My Little Happiness

I do n’t know if it ’s too long for her reflection arc, or she is too stubborn in front of others. During the first few years of working, every time I touched the autopsy report, it seemed calm and calm, and there was no abnormal reaction. . Just like what happened tonight, she knew she would have a nightmare for a while, and after weighing it, she nodded to Wen Shaoqing.

Wen Shaoqing froze for quite a while, and soon understood what she nodded to represent, and slowly smiled.

So Cong Rong was lying in bed and brewing to sleep. Wen Shaoqing sat on the chaise couch opposite the bed and read a book. She tilted her head and glanced, "I can fall away when I fall asleep."

Wen Shaoqing was reading books with a serious face, but I didn't know if I listened in. He gave a very soft hum.

Cong Rong lay back again, and suddenly remembered to set the alarm clock, touched the mobile phone placed on the bed, pressed the screen, and needed to recognize her fingerprint or enter a password to enter. She sat up again and shook the phone with Wen Shaoqing. "

Wen Shaoqing put down the book, walked over and tapped it with his thumb, then opened it, and soon opened the settings, opened to add fingerprints, "stretch your hand."

Cong Rong froze, "Huh?"

Wen Shaoqing directly pulled her left hand, recognized her thumb, "OK."

Cong Rong only felt that the scene was somewhat familiar, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Shaoqing looking at her with full leisure, "Do you feel familiar?"

Cong Rong thought for a while and nodded.

Wen Shaoqing rubbed her slender fingers and smiled to remind, "Last time you signed the contract, you grabbed my thumb and pressed your handprint."

Cong Rong looked at the entangled fingers of the two, coupled with the hazy lights in the room, and felt warm again, daring to look at him with his eyes down, and pushed him a little, "Come and read."

Wen Shaoqing smiled and rubbed her head and turned back to the chaise longue.

Cong Rong did not have an interest in spying on other people ’s privacy, but was still curious about Wen Shaoqing ’s mobile phone. He looked at the software in his mobile phone. In addition to the daily ones, there were several medical software. The input method on the screen was awkward, and he grunted, "So you used Jiugongge, I always use the full keyboard."

Suddenly she paused and stared at Jiugongge's keyboard. An idea flashed through her mind. She wanted to pursue it, but she couldn't grasp it and gave up.

Cong Rong threw his cell phone and looked at Wen Shaoqing. He was looking at the computer attentively, occasionally looking down at what was written on the paper. She asked, "What are you looking at?"

After finishing a few words, Wen Shaoqing raised his head and answered, "Do you want to read the medical literature?"

Cong Rong chuckled twice, "I have no plans to get medical treatment."

After sweeping every corner of the bedroom boringly, she pulled the magazine out of the bed and turned it around casually for a while.

Wen Shaoqing, who had been quiet all of a sudden, said suddenly, "Have you ever encountered such a thing before?"

Cong Rong looked up, his eyes still staying on the computer. It didn't take long for her to answer before looking up at her, raising her eyebrows, as if asking her why she didn't answer.

Cong Rong pursed his lower lip and quickly nodded, "I met it."

She also asked him about similar questions. She asked him if he had been troubled by a doctor. What was her mood at that time? Can't bear it? Is it distressed? Is it lucky? Is he in this mood now?

Wen Shaoqing's eyes returned to the heavy medical book in his hand, and his eyes were down to make him unable to see the emotions under his eyes, and his voice was also faint, "How are they all solved?"

Cong Rong recalled, "No need to solve it. Now there are so many law firms, so many lawyers, and the price is right. You don't accept many people who are willing to take it. Who is really necessary for you?"

Wen Shaoqing silently took a pen and marked something on the paper before asking, "What about this time?"

"This time?" Cong Rong hesitated. "This time ... I don't know, maybe it's bad luck, I've run into a tough one."

After listening to Wen Shaoqing, there was a longer silence. Until turning a page, he looked at Cong Rong with a complicated look and nodded, "I know."

Cong Rong didn't know what Wen Shaoqing meant by "I know", what did he know? Do you know this or why this time it is so serious?

She was upset when she thought about this, she threw the magazine and lay back to close her eyes and prepare to sleep. Just as she was about to fall asleep, her mind flashed abruptly, and she suddenly thought of something. When she touched her phone, she opened a software and started typing.

The input method has memory, just type it out in order and the answer will come out.

26647664649269267449652676, the wireless account of Wen Shaoqing's family, using Jiugongge is ...

Cong Rong, sooner or later, my wife

And that password 46233 ...

The last time she used a computer, she didn't realize that the numbers meant that.

Cong Rong suddenly sat up and looked in that direction. Wen Shaoqing quickly noticed her gaze and looked up, "What's wrong?"

Cong Rong shook his head, and then lay back quickly, covering his head with a quilt, and his heart was beating in the dark quilt.

Wen Shaoqing's voice quickly rang again, with a faint smile, "Don't sleep with your head covered, you will be deprived of oxygen."

She didn't respond at all, so he got up and walked off to pull off the quilt covering her head. Of course, Cong Rong, who was disabled, couldn't resist his strength, but when the quilt was pulled off, she suddenly got up to kiss him .

Cong Rong didn't know what was happening, only that his breath was sweeping, and there was only a burst of dizziness in front of her, so she unconsciously hooked him on the neck and slowly tightened it, seeking life-saving straw.

When she was awakened by the doorbell, she and Wen Shaoqing rolled into a ball on the bed. The quilt was pressed under the mess by the two. Both were in an unstable state. He even remembered to protect her injured arm.

The door bell persevered, she pulled the fabric on his back, tilted her head away from his lips, and gasped hard, "It's Zhong Zhen ..."

Her cheeks were crimson and hot, her brows were wet and sentimental, her voice was so charming that she had never seen before, Wen Shaoqing couldn't help but kissed again, her breathing was chaotic, and her warm lips lingered in the corner of her mouth, and the answer was vague. Let him sleep in my house ... "

Cong Rong's reason was pulled back by the doorbell, and his eyes gradually became clear, pushing him to open the door, "Go ahead and open the door, or he will think more."

Wen Shaoqing touched her forehead and calmly breathed. The eyes in front of her looked like a deep pool of ink, dark and deep, making people addicted and unable to extricate themselves. There was an unspeakable emotion at the bottom of the pool. The thicker, there is a tendency to overwhelm.

They have kissed before, but no one has made both of them chaotic and irrational like now. Cong Rong seems to hear his own heartbeat.

The two stared at each other quietly for a long time, and Wen Shaoqing suddenly moved, she suddenly grabbed his hand, lest his next move would make her unable to parry, "Go open the door."

Wen Shaoqing closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the bottom of his eyes was already peaceful. He propped himself up to sit up, pulled up Cong Rong again, and raised his hands to rub her face, and smiled unreasonably, "Quick you The spring on his face is closed, otherwise your cousin will see it, and he will really think about it. "

Zhong Zhen stood outside the door for a long time before Wen Shaoqing opened the door without expression. He led the door with a smile, "Boss, let me let me sleep with me tonight! I have cleaned the kitchen, The **** has also poured out, so go back to sleep! "

Wen Shaoqing suddenly narrowed his eyes when he heard the word, swept him coolly, and turned back to Cong Rong's bedroom.

Zhong Zhen called him behind him, "Hey, boss, that's my cousin's room!"

Wen Shaoqing was clearly in a bad mood and turned to look at him, "So?"

Zhong Zhen knew that he had stepped on the thunder again and asked with a hard cough, "So ... you and my cousin ..."

Wen Shaoqing put his hands on his chest and raised his chin, "Continue."

Zhong Zhen, as a gutsless gangster, of course dare not go down and say, "How do you look like ..."

Wen Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "What does it look like?"

Zhong Zhen lowered his head and whispered, "I want to be dissatisfied ..."

Wen Shaoqing's eyebrows moved slightly, and Zhong Zhen didn't dare to do it again, scratching his head and laughing, "Hahaha, I'm kidding!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Shaoqing smiled slightly at him without saying a word, but it made Zhong Zhen feel a cold breath from the bottom of his feet.

Cong Rong came out of the bedroom and watched the two of them not knowing what to say. A subtle look and a terrified face. She coughed a little, "Zhong Zhen, why don't you go to sleep, don't you have to get up early to review the exam tomorrow?"

Zhong Zhen immediately ran to seek refuge in Cong Rong, "Cousin, does Teacher Wen live here tonight?"

Cong Rongruo swept Wen Shaoqing casually, frowning a little bit embarrassed, "He ..."

Originally, Wen Shaoqing could sleep in a room, but now Zhong Zhen is there. There is only one room in her family. It seems that Wen Shaoqing can only go home to sleep, but she has some inexplicable reluctance at the bottom of her heart. Don't want him to go.

Wen Shaoqing was very considerate to help her escape this time. "My cousin and I have a few words to say and will leave in a while."

Zhong Zhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, regained her grinning look, and entered the room with a handful.

But Cong Rong's mood is a little more complicated, and he no longer speaks with his eyes down.

Wen Shaoqing stepped forward and took her hand, "Come back to bed."

Cong Rong followed Wen Shaoqing only two steps. Zhong Zhen rushed out of the room again and again, blocking Wen Shaoqing Wen Shaoqing asked, "Boss, did you sleep here last night?"

Cong Rong was stiff, but Wen Shaoqing didn't mind, because he was cautious about Cong Rong's uncomfortableness.

Zhong Zhen suddenly held a piece of paper and handed it to the eloquent opening in front of him, "Isn't this yours?"

It was a medical note. The handwriting on it was indeed Wen Shaoqing's. As for why it appeared in Cong Rongjia's guest room, it seemed that ... it was only possible that he lived there last night.

Cong Rong and Wen Shaoqing glanced at each other, and then looked at a series of serious Zhong Zhen. When they just wanted to explain something, they saw Zhong Zhen's face changed instantly, and she smiled and smiled before Wen Shaoqing. Is it the test site for this exam ?! "

"No!" Wen Shaoqing ripped the piece of paper back from his hand. "It's an undergraduate question!"

Zhong Zhen persevered and continued to ask, "Who is the doctoral student this year?"

Wen Shaoqing recalled, "I heard that it was Academician Qin himself."

"Academician Qin came out by himself ?!" Zhong Zhen wailed, "It's awful ... The famous arrests are back in the rivers and lakes ... The bad news, the bad news ..."

I cried while crying and went back to the room.

Cong Rong was dumbfounded, and after a while, he pointed to the direction of Zhong Zhen's departure and asked Wen Shaoqing, "Is his illness getting worse? Your psychiatric hospital bed is not tight? Do I need to book him in advance?" "

Wen Shaoqing analyzed it very seriously, "The test scope of medical students is too large, the pressure before the test is great, and it is normal to be crazy. It will be fine after the test."

When the two returned to the bedroom again, Cong Rong's face suddenly turned red, and there were still traces of the two people's feelings of forgetfulness on the bed. When she lay down, there was still temperature on the quilt. I don't know whether her temperature was his body temperature. Suddenly she couldn't breathe and took a deep breath. There seemed to be a different kind of breath in the air. It seemed to be the smell on him, and it seemed to be something else. In short, she felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe.

But Wen Shaoqing didn't make any exceptions, and he didn't mention the matter just now, helped her tuck the corner, "Go to sleep."

Cong Rong suddenly thought of something, swept the marriage law on the head of the bed, and stretched out his hand from the quilt to hold his hand, hesitating a very embarrassing opening, "Actually ... there is no such thing as a" law "in law. The legal title is "spouse." That is, the law only recognizes spouses, and the term wife is not protected by law. "

Wen Shaoqing froze, then looked at Cong Rong with a puzzled look.

The two stared at each other for a long time before Wen Shaoqing finally understood what she was talking about, and couldn't help laughing with a low voice, "Cong Rong is my spouse sooner or later, why does this sound so reluctant? Really? No one knows Lawyer Cong because of ignorance. "

Cong Rong's hand suddenly retracted into the quilt, frowning and disgusted opening, "Come on, I'm going to sleep."

Wen Shaoqing got up and sat on the chaise longue by the window, continuing the book he hadn't finished reading, "I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving."

Cong Rong ignored him because he was shy, turning his back to close his eyes.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard Wen Shaoqing's voice, "You don't need to be protected by law, of course my wife is protected by me."

His voice was too soft, it seemed to just drift away in her ears, she struggled a bit or fell asleep.

Wen Shaoqing looked at the medical information for a while, and saw that she was asleep. Then she found out the poisoned cell phone from the pocket of her pants. She plugged in the headphones, turned on the phone, and the grimace appeared on the screen again. Woman in white in blood.

He stared at the screen for a long time, as if looking at the picture, and seemed to be fascinated. After a while, he suddenly smiled with a lip on his lips, turned off again, turned his head to look at the person in bed, and his eyes were dull.

She is a very self-disciplined person. She sleeps very well. She has remained in this position since she fell asleep, leaving only a thin back on her back.

But the owner of this thin back stood in front of him, and said to her with excitement, she would immediately protect him in her field.

Then he will protect her well in other places.

The next morning, when Cong Rong opened his eyes, he looked over at the chaise couch outside the window. He unexpectedly saw Wen Shaoqing still sitting there, wondering if he was awake or did not sleep at all, but it looked very energetic. appearance.

Cong Rong was not surprised that he appeared here. She felt strange that he had no nightmares last night. Is it because of Wen Shaoqing? He stayed in the hospital all the year round and was accustomed to **** life and death, so he was particularly calm. The treasure of the town house?

Thinking of this, she started to look up and down again from Wen Shaoqing, "Are you there all night?"

Wen Shaoqing was generous to let her look, "Well."

Cong Rong then asked, "Did you sleep all night?"

Wen Shaoqing pointed to the book at hand, "Sleep for a while."

Cong Rong opened his mouth and swallowed back the words.

Why did you look so beautiful even if you stayed up all night?

"You can sleep for a while, I will let one go to run." Wen Shaoqing said as he packed his computer and books and stood up, and then raised his finger to his eyes to signal Cong Rong. Put on your eyes. "

Cong Rong came to realize this later, only to watch others stay up all night without washing and looking good, completely forgetting the sloppy appearance he just woke up!

Wen Shaoqing left the door with her front foot, and rushed to the bathroom with her back foot. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully.

Her hair was dry before she went to sleep. She had a good sleep, her hair was good, her face was good, just her eyes ...

She just dropped two tears last night, how could it be swollen like this? She swollen her single eyelids into double eyelids.

No wonder Wen Shaoqing just smiled and smiled. He knew that his face had calmed down. Maybe he had already laughed in his heart. !