Yo, what a coincidence

"Don't you think you should explain?"

Lu Lanqing shrank her whole body and swallowed with difficulty, "Just...'Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work'——we have to be diligent and thrifty to terminate the contract."

"Lu Lanqing!"

Lu Lanqing turned to look at her, wanted to continue teasing her but froze in place, because Gu Huaijin, who never cried in front of her, now shed tears that were more precious than any treasure in Lu Lanqing's heart.She stepped forward quickly, wiping the tears off Gu Huaijin's face at a loss, but she couldn't wipe them away, "Don't, don't cry..."

Gu Huaijin grabbed her skirt and remained silent.Lu Lanqing was completely flustered. The lover she was protecting in the palm of her hand was crying in front of her, so why didn't she feel distressed, "Don't cry, okay, huh? I will do whatever you want me to do. I will never disobey Your order."

Gu Huaijin bit Lu Lanqing's chin, but she didn't use much force. Lu Lanqing took her into his arms and kissed her hair, "It's my fault, don't cry..."

"In the future..." There was a series of muffled voices in her arms, and Lu Lanqing listened attentively, "You must have dinner with me, no... do this again."

"it is good."

"No matter what, you are not allowed to take your body and health as the price, understand?" Lu Lanqing never knew how afraid she was of losing her... Whether it was the time in the hospital or seeing her spoiling herself for herself now body of……

"it is good."

Lu Lanqing obediently responded one by one, her chest twitched.She pushed Gu Huaijin away as if nothing had happened, leaned close to her ear and said frivolously, "Jin, you look like a child, you can see...I really want to kiss you..."

Gu Huaijin hurriedly jumped out of her arms, glared at her, took the documents and left home with a blushing face, muttering while walking: "No one is serious."

Lu Lanqing smiled brightly at the side, and waved at her, but was glared at her again and smiled even more wildly.At the same time as the door was closed, Lu Lanqing rushed into the bathroom, and the tumbling that he had suppressed just now poured out again, and blood was spat all over the sink.

After vomiting for a long time, Lu Lanqing kept pulling at the skirt of her chest, and rested her other hand on the sink, her fingers turning white.

Not drinking or eating, or suddenly overeating, overwhelmed her stomach.Lu Lanqing finally understood what it meant to be self-inflicted. If she didn't pay attention to her health, her body would protest to her.

After several mouthfuls, Lu Lanqing took a mouthwash cup to wash away the blood in her mouth, and after rinsing off the blood, the fishy smell in her mouth made her wrinkle her face in disgust, squeezed toothpaste and brushed her teeth for a long time.

Dragged on the bed with a drowsy head, she only rested for less than a quarter of an hour before getting up again, sitting in front of the computer and finishing the paper orders she received.This time when Gu Huaijin found out, it was obvious that she would not be able to save money from this aspect in the future, so she had to work harder to earn more extra money, otherwise...she really couldn't afford to support her own woman.

Under Gu Huaijin's supervision, Lu Lanqing's three meals have returned to normal, but the schedule has become more chaotic.

When Gu Huaijin is busy, Lu Lanqing is also busy, and when Gu Huaijin is resting, Lu Lanqing is still busy.

After Ding Rushui met them when they moved, they never appeared in her life again.The photography shop has gradually been on the right track, and the burden on Ding Rushui has been relieved a lot. He spends most of his time in the shop on weekdays, and occasionally stays in the ward from time to time.

Today, she was the first to go home after closing the store, and opened Ding Rurun's room door by a strange coincidence.They...have not spoken normally for a long time, and Ding Rurun has always been polite to herself, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The room was filled with Ding Rurun's fragrance. Ding Rushui caressed the place full of all her best memories, lying on the position where she often lay down, imagining that Ding Rurun was also lying beside her now.

She misses her so much...

She couldn't do it and just let go like this, thinking one thing in her heart, but doing another thing in action, she really didn't know what to do with the relationship between the two of them...

"Rurun..." Calling the name she missed the most, Ding Rushui's pretended strength crumbled little by little.

The accident of Ding's parents and Ding's mother hit her no less than it hit Lu Lanqing. When she saw Lu Lanqing unconscious and Ding Rurun was trapped by blood, if no one in the Ding family stood up to support everything, it might be over. collapsed.So...these are not up to her to choose, she can only support this pillar, the superficial cynical, relaxed and indifferent, is just going through the motions, what child can still be so unrelated when his parents are in a car accident Have you hung up high?

Now normally speaking, the only source and reliance of her emotions is her relationship with Ding Rurun, but what about the reality?Ding Rurun chose to die with his own hands, and he decided on his own without asking her wishes.

"Run..."

Heavy thoughts have become a heavy burden.

Ding Rushui reluctantly sat up from the bed, made the bed and looked around this extremely familiar room, full of nostalgia in his heart.

Accidentally swept the petals covered with dust-proof cloth, Ding Rushui gently opened it, and a picture of her busy at the door of the store was displayed in front of her eyes.Ding Rushui's eyes widened, and he approached in disbelief after repeatedly confirming that the woman in the painting was himself, then went to open the place where Ding Rurun usually kept his paintings with a sullen face.

Ding Rurun's habit of painting is to write down the date when the painting is completed on the back. Ding Rushui searched for the date and flipped through all the albums, which were full of himself.

Ding Rushui returned the items to their original positions and covered the canvas again, half happy and half angry in his heart, obviously still in love with himself, why did he push her away without any room for discussion!

She rushed downstairs quickly, wanting to find the person she was thinking of in the hospital, but the moment she opened the door, her footsteps stopped on the spot.

The man who had confessed to Ding Rurun in his memory was talking and laughing with Ding Rurun all the way. Ding Rushui could vaguely see that the smile on Ding Rurun's face was not like the perfunctory she had been to her recently, but real.

"Do you want to go out?"

Ding Rurun walked to the door with the male classmate, saw Ding Rushui standing at the door and asked a question.

"I can't get out, do you want to interfere?"

Ding Rushui's tone made Ding Rurun frowned, and before he could speak, the male classmate beside him said: "Why are you talking so aggressively with your sister, she just asked you a question out of concern."

"Our family is talking, and it's your turn to interfere with outsiders?"

"Shui Shui, talk carefully." Ding Rurun reminded softly, and turned his body to signal him to go in, "Let's go in if you have something to do, don't stand like this at the door, it will affect you badly."

The male student walked past Ding Rurun, but was about to enter the door when Ding Rushui stopped him with one hand on the door rail, and said in a low voice, "Did I agree to him coming in as a guest?"

"Water and water!"

"Little sister, hospitality is not like this. No matter you are at home or outside, you have to listen to your sister."

The male classmate educated Ding Rushui with the image of a big brother, making her already high flames even more intense, Ding Rushui raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, and said with a pun: "This family - I am the one who can make the decision. "

Ding Rurun's face turned pale in an instant, and he still said softly: "You go back first."

This sentence was obviously addressed to the male classmate. Seeing the stalemate between the two sisters, he had no choice but to give up, and said goodbye after a few comforting words.

When Ding Rushui saw that Ding Rurun was about to enter the house, he withdrew his hand and let the two pass by.She turned her head and watched Ding Rurun enter the door on her own, without any intention of answering her, she frowned and closed the door to follow her footsteps.

"Shui Shui, you shouldn't talk to him with such an attitude and tone."

As soon as Ding Rushui walked into the living room, he heard Ding Rurun's accusation, and felt even more aggrieved, "I don't like him."

"But he's going to be my boyfriend soon."

"I'm your girlfriend now!"

Ding Rurun's wrist was tightly grabbed by her, and he turned his face away from her hurt expression, "You are my sister."

"I'm your sister?" Ding Rushui chuckled as if she had heard some funny joke. She pointed in the direction of Ding Rurun's bedroom, "If you just regarded me as your sister, you would draw a picture about me every day. painting? Rurun, it’s you, not me, who is deceiving yourself!”

"You flipped through my things?"

"Yes, I turned it over, because I didn't control my damn thoughts, stepped into your damn room, and saw the secret you hid!" Ding Rushui pushed Ding Rurun onto the sofa, condescending, "You clearly know the feelings in your heart, why do you have to hurt each other?"

"I am your sister, and only your sister."

Ding Rushui imprisoned her under him, pinched her chin and forced her to look at him, and said coldly: "I am your lover, before, now, and even more in the future!"

"It's impossible for us."

Compared with Ding Rurun's Jestilli, Ding Rurun is as calm as a pool of water, no matter how big a stone is thrown into it, at most it will only cause ripples.

Ding Rurun managed to break free from her confinement, dragged her to his bedroom, found all the paintings about Ding Rushui, opened the window and went out mercilessly, "I repeat, I——is your sister .”

"You're crazy!" Ding Rushui leaned out and looked at the drawing paper that was blowing around in the wind, before even changing her shoes, she rushed downstairs to pick up the paintings she left behind.

Ding Rurun closed the window, resisted the urge to rush down, locked the bedroom, lifted the quilt to suffocate himself in it, controlled his thoughts and ignored the situation below...

It's not that I don't love, but that I can't love.

The author has something to say: Hi——I am Little Green Character.