Love you in my whole life

Jiang Xinlu takes Ma Xiaolei back to the rental place, but when he gets out of the car, Ma Xiaolei doesn't plan to go upstairs with her, standing beside the car.

Seeing that he didn't keep up, Jiang Xinlu looked back and said, "why don't you go?"

Ma Xiaolei asked, "where is this?"

"My house."

"You live here?"

"What's wrong with living here?"

"Don't you mean he's rich and runs a factory?" Ma Xiaolei stood in the twilight, embracing his arm, a look of contempt, "live here?"

"Sorry, not as rich as you think." Jiang Xinlu said, "let's go upstairs."

"I'm not going. I'm going home."

"If you go back now, you'll be caught." Jiang Xinlu said, "do you still want to be beaten?"

In the dark dusk, the young man's expression was a little overcast. After a while, he dragged his pace and followed him lazily.

Jiang Xinlu in the drawer turned out a small bottle of complex iodine, called ma Xiaolei, "come here to apply medicine."

Ma Xiaolei stood in the middle of the room and looked around, and said, "no need."

Jiang Xinlu asked, "are you used to it?"

"Do you care?"

Jiang Xinlu thinks that he is a thorn in the head, but she seems to have known each other before. When Chen Yu picked him up, she was better than Ma Xiaolei.

She did not ask him to sit, directly took a cotton swab to his face, Ma Xiaolei instinctively blocked with his hand, "said not."

"Be obedient "It's not fun to be infected," she said sternly

Ma Xiaolei didn't expect that she suddenly changed her face, hesitated for a moment, put down her hand, and gently smeared the cotton swab dipped in the liquid medicine on her face. Ma Xiaolei can't tell the feeling. Jiang Xinlu is a stranger of blood relationship to him, and he instinctively hostile to her. Today, they only met for the third time, but she helped him fight and smeared the medicine for him.

He was too old to fight outside and let his mother help him apply the medicine. When he was injured, he would not go home for several days and hide to heal the wound. His mother was busy earning money to support his family, and his father had a lot of romantic debts outside, so he didn't have time to take care of him. Unexpectedly, today, the woman who called herself his sister took him home and gave him the medicine carefully.

Ma Xiaolei is a little uncomfortable. When he touches the cotton swab, he can't help dodging. Jiang Xinlu simply pinches his neck and doesn't let him move. He frowns and carefully smears the medicine on every wound.

In early summer, the hand was cold, pinched on his back neck, with a kind of dignity that could not be ignored. Ma Xiaolei did not dare to move, so he pestled her to wipe the medicine.

Jiang Xinlu put down her hand, looked at the colorful face, and suddenly laughed, "don't stand, sit down." He turned and went to the kitchen.

Ma Xiaolei sits down and suddenly starts to play again. Why do you want to listen to her?

There are not many ingredients in the refrigerator. Jiang Xinlu made a scrambled egg with tomato, a fried meat with garlic sprouts, and a fried bean sprout, and asked Ma Xiaolei to eat.

Ma Xiaolei other all arrogant, eat not arrogant, a call to come, looked at the dishes on the table, skimmed, "eat these?"

Jiang Xinlu put a bowl full of rice in front of him, "is it enough to have meat and eggs?"

Ma Xiaolei didn't know what to say. He picked up a bowl to eat. As soon as he opened it, he didn't speak any more. He was a 17-8 year-old boy. He ate a large amount of food and went down to a bowl of rice. He didn't ask Jiang Xinlu. He went to the kitchen and added another bowl.

Looking at the few dishes left on the plate, Jiang Xinlu quietly gets up and goes to the refrigerator to take a bottle of pickles out and put them on the table. Ma Xiaolei comes out and sees that his eyes are bright. He opens the bottle cap, puts some in the bowl, mixes them in the rice and eats them in a big mouthful.

Jiang Xinlu said, "you can wipe out all these dishes. I've finished them."

Ma Xiaolei buried herself in the meal and didn't say a word. She went into the kitchen, cleaned up the countertop and the floor, and then came out. There were three empty dishes and one empty rice bowl left on the table. Ma Xiaolei didn't leave and just sat down.

Jiang Xinlu said, "and some noodles. Can I make you a bowl?"

Ma Xiaolei, "plain?"

"An egg for you."

He answered reluctantly, "well... OK."

So Jiang Xinlu cooked a pot of noodles in the kitchen and brought them out. Ma Xiaolei didn't take a bowl. He put some chopsticks of pickles in the noodles and ate them directly. All he heard in the room was the sound of abetting the noodles.

Jiang Xinlu took a look at him, threw a bag of tissue paper on the table, and went busy with her own business.

After a while, Ma Xiaolei has finished eating noodles and is sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. The dishes and chopsticks on the dining table are missing. The table seems to have been wiped and is very clean. She looks into the kitchen and finds that the dishes and chopsticks are piled up in the pool. It seems that the teenager does not have the consciousness to wash the dishes after eating.

She had to roll up her sleeves and wash the dishes.

After washing the bowl, she made two cups of tea and put one in front of Ma Xiaolei. She asked him, "how high are you?"

"Sophomore year."

"College entrance examination next year."

"Hum!"

"Well, what do you mean?"

"The college entrance examination is meaningless to me."

"What makes sense to you?"

“……”

"Fight, play games, puppy love?"

Ma Xiaolei raised his head fiercely, with an expression of exasperation and anger, "who do you think you are? I fight and play games, and puppy love is none of your business? Don't think that if you save me and give me a meal, I will be grateful to you! "

"It's none of my business what you do," Jiang Xinlu said. "Life is your own. You choose what kind of road to take, as long as you are happy."

Hearing this, Ma Xiaolei's face softened slightly. He was silent for a while and said, "I'm leaving."

He said he would go, with his hand in his trousers pocket, and walked lazily towards the door.

Jiang Xinlu stopped him, "wait a minute."

Ma Xiaolei impatiently back, "what else?"

Jiang Xinlu took out an envelope from her room. "There are two thousand yuan in it. Take your mother."

Ma Xiaolei took over, the corner of his mouth crooked, took the envelope to weigh, or some reluctant tone, "... OK, I'll give it to her for you."

Jiang Xinlu took him to the door and told him, "be careful on the road. Don't drop the money. I think it's better for you to call your mother and let her come out to pick you up. In case those people are still there..."

Ma Xiaolei strode downstairs, "you are more wordy than my mother." As he spoke, he strode down.

Jiang Xinlu stands on the stairs, a little dazed. She is not a talkative person. Like Hao Chengsheng, she likes to keep a distance from others. But she seems to be defenseless to Ma Xiaolei. Although he has a bad attitude, she is also indifferent. She can feel that her relationship with him is different from others. It seems that there is a long lost emotion in her heart.

Jiang Xinlu knows that it's called kinship.