted to me today that he won't accept me. Maybe I'm sensitive... But it's probably like this..."
Dongfang Lu nodded.
"Speaking of which, brother, you like Ye Lingjing, right? But she is with Gu Jiaming. In this case, are we brothers and sisters?"
"So be it." Seeing his sister laughing, Dongfang Lu also laughed, "But I don't like her to the point where we have to be together, I just think it would be nice if we could be together... But you don't have to be so discouraged, as long as
If you haven’t confessed your love yet, there is always a chance. I think in recent years, in these things between men and women, the first one to confess his love always suffers the most, so you must hold back.
"I can't stand you saying that again." She smiled angrily, "If you've done this earlier, why bother hinting that we're not suitable..."
"Didn't I know your thoughts at that time? If I had known it earlier, I would have supported you."
"...Forget it, I'm going to take a shower."
Dongfang Wan stood up from her seat, and her brother laughed from behind.
"It's a pity that tonight is not the time. After your injury heals, we can find a night to get drunk together."
"I'm not your cuckold friend. Even if I fall out of love, I won't drink with you... Besides, I haven't fallen out of love yet.
After a while, when she reached the top of the stairs and looked back, she could still see the encouraging and comforting smile of her brother below. This brother was always like cotton. No matter who it was, there was no way to be angry with him, but all his stances were
I can still maintain clarity and never follow what others say or follow the crowd. Sometimes I am really envious, but I probably won't be like that anymore.
Go upstairs, go back to the room, take a shower, put on pajamas and walk out of the bathroom. The moonlight is shining in from the window. The toy helicopter hanging above the desk casts a black shadow. She sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and looked at the silver moonlight.
A pair of beautiful fibers placed close together
The bandage felt like an ancient woman's feet wrapped around the ground. She looked at it quietly. After a long time, she raised her head. Her eyes, which had always been resolute in everything, became slightly melancholy and confused...
At the same night, on the streets of Tokyo, Japan, the heavy rain stopped. In the humid air, two gunshots rang out, tearing apart the tranquility of the night.
That night, four members of the Japanese Parliament, including Heiji Kiyokawa, were assassinated one after another, becoming the chain of murders with the greatest impact on Japanese politics in more than ten years. (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please log in, chapter