The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 156 Accompanying
Wu Miaoke lay on the back of the sofa, folded her hands on her lap, and looked directly at Jiang Luan.

"I don't know." Jiang Luan shook her head. This was also where she felt confused. She couldn't remember when she fell in love with Shi Mingyang, and she couldn't remember what kind of feelings she had for Mo Qingxuan before. Many of her previous memories were blurred.

Wu Miaoke didn't say anything more, she knew that if she fell in love, she would fall in love with the person who fell in love, but her previous memories would not be affected.

But now it seems that Jiang Luan's memory has been affected to a certain extent, it should be Shi Mingyang's tampering.

After all, apart from Jiang Luan not liking him, the problem between the two of them is hatred. If Shi Mingyang wants to be with Jiang Luan, he can only let Jiang Luan forget the hatred, or blur the hatred.

Jiang Luan wouldn't believe Mo Qingxuan's words, and she wouldn't believe her own words either. She went to Jiang Luan not only to reassure her, but also to confirm some things.

"Miao Ke, do you have anything else to do?"

Wu Miao didn't show any hostility, and Jiang Luan didn't hold on to the past, seeing that she didn't speak, she asked again.

At this moment, Shi Yushan's body should be cremated soon, and it's almost time to go out.

Wu Miaoke looked at her, with a flash of struggle in her eyes, and finally said as if she had made up her mind: "You are pregnant now, it is best not...don't be impulsive and Brother Mingyang...don't make things that will make you feel uncomfortable. Something to regret."

After all, she was a cucumber girl, Wu Miao didn't know what to say, she faltered and said this, then turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Jiang Luan was stunned for a while before realizing what Wu Miaoke meant, embarrassingly blushing.

She didn't know whether Wu Miaoke specially warned her out of kindness or something else, but she didn't think Wu Miao was afraid that she wouldn't know how to restrain herself and hurt the fetus.

So, is it because she doesn't know what to say, so she can't choose what to say?

Not like!Wu Miao is not Qiao Yixun, although she doesn't have much scheming, but after all, she has followed Shi Yushan since she was a child, and she has a little bit of insight, otherwise Li Ruiqing would not have played around before.

So what did she mean by these words?

If she said this out of jealousy to defy Jiang Luan, she might have done so in the past, but just now Jiang Luan clearly felt her kindness.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, just as Xiao Zhao was calling outside, Jiang Luan recovered his senses, got up and walked out.

When she went out, Wu Miaoke had a small black package in her arms, inside was a square box, which should be an urn.

Seeing her coming out, Wu Miaoke's eyes flickered, she didn't speak, and went through the relevant procedures under the guidance of the staff, and took the urn away.

As soon as Jiang Luan got off work, Shi Mingyang called her. After the call was made, Shi Mingyang didn't speak and kept silent.

Jiang Luan sighed and asked if he was at home, then hung up the phone and called Bai Ge saying that he would not go back at night, so he took a taxi to Shi Mingyang's house.

As soon as the doorbell rang, the door opened.

Seeing Jiang Luan, Shi Mingyang's dim eyes lit up, let her in, and closed the door behind him.

"A Luan, haven't you eaten yet? Sit down, I'll make you something to eat."

Shi Mingyang's voice was a little hoarse, but his voice was still gentle and calm, as if nothing had happened.

"...Yes." Jiang Luan nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Every time Jiang Luan came over, Shi Mingyang's house was kept very clean, even the sofa cushions on the sofa were not wrinkled, and the two pillows were leaned on the back of the sofa meticulously. It was not like a man's house was clean and tidy.

About half an hour later, Shi Mingyang brought out two bowls of rice porridge and four dishes.

A simple stir-fry, full of color, fragrance, and Jiang Luan's index finger.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

Jiang Luan watched him bring out the dishes, got up and went into the kitchen to get the chopsticks, and the two sat down to eat.

"I have been renting a house by myself since I was in junior high school. I didn't know how to cook it at first, but I bought a recipe and learned how to cook it. I gradually got a little better at it."

Shi Mingyang picked up a piece of meat for Jiang Luan and motioned her to taste it.

Jiang Luan picked up the meat and put it in his mouth, nodded: "You are such a good cook."

Shi Mingyang smiled gently, watching her eat vegetables, he only took a sip of rice porridge once in a while.

"My biggest wish when I was a child was to have endless meat."

Shi Mingyang saw Jiang Luan put down the bowl and chopsticks before he started talking.

"As long as I can remember, my grandfather sent me to the orphanage, where there are many children. Every morning and dinner are steamed buns with pickled vegetables, and the rice at noon is sometimes not even steamed. Come. Every time I eat, I rush to eat, and if I go late, there are leftovers. Occasionally, some children who play well will share half a steamed bun. Only during Chinese New Year and festivals will there be two slices of meat in the bowl."

Shi Mingyang narrated slowly, as if remembering while talking, Jiang Luan vaguely had the illusion of an old man sitting under a tree at the entrance of the village telling stories to children.

"I know that I have a grandfather, although he has never visited me. At first I didn't understand why, and I was always a little bit wronged. Until I was six years old, my friends and I slipped out to play, and my grandfather secretly took me Pull him into a corner, tell me he is my grandfather, let me learn witchcraft from him, and avenge my father when I grow up."

"I was young at that time, and I didn't understand what hatred is. I only knew that I didn't have a father. My grandfather also said that my mother remarried after I was killed by someone, and never came back. After that, I every week At least I have to sneak out of the orphanage for a day to learn witchcraft from my grandpa. Because I was a bit naughty at the time, so going out without permission didn’t arouse others’ suspicion.”

"Grandpa never gave me the family affection I wanted, and he never pretended to me. I remember that at the beginning, I was very motivated. After learning a few times, I became a little slack and felt that it was too hard. Grandpa whipped me with thorns, and scolded me as he whipped, saying that I was worthless, that I was carrying blood and deep hatred, but I didn't want to make progress."

"When he beat him, he really didn't show mercy at all. He often slapped me so much that I could hardly stand up. In the first six months, I gradually got used to being beaten. From the unbearable at the beginning, to later After being beaten, I can still grit my teeth and meditate. After I was eight years old, I didn’t get beaten much. Because I can always easily fulfill my grandfather’s expectations.”

"However, grandpa still didn't pay me much attention, and he still only had hatred in his heart. When I graduated from high school, my witchcraft had reached the fifteenth level, and grandpa also began to arrange for me to go to the same university as you. approaching you."

Shi Mingyang took out a pack of cigarettes from a drawer, lit one, and took a deep puff, as if trying to numb himself with nicotine.

Jiang Luan rarely saw him smoking, and knew that he was in a bad mood, so he just frowned and didn't speak.

"In the beginning, I approached you with a purpose, but I found that it was difficult for me to hate you. With a little contact, I found that I fell in love with you."

"Aluan, I'm sorry. I have done many wrong things before, thank you for accepting me."

Shi Mingyang took a deep puff of the cigarette, pressed out the remaining half in the ashtray, leaned over and hugged Jiang Luan forcefully in his arms.

Jiang Luan leaned her chin on Shi Mingyang's shoulder and listened quietly to what he kept talking.

"Ke Ke sent grandpa back to County L today, because the police haven't given up their suspicion of me, so I can't even attend his funeral. He is my only family member. In this world, I only have you .”

Shi Mingyang tightened his arms, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of self-deprecation, and a little childlike fragility.

Shi Mingyang kept talking, telling Jiang Luan every detail about Shi Yushan, telling her how he felt every time he saw her, telling her how she was naughty with her little friends under the eyes of the aunt in the orphanage when she was a child, telling her After meeting Shi Yushan, how did she alienate her friends, how she became withdrawn, how she avoided everyone and sneaked out to learn witchcraft...

Until eleven o'clock, Shi Mingyang fell asleep lying on Jiang Luan's shoulder. Jiang Luan carefully took his arm off his shoulder and let him lie on the sofa, but he held his arm again.

Jiang Luan looked down, and found that his eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of breaking free, but his hands were tightly wrapped around her wrists, and a mountain rose between his brows.

Even when he was asleep, he still looked so depressed, with a face full of depression and sorrow.

Fortunately, the sofa was wide enough. Although it wasn't particularly long, Shi Mingyang didn't feel uncomfortable lying on it. Jiang Luan put a pillow under his shoulders, and his head rested on the armrest.

He wanted to go into the room to give him the blanket, but his wrist was held tightly by him. Jiang Luan couldn't bear to wake him up, so he could only sit down on the edge of the sofa beside him, stroking his eyebrows with the hand he didn't hold , and smooth out the creases there.

Perhaps because of his childhood experience, Shi Mingyang is a very insecure person, although he usually holds everything in his hands and strives to keep everything under control.

But this also shows that he lacks a sense of security, because he is afraid of losing, so he holds everything tightly.

People who are not familiar with him will only think that he is strategizing and is very sure no matter what he faces.

"Aluan, I'm sorry..."

In his sleep, Shi Mingyang murmured suddenly, and his brows that had just been smoothed frowned again.

Jiang Luan put her fingers on his forehead and comforted him in a low voice: "Mingyang, I know you are doing it for my own good. So I don't blame you."

"I'm sorry, don't blame me, I really love you, I can't bear to see you and Mo Qingxuan together. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Shi Mingyang is usually determined, even when sleeping, his lips are tightly pressed, and he rarely talks in his sleep.

Now because of Shi Yushan's matter, he is in a state of confusion and can't sleep well. He clutches Jiang Luan's hand and apologizes intermittently, but there is no sign of waking up at all.

(End of this chapter)