Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 248 Cohabitation (2)
After finishing speaking, he put on his sunglasses and left in high heels.

Even if she encounters something that is painful, she will never show a sad expression, because she knows that only by holding on to that breath can she force herself to complete everything.

Jiujiu is still a child, a 20-year-old girl, and her life is like a piece of white paper without any wrinkles or traces, which has never been colored by the big dye vat of society.

But today, on the paper of her life, a piece of ink that was too thick to melt was splashed on it. The ink was dirty and smelly, trying to corrupt her.

On the fourth day, Lan Zhongwen's leave date expired, and he had to go back to class.

This year, he transferred to Hong Kong to attend university.

The dead are gone, the living should be like this, this sentence was told by Jiujiu, no matter what happens, homework and life must not be left behind, the dead can never be resurrected, and the living should be good Life, even though there is only endless darkness in front of him, he firmly believes that bravery can take them away.

Courage and companionship will wake Jiujiu up.

In the morning, he made breakfast for Jiujiu, put the lunch in the refrigerator to keep it fresh, and whispered in Jiujiu's ear, "Jiujiu, I'm going to class, I put the rice here, remember to eat it. And , I also made lunch for you and put it in the refrigerator. If you are hungry at noon, take it to the oven to heat it up before eating, it will hurt your stomach, you know?"

Jiujiu was expressionless, staring at the wall in a daze.

The smile in Lan Zhongwen's eyes faded away and became sour and ugly, "Jiujiu, are you obedient? I'll be right back with you after school, okay?"

She didn't look back, curled up slightly, shielded the entire outside world, and refused to communicate.

Jiujiu became like this, Lan Zhongwen didn't know what to do, and felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

A heart seems to be tightly grasped.

Lan Zhongwen put down the schoolbag on his shoulders again, and took the fried rice with eggs on the table, "Jiujiu, because time is tight, I made fried rice with eggs for you, don't dislike it, I will make it for you when I come back tonight It’s delicious, how about we have a side stove at night? Don’t you like spicy food? I’ll go buy some spicy soup base, how about it?”

He clearly knew that Jiujiu wouldn't answer him. He wanted to take her to eat something that he didn't want her to eat before, so that the food could arouse her taste buds. Don't close yourself and reject the world.

He scooped up the rice and brought it to Jiujiu's mouth. If she didn't open her mouth, how could her eyes still have the beauty of the past?It was as black as a drop of ink, without a trace of light.

There was no will in her eyes.

The soul seemed to close her eyes and sleep in the depths of her heart.

She closed herself off and her consciousness was weak.

No one can stop those who want to stand up, and no one can stop those who want to fall.

Jiujiu seems obedient, but in reality she is stubborn and stubborn. If she believes in something, no one can change it. Now she regards herself as the lone star of the devil. Lan Zhongwen can't change her mind, only to watch her fall.

She kept falling, kept falling, Ren Lan Zhongwen held her hand tightly, but it was useless, it was clearly in front of his eyes, but he felt that he couldn't catch her no matter what, as if he was separated by a Milky Way.

His heart was sour, he turned his head to shake off the negative emotions, and when he faced Jiujiu again, his eyes were already smiling, God knows how ugly this smile is.

"Jiujiu, open your mouth and have some food. I just made it. It's very fragrant. You see, I removed the egg yolk on purpose."

He still remembered that she hated eating egg yolks, and when she raised the spoon to Jiujiu's mouth, she was unmoved, and her grief seemed to break through her eyelids, soaring to the sky and condensing into a scene of earth-shattering grief.

Lan Zhongwen was terrified when he saw it.

He hugged Jiujiu, and when he opened his eyes, there was already a gentle smile, "Jiujiu, if you don't like it, just tell me, I'll take you to have morning tea, do you want to go? Dou Gufeng Claws, Crystal Shrimp Dumplings, and Glutinous Rice Chicken."

Jiujiu's eyes didn't fluctuate, they opened slightly, and said hoarsely, "Mom."

Lan Zhongwen's eyes turned sour, and she changed the topic, "Jiujiu, do you want to drink silk stocking milk tea? If you want to drink, I'll buy it for you after school."

She turned her head back again, lying on her side on the bed, her eyes blank.

After finally feeding the egg fried rice, more than an hour has passed, and Lan Zhongwen is already late for a class, so there is no further delay.If Jiujiu doesn't want to go to class, let's not go. He will ask for leave for her later. As for the homework that has been left behind, he can make up for it when he has time.

When Lan Zhongwen came back at night, he brought her stocking milk tea, Malatang, which he found after searching for a long time. He opened Malatang and milk tea and put them on the dining table in front of Jiujiu, "I'm coming back late , Jiujiu, are you hungry? Come on, it's time to eat."

Jiujiu, who used to pounce on him whenever he saw something to eat, now sat motionless on the bed, hugging his knees, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lan Zhongwen didn't move, thinking that she didn't want to use disposable chopsticks, so he quickly ran into the kitchen to get her chopsticks. He hadn't eaten yet, so he wanted to check what was in the refrigerator by the way.

As soon as the refrigerator door was opened, his eye circles turned red instantly.

The lunch he cooked for Jiujiu was still neatly placed in the refrigerator. He threw the egg fried rice into the oven, tore off the note from the crisper, and pasted it on the refrigerator door.

It says: Jiujiu, remember to heat it up, I'm having lunch too, I'll miss you.

He smiled bitterly, took fried rice with eggs, and went back to Jiujiu's room.

The note fluttered in the wind in the darkness.

From then on, even if he was busy and tired at noon, he would rush back to cook for Jiujiu. In his spare time, he would be in a daze with her, and at night, he would hug her to sleep.

On the fifth day, Lan Zhongwen came back from school and found that the living room had been turned into a mess, and the boxes he had brought from the Jiujiu dormitory were all turned upside down.

The room is full of clothes, and in the distance, there is a huge handicraft on the coffee table.

Lan Zhongwen took a closer look, only to find that the handicraft was a three-dimensional family portrait postcard made by Jiujiu. She finished it during the winter vacation, but left it in the dormitory. She didn't have time to give this postcard to her parents during the winter vacation.

Her hands are so dexterous, and the things she makes are alive and beautiful.

At that time, Lan Zhongwen also praised her for her superb craftsmanship.

(End of this chapter)