The Rest Of My Life Is Warm To You - Chapter 97
In the evening, in another restaurant in Han Dong, Guo Lijuan and Chen Shuning were sitting side by side, the person in the opposite seat had not yet arrived.
Guo Lijuan’s face was a little uneasy, biting her lips for a long time before she spoke out, “Shu Ning, what is the purpose of asking Li Zhiming out? The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.
The original noon she thought that after she added oil and vinegar how Li Zhiming must also go to report Cheng Xiaoxiao, but somehow, Li Zhiming actually did not go?
“What’s the hurry?” Chen Shuning interrupted Guo Lijuan’s complaint, the sweetness of the past at school no longer existed, only a face full of gloom remained.
Guo Lijuan bit her lips, then muttered, “Cheng Xiaoxiao made you lose face in front of so many people, are you really going to ignore it?”
“How is that possible?” Chen Shuning pulled the corner of his mouth disdainfully, “Isn’t there another way?”
“What solution?” Guo Lijuan’s eyes flashed and came closer.
Chen Shuning whispered close to Guo Lijuan’s ear and whispered.
A few minutes later, Guo Lijuan changed her anxiety and smiled brightly, “Shu Ning, you still have the best way to deal with Cheng Xiaoxiao.”
“Humph, does she really think she can beat me?” Chen Shuning’s eyes flickered with cold light, since childhood, she had never put Cheng Xiaoxiao in her eyes.
Soon, Li Zhiming arrived, saw Chen Shuning, his face slightly red, some stammering, “Shu, Shuning.” The original Guo Lijuan about him when he did not believe, this will meet Chen Shuning, heart and liver is Pang Pang beating non-stop, did not think that the obscure himself actually can have a beautiful girl favor.
Chen Shuning sweet smile, “Zhiming students, sit down.”
Li Zhiming sat down with some restraint, looked at the two opposite and asked, “Why did you ask me out?”
Guo Lijuan responded with a smile, “You came to my aid in the cafeteria, Shu Ning is very grateful to you.”
Li blushed even redder, not quite daring to look directly at Chen Shuning’s gaze, lowering his head, “That, that’s, I should.”
Guo Lijuan and Chen Shuning looked at each other, the exchange in their eyes was self-evident.
Wednesday morning, breakfast time, Li Nengjun searched several places before finding Lu Qingheng-a white three-story deserted school building in the front yard of the gazebo.
Han City First High School is a century-old school, the school area is about the size of two or three ordinary middle schools. In the early years, before the new First Middle School Annex was completed, and before the junior high school was divided out, there would not be a similarly deserted school building. Later, the junior high school was divided out, the number of students sharply reduced, it is inevitable that there will be so one or two empty teaching buildings that no one uses.
The building in front of you does not have a name, early on it was just an ordinary office building, useless after usually used for stacking miscellaneous items or equipment. On weekdays, the school will arrange for students to come over to clean, so, although the desolate some but also considered clean. The front yard downstairs has a small lawn, the lawn has a cobblestone floor leading to the middle of the small pavilion, the pavilion around a few flower gardens a few trees, compared to other places with excellent views of the school, this place does not look interesting, and even some desolation.
When Li Nunjun approached, she found Lu Qingheng sitting on a wooden bench in the pavilion, leaning his back against the pillar of the pavilion, tilting his head slightly, his white delicate face frowning lightly, eyes closed, his right hand against his chest position, as if he was suppressing something.
Li Nunjun took a few steps up to the pavilion, small leather shoes on the wooden floor squeaked, did not have time to make a sound, the pair of amber peach blossom eyes shot over like a sharp edge, so that people instantly feel like falling ice Tan, do not dare to move.
“Stomach pain?” Li Nengjun knows that Lu Qingheng does not like people to get too close to him, so after reaching a safe distance, he did not go forward again.
The thin lips are tightly pursed, the peach blossom eyes are slightly narrowed, and the eyebrows are still not loosened.
Li Nuanjun came closer and could even see that there was really a greenish-gray bruise on his right cheekbone. Even, that fair and polished forehead, thin bangs underneath has a fine sweat, which is very difficult to show.
Li Nuanjun frowned, half squatting in front of Lu Qingheng, extending his hand to look directly at his face, “Give me your hand.”
The warm sunlight fell on the side of his face, the sweat shone more obviously, thin lips remained pursed, did not want to answer Li Nunjun’s meaning.
Li Nunjun stared, took the initiative to reach out to pull Lu Qingheng’s right hand, Lu Qingheng may not have much strength to stop her because of the pain, can only stare at a threatening peach blossom eyes.
The bony hand is very cold, Li Nunjun rubbed the palm of that hand, to Lu Qingheng’s threat as if he did not hear, lowered his eyes, one hand to hold Lu Qingheng’s right hand one hand with thumbs to rub the wrist sleeve, additional explanation, “you do not move, deep breath, relax, this is the point of the Inner Pass, stomach pain when pressed will have relief effect.”
“Let go!” Lu Qingheng was full of cold sweat, but still wanted to draw back his hand.
“Don’t move!” Li Nengjun frowned and sternly shouted, “You want to die of pain but don’t die in front of me.” Although she knows that stomach pains don’t kill people, Li Nuanjun still gets angry. Angry at him for not caring for his body, she had just asked that store manager when she went to the supermarket, and the store manager informed her that Lu Qingheng had not come to buy breakfast for some time.
The young girl’s angry eyes, small and playful face is serious and serious expression, in the sunlight, the pink lips slightly pouted, really angry.
Lu Qingheng was slightly stunned, the first time I saw Li Nuanjun lose his temper, after trying to pull back his hand failed, then also did not speak again, closed his eyes and let Li Nuanjun do whatever he wanted.
The soft, boneless hands are afraid that he will not hurt like the strength is not too much, when the pressure will be a little sore feeling, like numbing medicine. I don’t know if the pressure worked, but the intensive pain is slowly disintegrating.
Five minutes later, the pain was relieved, Lu Qingheng frown slackened a lot, still closed eyes leaning on the wooden gazebo, as if asleep general let the sun wash.
Li Nunjun kneaded very seriously, his hand was sore, he changed his hand, kneaded the inner gate and then the tiger’s mouth
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The heart is haunted by the dull depression, the previous life when she was gloomy offenders also do not love their bodies, stomach pain to even want to be a hundred, that feeling, not the usual pain.
“Why don’t you eat breakfast? The body is your own, there is no need to be upset with yourself, right?” Li Nunjun’s voice is very light, as if not expecting him to answer, and continue to say, “Tossing yourself is not really capable, even very childish.”
Lu Qingheng’s body stiffened and frowned as he drew back his hand, but before he could exert any force, Li Nunjun took the lead and let go.
The heart is again a mid-stunned, and a trace of inexplicable anger.
“Ding bell ring~~”
The school class preparation bell rang, and Li Nuanjun stood up.
“Eat your breakfast and then go back to class, I’m leaving.”
After Lu Qingheng eased over, the heart-breaking pain had disappeared, Li Nuanjun figure had also disappeared, what she left behind, was the breakfast he often ate.
After numbly drinking the milk and eating the bread, the feeling of satiety has put the lost strength back together again. He got up and took out the handkerchief and rubber band that he was carrying tightly in his left hand in his pocket.
He had planned to return it to her, but, for some reason, he didn’t mention it.
The rubber band in the palm of your hand is intact, but the white handkerchief, the smooth surface of which has a lot of wrinkles from the hands, is a tightly tucked out when he was in pain.
