The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 776 Terminally Ill (3)
Jiajun pushed Lu Zhanjiang out to get some fresh air. Today's weather is nice and warm. She sat on one side with her hands on her sides, shaking her legs and squinting at the sun.

"What I want now is to hold a salary when I retire, and then bask in the sun, supplement calcium, and wait to die together with a bad old man."

Lu Zhanjiang smiled unspeakably: "Even if I am an old man, I must be more popular than you."

Jiajun made a cut, and stopped talking to him. He took a nap, and when he woke up, he saw her holding a windmill in her hand. Sometimes he was really like a child, thinking about something, thinking about it Come out and watch him wake up.

"I liked windmills back then, why did you know where they were from?"

She was talking about the one by Nie Baoyan. Jiajun thinks he hasn’t said it. He knows about windmills, and he also knows about Hamburg. Many of her habits are left over from reading books at that time. If you like a heroine, you will remember her inexplicably. Sai Mingjun’s hamburger has always been that one is not enough to eat, and two are too many, so two hamburgers are put together and then broken apart, so that you can be full. Many people will say that this is the same as eating Does one make a difference?
Jiajun feels that there is a difference, a big difference, like a kind of belief.

Lu Zhanjiang felt that the questions she asked were really idiots. She always yelled about who she liked, and her memory was not good, but she couldn't remember what she said. If she likes a writer, that person farts. It's sweet, it's good for the person who likes to do anything. If the person who likes sees it, she won't know where to put her hands and feet. You ask her to go forward and say a few words, but she never mentions this matter. Ask her, she I would say, how can I say, she is a writer, I am a small fan, but when I got home, I started to mutter, I like her so much, when she was kidnapped, she brought in servants, her love, her whole life, So and so on and on.

Lu Zhanjiang is familiar with everything Jiajun likes, every TV series he likes, everyone she likes, she doesn't need to talk, she must like the shoes he bought, because she cares, so she understands.

"Which is my favorite TV show?"

Jiajun thought he would never know. She searched online, but now she can’t find it. It’s gone. It’s a pity for me for a long time. I was very young at that time. I remember reading it when I was young. When wanting to look at it, it is no longer there.

"The old road."

Jiajun opened her mouth in surprise, she never said this, definitely never said it, he can not only name her favorite TV series, but also the leading actor Song Chunli in it, and one of Jiajun’s favorites The scene is that after Song Chunli and her husband got back together, she brought a few gold rings, but she was afraid that the workers would see them at work, so she took them off. When she was fighting with others, the gold rings fell out of her pocket, and all the workers were dumbfounded .

Jiajun was completely speechless, she couldn't remember if that was the case, but the picture of the ring was very deep in her memory, how did he know?
Everyone has a little secret in their hearts.

He couldn't sleep at night, maybe because he slept too much during the day, Jiajun squeezed into the bed, the bed was so small, it was only big enough for one person, Jiajun had half of his body outside, she hugged Lu Zhanjiang's waist, Lu Zhanjiang was Afraid that she would fall, I wanted to move, but my body didn't obey.

"Go down to sleep. I'm used to sleeping alone. I don't feel well when you come up."

Jiajun pretended not to have heard of it.

"Lu Zhanjiang, what do you like?"

The sad thing is that he knows everything about her, and she doesn't know where her energy goes. She never knows what he likes. Maybe she can tell what he likes. He likes it, but it's not the favorite in his heart. the one.

"I told you, can you remember?"

Lu Zhanjiang reached out to touch her hair. Jiajun used to have short hair and liked to wear wigs. He didn't know if she was dissatisfied with him or just because of her nature. Now her hair is growing a little longer. It still won't last long, but it's better than before.

The two were talking all the time, and they were going to have a bone marrow puncture the next day. Jiajun squatted on his side, covering his mouth. He was kissing his hand at first, but then biting his hand. Maybe Sun Jiajun looked more like the one in pain. The nurses had left, but she was still sitting on the ground, unable to stand up, her legs were weak.

He kept crying, crying uncontrollably, Lu Zhanjiang didn't have the strength to help her up.

Jiajun hugged him, held his face, and sucked his nose.

"Awesome, better than me."

Lu Zhanjiang was almost suffocated by her, and he could still make a joke, if his face was not so ugly, if he looked sick, if he couldn't move now, if...

There is no if, only now, only but.

"Your nose is running out..."

Jiajun tried to lift his face up. When he could move, his body seemed to be overdrawn again. It has always been like this recently. Jiajun felt tired, and she couldn't bear it anymore. She really couldn't bear it anymore. She went back and forth like this After a lot of tossing, maybe before Lu Zhanjiang got better, she was already dead.

Someone in the hospital sent a list, Jiajun took a look at it, and wanted to throw it away, but finally grabbed it.

It will be 4 and 26 soon. Lu Zhanjiang's birthday, this year's birthday is destined to be different from the past. It will be celebrated in the hospital. Jiajun has spent a lot of time preparing for it. It is just a simple three people holding it together. She With Lu Zhanjiang and then Zheng Shaodong, Zheng Shaodong looked at the invitation card in his hand, and thought he should make it so grand?
"Okay, but do you still need me to bring some gifts? No need?"

Jiajun's look of contempt means that you are a scumbag.

"I want to eat this, this..." Jiajun spoke directly, and Zheng Shaodong looked at Jiajun's smiling face, and sighed slightly in his heart, forget it, it would be nice if he could smile.

Jiajun went shopping, and Zheng Shaodong stayed with Lu Zhanjiang in the ward. He was sleeping and didn't know when he woke up. She lost her temper and left with a flick of her sleeves. When Jiajun went to ask Lu Zhanjiang, he didn't say anything, just smiled and said that he might be crazy.

(End of this chapter)