He came over obediently, and Cheng Wanying leaned over to count the pills in his palm. "What did you just take? Why are you taking medicines randomly? Are you sure the doctor told you to take it this way?"
This is too much, bottle after bottle.
Even if you are not sick, eating will cause problems.
Wang Chuwei nodded, "Yeah, I just took some heart medicine."
He explained calmly that he learned to take medicine before he learned to eat.
The loneliness and sadness emanating from his body, like an unconscious display of emotion, made Cheng Wanying feel sad.
"Don't take sleeping pills, can't you sleep?"
"Um."
"Don't eat tonight. Try it. You can't keep eating like this."
There will be problems.
Cheng Wanying grabbed Wang Chuwei's wrist, threw the medicine into the trash can, and led him to lie on the bed.
His beautiful black eyes suddenly became lively, looking up at her from below, smiling.
Like the fox in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, no wonder scholars can never escape from the fox spirit.
Cheng Wanying covered Wang Chuwei's eyes with her hands, "Do you know what a white lotus looks like?"
"Um?"
Wang Chuwei didn't understand, "You want to see the white lotus?"
There are no white lotus flowers in this season.
"No, I've already seen it."
There is a flower blooming next to it, the kind that is white on the outside and black on the inside.
"sleep!"
The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and I can't think too much about his affairs.
On Sunday, Cheng Wanying didn't set the alarm clock and slept soundly until she woke up on her own.
She opened her eyes and he leaned beside her. They faced each other, their breaths entangled.
The first time she woke up, but he wasn't.
She quietly shrank into his arms, her black hair a little long, covering her eyes.
He is like a porcelain jar encased in iron.
I've never heard him say he was uncomfortable, he always showed his gentle and strong side.
The body can't lie. She remembered that he never took sleeping pills when they slept together.
Perhaps there is one person in this world who is born for another. When he was 18 years old, he stopped her.
To prevent her from being taken away by those people, she might die in that woods.
She always remembered that she looked at him blankly and he extended a helping hand.
From then on, he would guide me in every step of my future life.
Cheng Wanying thought about why she liked Wang Chuwei. It couldn't be just because he was handsome.
It is peace of mind and dependence. He is older than her, a calm and resolute boy like an uncollapsed mountain, and she depends on him.
Stupid Can Can, change your stubborn mind quickly.
Cheng Wanying hummed softly, wiped away her tears, and quietly walked out.
What to do on the weekend? While she was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, Wang Chuwei woke up.
After walking out of the room, he was still a little dazed.
The little man sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing comfortable pajamas, with various snacks piled on the table in front of him.
Without turning around, he said, "You're awake. It's past ten o'clock. Aren't you hungry?"
It was as if they had never been apart, just an ordinary weekend.
Wang Chuwei stayed for a while, opened the refrigerator, and washed a few bunches of grapes and other fruits.
He walked over, put it in front of Cheng Wanying, and then sat down.
"What would you like to eat for lunch?"
Cheng Wanying hummed a long sound. She was no longer hungry after eating so many snacks. However, "Can you cook?"
Wang Chuwei shook his head, "No."
"Then I want to eat your cooking."
The man laughed, and his breathing sounded a little helpless. Cheng Wanying tilted her head with a smile and watched him stand up by holding on to the sofa.
I just like the way Wang Chuwei can't do anything to her, nor can he get rid of her.
She was just happily watching the fun when someone grabbed her waist and lifted her up from the sofa.
"Ah, Wang Chuwei!"
"Come and help."
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