Chapter 43 Chapter 43 The fingertips entered a warm and moist place...
Tong Wanyue was stunned. What she said was very subjective, but it was not without reason.
At least it can prove that such a person is not hopeless, he can be kind to those around him,
But is Song Guanshu good to Jiang Ling?
In her previous life, she was not familiar with Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu. From the few memories she had, Song Guanshu's attitude towards Jiang Ling was just like him, hypocritical.
In this life, she had a prejudice in her heart when looking at Song Guanshu, always suspecting that he would lead Jiang Ling astray. However, in this short period of time they spent together, she did not seem to find any signs that he had led Jiang Ling astray. Instead, she could see him doing housework almost every time she came.
Tong Wanyue told herself, what if he was pretending? Song Guanshu was very good at putting on a show, otherwise Xie Lang would not have always treated him as a good person.
Jiang Ling had already finished a stick of ice cream, but Tong Wanyue was still in a state of thinking. No one knew what she was thinking about, as she was so engrossed in it.
It was not easy to disturb her, so Jiang Ling stared at the cream ice cream in Tong Wanyue's hand, which was about to melt without being eaten.
She was like a small animal staring at the food. Song Guanshu thought Jiang Ling hadn't eaten enough. He coveted the ice cream in Tong Wanyue's hand and handed the ice cream he hadn't touched to Jiang Ling, "Eat mine."
Jiang Ling had just eaten one and didn’t really want to eat more.
But since Song Guanshu sincerely shared with her, Jiang Ling couldn't refuse his kindness. She smiled at Song Guanshu and said, "Thank you."
Tong Wanyue came back to her senses and saw this scene. She said disapprovingly, "Girls should eat less cold food. It's not good for your health."
She thought Song Guanshu was nice to Jiang Ling, but it seemed that was all fake. In order to pretend to be a good man in front of her, he ignored Jiang Ling's health and even let her eat two ice creams.
Song Guanshu's hand holding the ice cream was frozen in mid-air. His sleeves were rolled up above his wrists, revealing a thin and white wrist bone.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold." Before Song Guanshu withdrew his hand, Jiang Ling took the ice cream. The edge of the ice cream melted, and before the milky white ice cream water dripped down, Jiang Ling hooked it into her lips.
Tong Wanyue was heartbroken. She thought Jiang Ling was a kind and considerate girl who would rather sacrifice herself to help Song Guanshu out of trouble.
At the same time, she particularly disliked Song Guanshu.
Tong Wanyue asked with a hint of meaning, "If he's nice to you, what if it's because he has other intentions and it's not sincere?"
It has been a long time since the previous topic, and it is only because Jiang Ling is smart that she can connect it with the topic not long ago.
Jiang Ling didn't understand why Tong Wanyue kept asking complicated questions today, but she still answered, "No matter if he is sincere or not, just be nice to me. A gentleman judges by deeds, not by heart."
Jiang Ling asked Tong Wanyue to turn her head and look directly into her eyes. "One person loves you very much, but does many things to hurt you. The other one doesn't love you, but treats you very well, and even has other purposes as you said. Even a fool knows that the latter is a good person."
Tong Wanyue, who chose the former in her previous life: ...
Although she had realized that she was stupid in her previous life, she still couldn't help but explain herself, "The former loved you, and he hurt you, but it was not out of his heart, he was forced."
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Who cares if he was forced or not? The point is that this kind of person hurt me. No matter if he loves me or not, he is not a good person. Sister Wanyue, life is already very tiring. Don't be too considerate of others. People who make me suffer are bad people, and people who are good to me are good people."
Tong Wanyue murmured, "But he loves you very much."
For the first time, Jiang Ling discovered that Tong Wanyue was still a love-brained person.
"To love me and yet hurt me, what kind of love is that? On the contrary, if someone doesn't love me but treats me selflessly, what kind of good person is that?"
"But she has other plans for you."
Jiang Ling also felt a headache. Why did they come back to this question again?
She showed herself to Tong Wanyue, "Look, I'm a poor guy. As long as you don't go after my money, it doesn't matter what you go after."
Song Guanshu is not after her money. He is rich and doesn't care about money.
That's not right. She was almost led astray by Jiang Ling. What's the purpose? His intention in being nice to you is not simple.
Song Guanshu listened attentively. He didn't think Tong Wanyue was referring to him, or that he had any plans towards Jiang Ling.
That's not right. He is not simply without any desire. He wants Jiang Ling to be by his side forever.
If the person who is good to Jiang Ling in her heart is a good person, then he can be the best person to Jiang Ling in the world, so that they can be together forever, just like now.
Jiang Ling took Tong Wanyue's hand and asked seriously, "Are there any more people like this? Can you introduce me to a few more?"
For the first time, Tong Wanyue realized that she was really old. Even though she and Jiang Ling were from the same generation, she had lived many more years longer than Jiang Ling, and many of Jiang Ling's thoughts were difficult for her to understand.
Song Guanshu couldn't listen any longer. Regardless of the presence of others, he asked, "Isn't having me enough?"
In an instant, Tong Wanyue finally felt that she was redundant here.
Jiang Ling didn't understand why he asked that. "It would be great if we had a few more people like this to serve us."
Tong Wanyue rubbed her forehead with her hand. It seemed that she shouldn't worry about Jiang Ling being bullied by Song Guanshu. The theory in Jiang Ling's mind was too simple and crude. She always had an illusion that Song Guanshu was at the bottom of the food chain in this family.
Jiang Ling finished an ice cream in just a few bites. Seeing that Tong Wanyue hadn't eaten anything, she asked, "Sister Wanyue, if you can't eat any more, I'll help you. It's okay. I can eat cold food very well. Eating two or three popsicles a day is no problem."
"You'll have a stomachache if you eat so much ice. Girls must take care of their bodies." Tong Wanyue glanced at Song Guanshu and said meaningfully, "Nothing is more important than your own body, do you know that?"
Jiang Ling nodded obediently, but did not take her words to heart. She felt that she loved her body very much.
Tong Wanyue did not stay at home for dinner. Before leaving, she specifically informed Jiang Ling, "I will be going on a business trip in a while. If you encounter any problems, you can go to the police station to find my colleagues. I have already told them to help take care of it."
There is a series of cases in other places that have not been solved. I heard that there is a portrait artist in North City who is very good at profiling, so I asked Tong Wanyue to go there to help solve the case.
Logically speaking, at her current level, she is not very famous and is not known by her peers from other places.
It was just that she had drawn the portrait of Chen Mazi last time, which made her a little famous.
The heroine is really an angel. Jiang Ling smiled sweetly at her, "I know, Sister Wanyue, you must protect yourself when you go out on business trips."
The feeling of being cared for was indescribable. Tong Wanyue smiled and nodded at her, "I will protect myself, don't worry. You should also pay attention to safety when you go out, and be careful of Xiao Bing."
Tong Wanyue looked at Song Guanshu who was standing beside her. The young man was handsome and elegant, and he and Jiang Ling looked like a couple of gods. Although she had doubts about his character, she still told Song Guanshu, "Don't let Jiang Ling go out alone. You must accompany her. If anything happens to her, I will make you pay."
It was the first time that Jiang Ling heard Tong Wanyue say such harsh words. She looked at Tong Wanyue and then at Song Guanshu at a loss.
It was like she was caught in the middle of a quarrel between her good friends and didn't know what to do.
Song Guanshu didn't care about what Tong Wanyue said. He smiled softly and said, "Thank you for your concern. But Jiang Ling is my love. I will protect her."
Seeing the tension between the two people getting stronger and stronger, Jiang Ling made a stop gesture, "I am an adult, I can protect myself. Xiao Bing is a cripple, and his physical condition may not be able to beat me."
She clenched her fist to show that she was not bad either.
The girl was beautiful, with fair and translucent skin under the sun, and a clever look in her eyes and eyebrows.
As if she was looking at her own daughter, the smile on Tong Wanyue's face grew wider and wider.
Song Guanshu politely reminded her, "It's getting dark soon. Tong Gongan should go home as soon as possible. It's not safe to travel in the dark."
Jiang Ling also said, "Yes, yes, Sister Wanyue, you should go back earlier. I don't mean to drive you away. I'm just worried that it's not safe at night."
Tong Wanyue pinched the end of Jiang Ling's braid and said, "I know you don't want to chase me away." There was someone else who wanted to chase her away.
Although she was reluctant to let Jiang Ling go and worried that she would be bullied by Song Guanshu, Jiang Ling had already started a family after all, and she was not Jiang Ling's blood relative, so she could not interfere in her life.
Even blood relatives can only stand aside and watch.
Just like a baby bird will eventually leave its parents and fly into its own sky, she cannot stop Jiang Ling from experiencing her own life just because she is worried about her being bullied.
There was no air conditioning or fan. Jiang Ling was afraid of the heat, so she drank a lot of iced soda and ate a lot of popsicles.
The aftereffects of just seeking temporary satisfaction have come, and this time my period came half a month earlier.
Not only was it early, but it was also very uncomfortable.
Jiang Ling was listless after get off work, and went straight to the kang when she got home. "I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while, and call me later."
Seeing that Jiang Ling's face looked strange, Song Guanshu tiptoed while cooking for fear of disturbing her sleep.
After preparing dinner, he called Jiang Ling to get up in the kitchen, but he never heard her get up.
When he walked into the bedroom, he saw her curled up in a ball. Song Guanshu took two quick steps to the kang and saw a pale little face with sweat on her forehead.
Do you have a fever?
Song Guanshu's first reaction was to reach out to test the temperature of Jiang Ling's forehead, but it was not hot but rather cool.
In an instant, many scenes of his loved ones passing away flashed before Song Guanshu's eyes.
Her hands and face were cold, but her body was sweaty, like a boneless kitten. It was very strange. Song Guanshu's mysophobia was actually very serious. He hated physical contact with people. What's more, Jiang Ling's body was covered with sweat, which he hated. Although he had mysophobia, he didn't seem to have any other feelings when he touched her.
"Jiang Ling, can you hear me? You are sick. Let's go to the hospital."
Her voice was weak, and she had to get close to be heard. Her warm breath fanned his ears. "It's okay. Just give me a painkiller."
How could she not go to the hospital if the condition was so serious? Song Guanshu thought Jiang Ling was just forcing herself.
When he helped her up, he was stunned when he saw bloodstains on Jiang Ling's pants and bed sheets.
It turns out that he wasn't sick.
The school did not teach him about physiology and hygiene, and regarded it as a terrible thing. There were no female elders in his family.
Song Guanshu learned about this in his daily life and from some magazines when he was in college.
He knew very little about it. He only knew that women have it once a month and it was normal physiological hygiene knowledge. The magazine would not mention any more details.
"But you're in a lot of pain. Is it really okay not to go to the hospital?"
Song Guanshu's usually calm voice was a little trembling, but Jiang Ling was in so much pain that she didn't notice.
"It's okay." Jiang Ling comforted him, "I just ate too much ice these days."
There was a hint of depression in Jiang Ling's voice.
It’s already hard to live without air conditioning and fans in the summer, and now even the freedom to eat ice cream is being deprived of us?
Only at this moment did he understand what Tong Wanyue meant when she said that eating ice would cause stomachache.
There were no painkillers at home, so Song Guanshu made Jiang Ling a cup of brown sugar water and went to a nearby health center to buy painkillers.
After buying the medicine, he helped Jiang Ling take the painkiller first.
He poured the hot water from the thermos into the canning jar, wrapped the canning jar with a towel to prevent it from being too hot, and finally stuffed it into Jiang Ling's quilt.
"Be careful not to burn yourself."
When he went to buy medicine, he asked the doctor, and the doctor said that this would relieve the pain.
Even wrapped in a towel, it was still a little hot, but Jiang Ling needed hot temperature right now.
"You eat first, no need to wait for me." She was not feeling well and was in no mood to eat.
Song Guanshu shook his head. "It's okay. I'm not hungry now."
Ordinary painkillers have a slow effect, and Jiang Ling still had stomach pain after taking them. But drinking hot water and putting the hot water bottle on her stomach made her feel a little better.
Looking at Song Guanshu who was staring at her in front of the kang, Jiang Ling wanted to make fun of him, "Don't worry, I won't die that easily."
Song Guanshu was very reluctant to hear that word, so he said, "Don't eat popsicles and iced soda anymore."
No wow! This is no different from asking for her life.
Jiang Ling said, "This is just an accident. I just need to eat less and I'll be fine."
Song Guanshu was in a difficult position to talk to. He refused, "No."
Jiang Ling continued to bargain, "I've never heard of anyone dying from menstrual pain, but some people have died from the heat. I have a reason for eating ice."
Song Guanshu sneered, "Many people who can't afford popsicles have never died of heatstroke over the years. How can you die of heatstroke without eating them?"
Jiang Ling said confidently, "It depends on individual differences. Some people don't get stomachaches after eating ice."
This person always has so many twisted ideas and heresies. Song Guanshu glared at her coldly.
His eyes were too scary. Feeling that pretending to be pitiful was useful, Jiang Ling cried out in pain.
Sure enough, Song Guanshu's expression relaxed, his brows knitted together, and he asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell again?"
Jiang Ling snorted twice to express that she was feeling uncomfortable. Song Guanshu picked up a painkiller and wanted Jiang Ling to take it, but then he remembered what the doctor had told him: Don't eat too much in a day, as it's bad for your health.
Jiang Ling took out the can on her stomach and said, "It's not hot anymore."
The hot water in the thermos was boiled last night. After a day, the temperature was only 70 degrees, so it cooled down quickly.
There is hot water boiling in the pot, but it has just been boiled and is not yet hot.
"The doctor said that massaging it can also relieve the pain. The hot water will take more than ten minutes to boil. I will help you rub your lower abdomen first."
When Song Guanshu went to ask the doctor, the doctor naturally asked about his relationship with the patient. After learning that they were husband and wife, the doctor praised him for being a caring husband. Many men just watch their wives in pain and do nothing about it.
Knowing that the two were husband and wife, it was normal for the husband to rub his wife's belly, and she also told him the specific massage techniques.
Jiang Ling was horrified and wanted to step back, "This... is not good."
Song Guanshu has already stretched out his hand. Men's body temperature is generally higher than women's. He just ran a lap around the hospital, and the heat generated by the exercise has not decreased.
His hand was very hot, and when it touched Jiang Ling's lower abdomen, the temperature was neither cold nor hot. It was not like a thermos bottle which was either too hot or too bright. When the temperature was just right, it passed quickly.
Jiang Ling was not a person who was entangled. The warmth of Song Guanshu's hand made her feel very comfortable, so she simply gave up resisting.
Gradually, I don’t know if it was because the painkillers took effect or if gently rubbing her belly was really helpful, but Jiang Ling no longer felt any pain.
Although it didn't hurt anymore, Song Guanshu's gentle massage was really comfortable. Jiang Ling didn't say anything that her stomach didn't hurt anymore.
In order to make it easier to rub her belly, Song Guanshu held her in his arms, and his bony hands were gently rubbing Jiang Ling's lower abdomen.
It was so comfortable that Jiang Ling fell asleep without knowing when.
Song Guanshu noticed that the person in his arms' breathing became long and deep, and Jiang Ling's lips were no longer as pale and bloodless as before. While she was sleeping, Song Guanshu gently tapped her lips twice like a thief.
It’s great that she is full of vitality.
He originally had no distracting thoughts, but when his fingers fell on her lips and he felt the soft touch, Song Guanshu was reluctant to take his fingers back.
His fingertips twisted Jiang Ling's lips, and watching the cherry pink lips turn deep red because of her, Song Guanshu felt like he had obtained some interesting big toy.
Most of the time his movements were very gentle, but occasionally he would press too hard by accident. Jiang Ling felt uncomfortable and tilted her head.
He didn't dare to do this little action when Jiang Ling was awake.
I realized that Jiang Ling was not awake and it was just a normal reaction in her sleep.
Just like before, he stretched out his finger to poke Jiang Ling's lips. Jiang Ling, who was sleeping, had a very dry mouth and subconsciously wanted to lick her lips, but she happened to take Song Guanshu's fingertip into her mouth.
Song Guanshu's eyes darkened.
It's not that Jiang Ling, who was asleep, didn't feel anything. She dreamed that she was eating a popsicle. Her subconscious mind told her that she was on her menstrual period and couldn't eat ice.
But she felt very hot and she knew she was dreaming. It shouldn't be a big deal to eat popsicles in a dream.
It really doesn't matter, just like a feast that you can never have, the popsicle is also hard to get into your mouth.
First, she couldn't control her hands, and the popsicle kept poking at her mouth. After she finally got it into her mouth, the popsicle was not only not cold, but also not sweet at all.
Feeling his fingertips entering a warm and moist place and Jiang Ling's tongue tip gently sliding across his fingertips, Song Guanshu's scalp went numb. For the first time in his life, he experienced a feeling of both comfort and pain.
No, that's not appropriate.
He instinctively wanted to get closer to Jiang Ling, wanted to be closer to her, closer and closer.
The only remaining rationality told him that he couldn't do it. Reason eventually took over his instinct and Song Guanshu pulled out his fingers.
There were wet marks on his fingertips, and his eyes were filled with surging desire.
The instigator was unaware of all this and was sleeping soundly.
Song Guanshu put Jiang Ling on his bedding, pulled off the blood-stained mattress cover, and went to the closet to find a clean one to change into.
His gaze lingered on Jiang Ling's bloodstained pants for a moment. No one knew what he was thinking.
After dreaming all night, Jiang Ling felt very tired when she opened her eyes. In a daze, she felt that she was surrounded by the aura of Song Guanshu. He has a clean woody scent that is very pleasant.
I thought it was an illusion, but after staying in bed for a while, the feeling became more obvious.
She opened her eyes feeling something was wrong, and sure enough, she, who had no good sleeping posture, had sneaked into Song Guanshu's bed while he was sleeping.
This time she was even more shameless. She took the initiative and used Song Guanshu's quilt as her own.
Moreover, Song Guanshu had already gotten up to cook, proving that he had discovered the situation and had stayed in the bed even longer than the real owner.
No, she is in a special period now.
I lowered my head in despair, and as expected, I saw the traces she left behind.
Jiang Ling was so ashamed that she stained Song Guanshu's mattress with blood. Song Guanshu's mysophobia would kill her.
Is there anything more terrifying than crawling into Song Guanshu's bed during her period?
some. During her period, she crawled into Song Guanshu's bed and got it stained with blood.
Song Guanshu, who was in the kitchen, heard Jiang Ling get up and pushed the door open.
Jiang Ling was seen with her face pressed against the kang, but her buttocks were raised. Her pajamas were loosely covering her body, revealing a section of her snow-white and slender waist.
What is this posture doing?
Jiang Ling's voice was muffled, "I'm sorry——"
"I'm also wrong. I shouldn't have let you eat so much ice."
It's not this. Jiang Ling covered the traces she left behind and said, "I'm sorry, I sleep so badly. I don't know how I ended up on your bed while I was sleeping."
Song Guanshu's eyes flickered. Of course, Jiang Ling didn't climb up by herself. He carried Jiang Ling over to change her mattress.
Jiang Ling was not feeling well, and he did not take advantage of her. However, he was a little selfish, so after washing the sheets, he did not put them back into Jiang Ling's bed.
"No... just... I'll buy you a new bed with new cotton, soft and comfortable."
Why do you need to change the bedding for no reason? Do you think his bedding is not comfortable enough?
Seeing Jiang Ling's secretive actions, Song Guanshu understood.
"Did you get it?"
Jiang Ling said guiltily, "I'm sorry!"
"It's okay, you didn't mean it. Go lie down on the kang first, I'll take off the mattress cover and wash it."
Jiang Ling didn't feel comfortable letting Song Guanshu wash it. It was her fault and it was very embarrassing.
"No, no, no, I'll do it." Jiang Ling had never been so proactive in doing anything before.
"The doctor said that you are in a special period now, so don't touch cold water." Song Guanshu paused and said, "Take off your pajamas as well, and I'll wash them together."
Jiang Ling raised her head. She didn't know if it was because she was holding it in or because she was embarrassed, but her face was as red as an apple.
Song Guanshu's gaze fell on Jiang Ling's lips. The traces he left last night had disappeared, and Jiang Ling did not notice anything unusual.
At the same time, he felt endless regret in his heart. It would be great if the mark could remain and stay forever.
He was like a thief, hoping Jiang Ling didn't find out.
He is different from a thief and hopes that Jiang Ling can find him.
"You.....this is not....this is not good."
Song Guanshu had already urged her, "I washed it quickly."
Jiang Ling was so moved that she burst into tears, "Song Guanshu, you are really the best person in the world."
Song Guanshu raised his eyes slightly, "Better than Tong Wanyue and Xie Lang?"
"Of course." Jiang Ling said without hesitation, "How can they compare with you?"
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