The Decade of Deep Love

Chapter 35

The hardest thing to control in the world is the human heart, because sometimes you don't even know when you change.

Jiang Wenxu was worried about himself. He calmed down and thought about how he would be willing to play He Zhishu. It was the one who could not wait to protect him. He also thought why he must play outside. He always knew that so many people could not add up to a well-known book.

But the thing is to this point, and destined, they have a big hurdle in this life. Can't avoid it, can't hide.

Jiang Wenxu knows what he should say, but at this time there is no longer the sweet words of the lover in the past or the fierceness of the mall. He can only hold the He Zhishu tighter and pretend that his baby is still intact and will never be lost.

He knows that the physical exertion is too powerful, and now it is asleep, it seems to be still cold, very quiet and very quiet in the chest of Jiang Wenxu.

Jiang Wenxu stretched out his fingers and gently sketched along the soft contours of He Zhishu. His eyes were deep and deep. He knows the absolute love and tolerance of He Zhishu, but this time he must have been wronged, and he really has a few splits of love and love.

"Don't be angry... I changed, brother can't and can't do you..." Jiang Wenxu's tone is very light and gentle, and even He Zhishu's sleep is afraid of alarm: "When you wake up, you can't leave me..."

Jiang Wenxu is holding the He Zhishu, and he doesn't know why he is so flustered. It seems that the things he most wants to face are about to happen. The subconscious uneasiness is the most grueling, just like the wind and the sound of herbivores, the sense of oppression is always in my heart.

Finally the doorbell rang.

Jiang Wenxu gently put the He Zhishu on the bed and used the sheets to solemnly open the door.

"How come you come?" Jiang Wenxu opened the door.

Zhang Jingwen braved the sweat on his forehead and took the medicine box into the door: "Today, when the private doctor did not go to work, I came from the bar. Say it first, double the consultation."

Jingwen and Jiang Wenxu are very familiar, and they have seven or eight years of friendship. Otherwise, the uncle's dog temper is really no one to move.

"Don't talk nonsense, I am very anxious." Jiang Wenxu was not in the mood to accompany him.

Zhang Jingwen is not slow to take off his coat: "Let's say, what's wrong with you. I have a headache and a cold. I can't see the problem. I can't see the trauma. The trauma is almost the same." Jingwen's clinic usually serves most of the underworld, and I really see it. The trauma of blood is much more treated.

Jiang Wenxu’s face is even more ugly: “Not me. You tap into the bedroom and look at the book.”

Jingwen’s attitude of not being slowed down: “What happened to the little sister?”

He pushed the bedroom door into it, and the messy things on the ground made Jingwen have no place to go. He knows that he is lying on the bed board.

Jiang Wenxu went straight and re-opened He Zhishu and then greeted Zhang Jingwen: "You come over."

"Jiang Wenxu, what are you doing?" Zhang Jingwen rushed over and reached out to touch the forehead of He Zhishu: "Slightly burned."

After Jing Wen dialed the face of He Zhishu, he sighed softly and looked up at Jiang Wenxu. His eyes were so unbelievable: "Have you hit?"

Jiang Wenxu only focused on He Zhishu. He saw the people in his arms tightening his eyebrows because of the touch of others. Although the eyelashes were very disturbing because of the unrest, they were too tired to open: "You can do it lightly." ""

Zhang Jingwen is also afraid of awakening He Zhishu, and he has endured questions.

"He coughed a lot of blood." Jiang Wenxu's tone was flat and one by one told Zhang Jingwen, but his eyes were very good at covering his distress and pain.

Jing Wen gently squeezed the mouth of He Zhishu, and saw so many small and dense small wounds by the light lamp, which was biting. The most severe cause of bleeding is the bitten tongue. Zhang Jingwen sighed, but fortunately it was not an internal injury, but it must affect the recent eating and talking. He suddenly thought of something, his face was not very good, looked up and asked Jiang Wenxu: "You bite?"

Jiang Wenxu did not deny, although not, but he could not get rid of him.

When Jingwen famed his blouse, he encountered resistance, and the person who slept and stunned struggled unconsciously, dragging and crying and refusing: "Don't..."

Jiang Wenxu hugged him and said: "Hey, let Jingwen look at it." He was afraid that he would not leave a light to He Zhishu, and if there were bruises and bruises, he could let Jingwen open.

"Cold... Don't..." He Zhishu shook his head, and his hands unconsciously tightened Jiang Wenxu's sleeves.

Jiang Wenxu’s heart was soft, and he licked his lips and looked at Zhang Jingwen: “The upper body doesn’t have to be seen, it’s okay.”

Jing Wen immediately heard the voice.

When dealing with the wounds below, Zhang Jingwen, who was used to such a scene, was shocked: "How come so much blood?"

When Jingwen gave He Zhishu a wound, He Zhishu was sober, and Jiang Wenxu covered his eyes and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, Jingwen is coming, you can sleep in my arms for a while. Hehe... Go to sleep..."

The torn wound under the body was treated for a long time. At the end of the game, the eyelids of He Zhishu’s pain were not able to pick up. Jiang Wenxu gently took him to the big bed of the room to rest, and wiped him cold sweat.

"Jiang Wenxu, come out." Jing Wen coldly stood at the door of the bedroom to say hello.

Jiang Wenxu gave He Zhishu a shackle before he went out.

"How could I not know that you were a sadist?" Jing Wen finally couldn't help it: "You don't know that there is a coagulopathy in the book? You **** like this is trying to kill him or how? How can he not hold you? Already?"

"I didn't mean it." In addition to facing the He Zhishu, Jiang Wenxu's bow is very difficult, and it is rarely so easy to bow down and be accused by friends.

Zhang Jingwen sighed: "You actually know a lot of things in the past two years, but only when men play and play on the spot. But I really can't tell you today if you still put your mind on the book. I saw him last time. Still two years ago, I haven’t been so thin to this point. How do you treat people badly?”

Jiang Wenxu licked his temple and his voice was hoarse: "I can't let him go. I will break the people outside."

After all, it is not easy to manage too much family affairs. I can only hope that Jiang Wenxu’s words are serious. Then he shifted the topic: “Do you have antipyretics in your family? I didn’t take it.”

Jiang Wenxu is boiling water: "Study room, still in the place, you know."

Zhang Jingwen entered the study inexplicably and fought a cold war. I found the medicine and looked at it for a long time before I found out that it was wrong.

When I came here, there were a lot of books in this house. He Zhishu loved to read poetry and books. The bookcases were all books, and even the desks were the latest magazines. But now, it has all become a bottle and can.

Zhang Jingwen is also a lazy doctor. The first instinct is that those who look at the harmless wishing bottle are absolutely medicine.

But after all, the profession is not right. Zhang Jingwen only thinks that the medicines are familiar, just like you know a person, but after a long time, I will always remember his name.

"The water is open, has the medicine been found?" Hearing the voice of Jiang Wenxu, Zhang Jingwen came out with a cry.

Probably the new calcium tablets and the like. Zhang Jingwen thought, because he recently saw more people who would "health" and get all kinds of strange health products every day.

Think about it slowly, always think of it.