lion tattoo

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Doing the nastiest things, pretending to be a saint, talking love.

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At noon, Gu Tingshen shuttled between doctors, patients and nurses with a warm four-layer insulated lunch box, not caring about his outstanding appearance being followed by many eyes.

Gu Tingshen did not say in advance that he would come, so Shen Minglan was surprised when he appeared.

"Why don't you take a break?" Gu Tingshen put the lunch box aside and sat quietly on a chair to accompany him.

Shen Minglan was using his tablet computer to watch the stock market rise, when more important people came, he put the computer aside, opened his palm and took off the gold-rimmed glasses.

With the eyes on, he is abstinent and cold. With the eyes off, his brows and eyes are clear and picturesque. His long eyelashes remind people of the stunning and dazzling blue morpho butterflies in the Amazon tropical jungle.

Gu Ting held his breath deeply, watching it flap its symmetrical and beautiful wings.

For the time being, he didn't intend to tell the person in front of him what he had done, but he caught Gu Tingshen's gaze cast on him, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he restrained slightly: "There are some things that need to be dealt with."

He deftly diverted the other party's attention: "What delicious food did you bring?"

Standing up, Gu Tingshen propped up the small folding table next to the hospital bed, and opened the lunch boxes he brought layer by layer.He avoids spicy and cold ingredients and makes it very light.

On the first layer, the ripe red shrimps bent over and curled up beside their companions, their snow-white texture revealing fresh rosiness.

The second layer of black rice, glutinous rice, and longan meat are mixed together to form a layer of rice that looks and smells sweet and soft.

The third layer of golden corn, jade white yam and fat and thin pork ribs are stewed together to create a rich and pure white soup.

The last layer is the delicious animal biscuits, the panda is simple and honest, the fox is cunning, and the rabbit is cute.

Meeting his expectant eyes, Shen Minglan suddenly understood the loneliness and melancholy of "no one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me how to warm the porridge", and also understood why Shen Fu misses the most ordinary bowl of porridge.That bowl of porridge is like a dream.

For many years later, the host interviewed Shen Minglan, who was already an actor, and asked him what it was like to eat the meal cooked by his wife for the first time. He thought about it for a long time, was it delicious?

is delicious.But I couldn't find a more accurate word to describe the meal and the emotion in my heart.

After that time, Shen Minglan never asked him to wash his hands and make soup, but took care of these things very naturally.

He thinks he has a bad temper, arrogant and lazy, and has no interest in this world other than acting, but because of Gu Tingshen's appearance, his world has been turbulent all his life, and he is willing to paint the ground as a prison and invite himself into it.

When he came out of the ward, he came out with an empty lunch box.Before leaving, Shen Minglan's tone was light, showing imperceptible concern: "You don't have to do this for me in the future."

Gu Ting was taken aback when he heard these words. Indeed, they are not a real couple, and now he has really crossed the line.Pursing her lips, she replied in a low voice, "Okay." She was about to leave.

Feeling the deer's loss, the lion rubbed his head considerately, and comforted it, saying, "I'll be discharged from the hospital on the weekend, come and pick me up when the time comes, boyfriend."

This "boyfriend" made Gu Ting's eyes light up again, full of anticipation.

Seeing his joyful appearance, Shen Minglan had a clear smile in his eyes.

After the visitors left, the ward became deserted again, which made the left patients very uncomfortable.

It would be great if I could keep him by my side, Shen Minglan thought.

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A person hurriedly followed Gu Tingshen.At the corner of the empty stairs, he slammed his mouth. Gu Ting was about to raise his elbow to fight back in deep fear, but the man pushed open the door at the top of the stairs and pushed him in.

"Hush, shush! Tell me, what's your relationship with that man in the ward?"

It was a familiar voice. Gu Ting took a deep look and saw that it was Lin Zhiqing.This madman again, he thought through gritted teeth.

"Are you addicted to stalking, aren't you? Don't forget, we are no longer related!" He was everywhere, and his ghost was lingering!

"Tell me first, what is your relationship!"

Lin Zhiqing was still obsessed with this issue, he was glad that Zhang Ruoyu told him his whereabouts earlier, otherwise he would not have seen this scene.

"Friend! Friend! Are you satisfied?" Gu Tingshen was very worried that he would hurt Shen Minglan, and tried his best to separate the relationship.

"Friend, you cook for him? You haven't even done it for me!" Is this treating yourself as a fool?He pointed to the lunch box in Gu Tingshen's hand and asked loudly.

"He was hurt because of me, so I can't thank him by cooking a meal for him?" Why should others ask me what I do?

Gu Ting felt that he was really ridiculous, hurting himself under the banner of love, but now he looked like a victim.

"Ting Shen, I know I was wrong. Let's go back to the past, shall we?" Lin Zhiqing tried to hold his hand, but was coldly pushed away.

Gu Ting's eyes were red with deep anger, and his cold words were biting, mixed with winter frost: "We can't go back, don't even think about it. I fell in love with you because I was blind before. How much I loved you back then, How much I hate you now."

"Don't let me see you again."

Finally, with a word of warning, he opened the door and prepared to go out without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him grabbed his arm and pinned it to the wall, and Lin Zhiqing cut his hands back in front of him.

"You forced me! Ting Shen, don't try to hook up with other people. You are mine, and only mine!"

He put aside the windbreaker and lifted Gu Tingshen's white shirt to his waist, one hand still fixed his hands, and the other hand moved upward along the waistline.

His skin trembled reflexively when it came into contact with the coolness in the air.

This man wanted to force him, Gu Ting's heart tightened, he tried his best to break free from his restraint, turned around and punched him directly on the cheek.

Lin Zhiqing joined the boxing club when he was in college, and relied on instinct to dodge. He couldn't believe that his former lover would do anything to him.

"You have changed the depth of the court." He accused with sad eyes.

"The premise of loving someone is trust, respect and care. You don't understand love at all." If Gu Tingshen knew that he was such a person back then, he would never have even glanced at him.He longs to be loved, but he doesn't need such unbearable love.

"Don't force me to do it again." His stern eyes shocked Lin Zhiqing.

He felt that he couldn't catch Gu Tingshen anymore.It seems that those good things on campus are already a thing of the previous life.

When Lin Zhiqing walked out of the hospital, Zhang Ruoyu called like a pinch point, asking with concern: "Brother Lin, have you seen Brother Tingshen?"

The red light on the other side of the road turned into a green light, and the green light turned into a red light. He couldn't get past it, just staring at the zebra crossing.

"Brother Lin?" Zhang Ruoyu asked strangely after receiving no response for a long time.

"Tell me, why doesn't he want to be with me anymore?" Lin Zhiqing paled, as if he was the one recovering from a serious illness.

"Because the person he likes is better and more powerful." After thinking for a while, Zhang Ruoyu deliberately misled him.

more powerful?Yes, as long as he is more famous and richer, perhaps Ting Shen will change his mind.

Lin Zhiqing's eyes lit up. He wanted to publish his work quickly, so Gu Tingshen might regret it!

He thought of his lustful editor-in-chief, and the man who surrounded him, and a sinful thought came to his mind.

[The author has something to say: A sentence from "Six Chapters of a Floating Life": "No one stands with me at dusk

No one asked me how warm the porridge was.

That bowl of porridge,

Like a dream, like a floating life. "

It is Shen Fu's work, which describes life with meticulous words.

Interested friends can come and have a look. 】