Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo didn't understand, and maybe he really didn't want to understand that much.

He took two steps back, bent down, picked up the soap and put it in his arms, and said, "Hurry up and rest."

He wanted to leave, but Zhou Lianfeng called him again in such a daze.He couldn't go, he couldn't go anymore.

Jiang Mo sighed, hugged the fleshy soap, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Lianfeng's eyes were deep, as if he was saying some unspeakable love words, he looked at Jiang Mo intently, and said, "Jiang Mo, you trust me. Your feet will really get better."

Jiang Mo was helpless to the extreme, he didn't know how he should respond to Zhou Lianfeng's words, he just laughed and stopped being stubborn: "Okay, okay, it will be fine."

It seemed that only by facing Zhou Lianfeng could he be persuaded.

Listening to his words, Zhou Lianfeng knew that he was reluctant, but he still took a few steps back to the room.He carefully picked up the crutch that Jiang Mo dropped, and handed it to Jiang Mo's hand.

"Then you take it and continue to use it." His face seemed to have a different fragility than before, which made Jiang Mo unable to refuse.

Jiang Mo sighed and took it.When their fingers touched, he suddenly felt how cold Zhou Lianfeng's fingertips were.

Is it because of yourself?

He thought, about, right?

Jiang Mo then turned his head and said, "I'll pick up the things, but I won't go to the hospital. Since you said I have a mental problem, then I can overcome it myself. Zhou Lianfeng... I will be fine."

He glanced back at his own house, through the black windows that couldn't be thrown in, he seemed to have seen his future appearance of being able to run and jump.At that time, my uncle will be happy too.

He took a deep breath, waved his hands again and said, "Brother Feng, you should go back quickly."

Zhou Lianfeng didn't move, he just stared at Jiang Mo's body intently.His face was cold, but his eyes were hot, so hot that he almost burned a hole in Zhou Lianfeng until he burned through.

Jiang Mo was numb all over when he looked at him, and without further ambiguity, he turned around and went back with soap in his arms.

He couldn't help but think, Soap is such a good name.I don't know if I can wash my hands, but the fat is really fat enough.During this period of time, he ate leftovers in the little fly restaurant, and he could eat himself a fat and strong body.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was strong enough to shake the spoon, he might have to resist this fat cat in the future.

Jiang Mo went back to the house, and when he put down the curtain, he could still see Zhou Lianfeng standing in the yard, looking at his room all the time, thinking about something.

He thought again, why can cats grow with their own names, but people can't?

Zhou Lianfeng... originally meant to restrain his sharpness.However, he himself is very sharp, and he is the most eye-catching master wherever he goes.

It's so weird.

Jiang Mo lowered the thick blackout curtains, and said to the old uncle who was still open-eyed: "It's light outside today, I'll lower the curtains for you, and you can sleep as if it's dark! "

The old uncle let out a cry, like a bright mirror in his heart.What dawn, is the heart bright.

Jiang Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and looked out again, only to see Zhou Lianfeng standing there motionless.He couldn't help complaining: "Is this a sculpture installed outside? What kind of performance art are you doing? I'm really not afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes."

Thinking of this, he hurriedly rummaged through the box and took out a mosquito coil from inside to light it.The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the mosquitoes are more poisonous.Even if he installed a gauze curtain at the door, it didn't work. There were so many guests coming and going, they lifted them up one by one, and let them in one by one.

It doesn't matter if he gets bitten, at least he can scratch it.If his old uncle was bitten, he would be blinded, so he could only endure it.

Itching is really itching, and scratching is really impossible.

With this shrinking of his head, he happened to miss Zhou Lianfeng's suddenly strange gaze——

It used to be Jiang Mo's favorite low profile, and he has learned it now.Whether it is coaxing or cheating in the future, it will always be easy to use.

Zhou Lianfeng bent his knuckles, rubbed the dry skin around his mouth, turned and went back to the room.

He believed that Jiang Mo would be as he had expected, and his feet would still be able to run recklessly as they did six years ago.

The days went on like this day by day, and Jiang Mo was still the same as before.It's just that at night, I can relax a lot.

Zhou Lianfeng was transferred recently, not to mention a salary increase of 996, and he also got rid of the pestering [-].Although the content of work has increased, he can take a lot of it home and do it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Mo decided to fix a table for him and put it beside his bed, so that he could take a look at the old uncle when he was taking care of the guests and cooking in front of him.

What he said was troublesome, but Zhou Lianfeng replied as he should.

It seems to be reassuring.

Jiang Mo still didn't realize who the blank profile picture in that group was, but what was weird was that his taste was surprisingly consistent with Zhou Lianfeng's, mainly because he didn't eat raw garlic.

He knew that Zhou Lianfeng didn't eat raw garlic because of stomach problems and couldn't digest it at all.Every time I finish eating, I feel uncomfortable for a day or two, but it is estimated that the reason for not eating with a blank profile picture is because I am embarrassed in front of my colleagues.

Jiang Mo didn't delve into it any further.

It's just that maybe the psychological suggestion really worked, and he even felt that his feet didn't hurt anymore when he twisted them.He gradually loosened the support of the walking stick, even though he was still walking long and short, but at least he would not lose his balance inadvertently.

He really believed in Zhou Lianfeng, and he even believed in such psychological hints, which made him feel that Zhou Lianfeng was getting better.Zhou Lianfeng must have had reasons for abandoning himself at that time.

He moved himself by talking, and often said a few soft words to Zhou Lianfeng.

While talking, even the elders and aunts in the yard sighed: "Little Jiang'er's character is getting better and better. Looking back, it's easy to find a partner. I happen to have a girl here..."

Before he could finish his words, before Jiang Mo could speak to stop him, Zhou Lianfeng put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Jiang Mo has someone he likes."

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I started working today, and I lay at home for a month and a half

The bones are lying lazy...