sleepless tonight

Chapter 29
Looking at the text message, I instinctively wanted to reject it.

As soon as I saw the word Tang Wan, I thought of the man who brought her breakfast in the morning, Liu Chuang. This made me very uncomfortable, as if there was a big stone on my chest, and I was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.

The heart seemed to be convulsing, and it was painful.

But just as I was about to type my reply, I caught a glimpse of the sunken cabinet door beside the bed, and stopped typing halfway through.

I don't know whether the cabinet door is really made of bunny paint-free board as the old lady of the landlord said, but it is indeed broken, and it was just a few days ago.

Chen Ke got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, did not turn on the light, tiptoed, accidentally bumped into the stool, and the stool's legs hit the counter, and it broke.

When I thought of this, my eyes became sore again.

When I fell, Chen Ke didn't cover the wound at first, but was worried about disturbing me. When the light was turned on, her apologetic eyes made me feel distressed.

Suddenly, I thought of the scene downstairs of Tong Wangjun, when Chen Ke was crying heartbreakingly, rolling on the ground, her crying and howling kept hitting my chest like a dense drum.

"Okay, but can you tell me about the specific work situation in detail? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well." I deleted the words I was going to refuse before, and quickly replied to Tong Wangjun.

I want to make money.

Since Tang Wan is so familiar with Liu Chuang, why should I continue to look down on him and let go of my face?I have nothing to do with Logan, it's just that we got acquainted in high school.

I shouldn't be so shy.

If the job is really lacking and I am competent, then I will do it.

After the message was sent, the phone rang soon, and it was Logan calling.

This time I ignored it and answered immediately.

"Let's make an appointment to meet up. It's better to talk face to face. In addition, there are some things I'm going to talk to you about." Tang Wan said.

Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?
I am a little confused, what else does Logan want to say to me?
"Okay, I have time anytime, when will you have time?" I said.

"Then do it now, I'll go pick you up." Logan said.

"Okay." I nodded, this time without being pretentious.

I'm really short of money and at risk of being kicked out of my house and on the streets, I really need a job.

I dug out a slightly formal dress from the closet, combed my hair deliberately, looked in the mirror, and shaved off the stubble that was protruding from my head. I looked left and right, and then I went out.

As soon as the door opened, I saw the woman next door standing on tiptoe, moving forward while holding onto the wall of the aisle.

Her feet have been on for several days, but they are still not healed.

The trousers were obviously swollen, but even so, she was still wearing jeans.

"Your leg is so injured, what are you doing out there?" I took two steps forward and supported her.

It seemed a bit unexpected to meet me, the woman glanced at me resentfully: "Why, do you want to borrow money again?"

I froze for a moment, the woman's resentment seemed to be very heavy.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back the 2000 yuan I lent you within a month." I promised.

The woman gave me a blank look and continued to move forward.

"Your leg is so injured, don't go out." I said.

"Don't you go out and wait to starve to death?" The woman seemed to be about to explode.

At this time, I realized that the reason why the woman was so angry was because I told her before that I asked her to come to my house for dinner, but Chen Le was ill these few days, and I was in the hospital all the time. The woman delivers food.

"Sorry, I have some things to do these few days, and I didn't take care of cooking for you." I apologized.

"Who wants you to cook for me? I'm not your wife. Besides, I have hands and feet, so I can't be hungry." The woman pressed the elevator.

"Are you going down to eat?" I felt very guilty, after all, the woman helped me twice, "Don't go down, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you, and then bring it up for you."

"No, do you want me to limp?" the woman asked.

I was a little confused: "What are you going down there for, to eat, or to do something?"

"Go to the hospital." The woman said.

The elevator came, she was about to go in, I pulled her.

"What do you want to do?" The woman was a little apprehensive, looked around, and stared at me vigilantly.

"Don't act like that, I don't do bad things." I said, "You go to the hospital alone, without anyone accompanying you?"

I thought that at least one man would accompany the woman to the hospital, but looking at it now, the woman seems to be disappointed. If she doesn't go to the hospital these days, she is waiting for a man to come and accompany her, right?
But no one came, so she had no choice but to go alone.

This woman is really pitiful.

"Can you let me into the elevator now? I'm warning you. If you mess around, I'll call." The woman's guard against me hasn't let up yet.

"Go and change into looser clothes." I hesitated, but still said to the woman.

"What are you doing?" The woman stared at me.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Your clothes don't fit well. Your legs are swollen like that. You're still wearing jeans. Don't you feel pain?" I felt pain when I looked at the woman's legs.

The key point is that the woman's jeans are still close-fitting, which perfectly outlines her perfect figure.

"It hurts, but there are no suitable clothes to change." The woman said, and then glanced at me, "Are you really going to send me to the hospital?"

"Go home first, and then look for it. Just find a pair of loose pants and change it on." I helped the woman back, took out my phone, and sent a message to Tang Wan, telling her that I might be late. Don't let her come out in a hurry.

Logan quickly texted me back: "Okay, you go about your own business first."

Entering the woman's room, she found two sets of clothes.

A set of pajamas, a set of black leggings.

"You only have these two sets of clothes?" I looked at her. I had seen her a few times before, and I remembered that she still had clothes.

"It's been washed and dried on the balcony." The woman said, and emphasized, "Don't go there."

There should be some small clothes that can't be seen by others. I couldn't help being curious, and turned my head to look at the balcony.

Where it catches the eye, it is indeed a bit charming.

When I wanted to take another look, the woman picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it towards me: "Are you going to send me to the hospital or not?"

"Send it, send it right away." I turned around and smiled a few times, "You change your clothes."

"Which one?" The woman looked at me.

"Pajamas," I said.

"Pajamas?" The woman seemed to be refusing, frowning unwillingly.

"Your legs are swollen like that. You don't wear loose clothes. When you go to the hospital later, the doctor will take off your pants. Wouldn't it hurt again? And it's troublesome." I said.

"Take off your pants to see your legs?" The woman seemed frightened.

"Roll your trouser legs," I corrected.

The woman hesitated for a while, and it seemed that this matter was difficult to decide.

"Why don't you just change into your pajamas? It's so hard to decide? Don't feel ashamed, you're pretty, you can wear anything." I urged, and picked up the pajamas, "Shall I help you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." The woman glared at me and took the pajamas from me.

She stood up and glanced at the room, maybe she felt that it was a little far away: "Help me to the room."

I put the phone back in my pocket, picked up the woman sideways, and walked into the room.

"You bastard, what do you want to do, let me down." The woman panicked.

"I'm in a hurry, don't move around, it will hurt when you touch your injured leg." I said, trotting into the room.

After putting the woman on the bed, I backed out: "Hurry up and change, don't dawdle."

I waited outside for a few minutes, and the woman came out after changing.

"If you're busy, I'll go alone." The woman said to me.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get on my back, it won't be long." I squatted in front of the woman.

I didn't see any movement for a long time, and there was no pressure on my back.

"What's the matter, come up quickly?" I turned my head.

"Oh." The woman was in a daze. Seeing me looking at her, she hurriedly responded and slowly lay on my back.

She seemed to be unable to let go of her hands and feet, she was hanging on my shoulder like a toad, and her legs were also hanging on the ground.

"Haven't you been carried by someone before? Lift your legs up a little and land on my waist. How can I carry you like this?" I corrected her.

"Oh." The woman responded and raised her leg.

I moved my hands back, wrapped around her buttocks, and stood up.

The woman let out an exclamation, her body trembled, and she struggled violently a few times.

"Don't move, you're so heavy, shake it a few more times, and we'll fall together later." The elasticity on the palm made my heart tremble, but my footsteps didn't stop, and I walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)