It took me a long time to strip myself clean, and then transferring from the chair to the bathtub became another problem.
Song Chen was right. It was all because of her pretentiousness. They were an old couple, so there was no point in being shy. The man knew her every inch of her body better than she did.
He was so angry that he used all his strength to sit in the basin. Not only did water splash all over the floor, but he also almost fell down.
"Are you okay?" Song Chen heard the noise outside and knocked on the door and asked.
Lin Lu replied: "It's okay."
I almost drowned.
I hadn't taken a shower for a few days and was covered in sweat. Finally, I got wet.
The shower was running, Lin Lu washed her hair first, and then rubbed herself clean from neck to legs.
When Lin Lu was about to get out of the water, he found that he had no strength left and could not stand up even with the help of things around him.
He put on his clothes, tied a knot around his waist, and called out dejectedly for people outside to come in and help.
Without saying a word, Song Chen performed the same actions to take care of her that he had done thousands of times. His movements were very smooth. He held her waist with one hand and lifted her up, and with the other hand he wrapped the bath towel around her lower body, then carried her to the bed.
Her hair was still dripping with water. After putting Lin Lu on the bed, he went back to the bathroom, got a dry towel, and wiped her hair skillfully.
Lin Lu suddenly became curious: "How did you wash my hair when I was unconscious before?"
Song Chen: "Just throw it into the water."
Lin Lu used to love beauty very much. Her two braids were black and long. In order to make it easier to manage her, Li Xianglian cut them to her shoulders so that she could still tie them up.
After Song Chen wiped it carefully for a few minutes, it was half dry.
"Okay."
"Thank you." Lin Lu enjoyed Xiao Chenzi's service and was in a very good mood. There was no sincerity in her thanks.
Song Chen put the towel back into the bathroom, tidied it up, and then changed into the new clothes that Lin Lu had picked for him today.
He first put on a set of overalls and a black shirt, which looked very work-friendly.
"How is it?" He came out and walked in front of Lin Lu and turned around twice.
Lin Lu was flipping through a book and looked up when he heard this.
This guy is tall and has long legs, he is just like a clothes rack, but this set of clothes makes him look like a fashion blockbuster.
She was not stingy with her praise and gave a thumbs up in a serious manner: "Very handsome."
Song Chen raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
I've never worn such nice clothes before, so I feel a little unnatural.
Lin Lu: "Are you stunned by your own handsomeness when you look in the mirror?"
Song Chen: "Be more serious."
"You're really handsome. Change into another suit." Lin Lu suddenly wanted to see him in a suit, but he didn't have one.
Song Chen put on the remaining two pairs of shoes and asked Lin Lu to comment on them.
She could only say that different clothes and different styles were interpreted by this person to the fullest extent, making people unable to take their eyes off him.
Song Chen is also a reserved person. He complains that Lin Lu is not serious and is perfunctory with him.
But he was so fascinated by her praise that he lost his mind and his mouth was stretched to his ears.
Finally, he coughed lightly and said, "Those pants are a little small."
Lin Lu looked at the three pairs of pants he was wearing and shook his head: "They are not too small, they fit well."
Song Chen: "It's not this one, it's the black pair of shorts."
I see. "Oh, that's a gift. If it's small, you can give it to Lin Jingbei."
Song Chen bargained: "Then buy me another one someday."
Well……
"Didn't you buy several today?"
Song Chen: "That's different."
Let’s treat each matter separately.
Lin Lu's answer was full of scumbag flavor: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
Song Chen: "You have no conscience. Who washes your feet? Who wipes your hair? Who takes care of you from head to toe?"
The book Lin Lu had just put down was put down again. "I will definitely buy it for you, okay?"
What's wrong.
It's not her money.
"Okay, go to bed." Song Chen took her book and turned off the main light above her head.
Lin Lu lay down and slept in a very proper posture.
Song Chen walked to the other side, lifted the quilt, got into bed, and then turned off the bedside lamp.
Darkness instantly filled my vision.
Song Chen was happy today, so he wanted to chat with her before going to bed.
After adjusting the pillow, he slowly said, "Do you hate Lin Jingbei?"
A basin of dirty water was poured over his head, leaving Lin Lu speechless.
"Why do you say that?"
Song Chen was not just talking nonsense. He had been observing for a few days and found that both mother and son had problems.
To be honest: "You haven't even started talking to him."
He dared to easily tell his son that he only had one mother and that he should get out if he didn't recognize him, because he was sure that his son would not really abandon his mother, let alone get out.
When he came to Lin Lu, he didn't dare to say anything harsh.
No confidence.
No courage.
If your wife really runs away, you won’t be able to get her back.
Lin Lu had no idea of his complex thoughts and said calmly, "I never raised him. It's normal for him not to like me. I'm not the kind of person who would go out of my way to make things difficult for myself."
Song Chen was in a dilemma as he was caught between the mother and son who both had the same bad temper.
Both are good people
Neither of them wanted to make trouble.
It seems that he is the only one who is shameless. After coaxing one person and that person, he also has to do the job of mediation in between.
"The grace of life is greater than heaven. You have owed him a great debt of gratitude. I have already told him that he will provide for us in our old age."
Lin Lu didn't think that far ahead, and she disagreed with the idea of raising children to provide for one's old age.
"When I get old, I'll live in a nursing home by myself and he won't have to take care of me."
The premise is that she can make a lot of money before that.
Song Chen turned over and asked, "Are all the people in Kyoto like this?"
Lin Lu: "I'm just being pretentious."
Well……
In the dark night, with the moonlight shining in, he could see the outline of her cheek and her self-deprecating expression. Song Chen smiled suddenly, his voice clear and crisp.
"That's really hypocritical. Why would you go to a nursing home instead of staying at home?"
Lin Lu joked: "I've never raised him before, and I'm afraid he'll pull out my oxygen tube."
Song Chen: "Then do you know you are wrong?"
Lin Lu thought about this problem carefully.
Am I wrong?
She doesn't know.
From her perspective at the time, this was the only way to save herself. She had studied for more than ten years and was determined to get into the best university in the country. How could she be willing to be held back by her child?
Leaving is her best choice, otherwise she will not be able to live in harmony with her parents.
In this game with his parents, the biggest victim is indeed Lin Jingbei.
The experience of growing up neglected by his mother seemed to have become a scar on his childhood.
She was too young at that time and thought that by having a child, her mission would be accomplished, her parents would no longer force her, and she would be able to repay her parents for raising her. However, she did not expect things to turn to the other extreme.
But, “I think I’m right.”
This is her determination towards herself during those years.
And, "I'll be a little more enthusiastic towards him next time."
Song Chen was thankful that she was willing to take a step back.
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