Under the Stars of Van Gogh

Qin Ankang was sober now, although he was still in pain, he stopped moaning and said, "Century Garden."

"Where?" Ren Jianing asked again as if he didn't hear it.

Century Garden, one south of the city and one north of the city, takes more than an hour to drive at the fastest.

"If you think it's too far away, you can go to your house." Qin Ankang knew that he thought it was too far away, which shows how desperate and helpless he was when he was about to walk home.

Who is this?

You're welcome, it doesn't count as any relationship, so it's a shame to say such a thing.

Ren Jianing looked at his swollen face, and didn't intend to care about it, who told him to be thick-skinned now.

"Let's take you home." Ren Jianing started the car and tried to drive as smoothly as possible along the way, fearing that the bumps would cause pain in Qin Ankang's wound.

Qin Ankang sat in the back. Although the wound had been treated with medicine and painkillers, it was still painful.

His head was still muddled, but his mind seemed to be clearer. Thinking of the time when Ren Jianing rescued him just now, he couldn't help but sigh that his skills are really good, and he knew that he had practiced at a glance.

How Ren Jianing took care of him later on, he couldn't remember at all.

After arriving at the hospital, I found him guarding my bedside, and suddenly felt warm in my heart. Since childhood, only my parents have treated him so well.

In an instant, all the previous prejudice against Ren Jianing disappeared without a trace, and his image suddenly became taller, like a good person who is better than the Virgin Mary or Lei Feng.

After finally arriving at Century Garden, he dragged and hugged him to the front of Qin Ankang's house.

Fortunately, there is such a thing as an elevator, otherwise he would really have to carry Qin Ankang up to more than 20 floors, and it would have killed him.

Fortunately, Qin Ankang brought the key, otherwise, if they didn't bring the key when they came back after such a hard work, they would really have the heart to kill each other.

The moment he entered the door, Ren Jianing's head grew big.

He really couldn't believe that this messy space was a place where one person lived. On the sofa, on the coffee table, there were almost everywhere things, clothes, newspapers, magazines, snacks, everywhere.

This kind of scene that can only be seen on TV, he did not expect that it really existed in real life.

Qin Ankang was naturally able to see the mess in the room, after all he caused it all by himself, so he felt a little embarrassed, but the friendship of the landlord still had to be fulfilled: "Sit wherever you want."

sit?where to sitWhere is there any spare place to sit?

Ren Jianing basically stepped up his right foot, raised his left foot, avoided many obstacles, and simply tidied up, before he settled Qin Ankang on the sofa. The clock on the wall had already struck ten times.

"drink water?"

"Don't drink."

Ren Jianing stood aside, obviously not wanting to stay for long.

But Qin Ankang didn't want to just let him go, partly because he was injured, and partly because he didn't want to ask him to go, and he didn't know why.

Probably at this time, people's psychology will become more fragile, and they want to rely more on others.

"Are you hungry? How about I cook a bowl of noodles for you?" Qin Ankang thought for a long time, and then came up with this as a reason to keep him.

"You cook for me?" Ren Jianing asked word by word in surprise, Qin Ankang can't even stand upright now, and he still has to cook for him, isn't he talking nonsense?

Qin Ankang also realized that this reason was really untenable and unstable.

I was already like this, and I was talking about cooking for him. Suddenly, my thoughts changed, and I said: "Then I'm hungry, I want to eat, and my appetite hurts from being hungry." After finishing speaking, he had a cooperative expression.

Ren Jianing looked at him with a frown, not knowing if he was really hungry or in pain, or if he was just pretending.

But think about it, basically I haven't eaten for a day.

Hearing what he said, I also felt a little hungry.

What's more, I'm too lazy to go home so late, so why not eat together here.

"Okay. What do you have at home?"

Seeing that Ren Jianing agreed to cook for him, Qin Ankang was overjoyed, but he tried his best to conceal it.Pointing in the direction of the kitchen: "It's in the refrigerator. I don't know what else is there."

"Okay, then sit here and wait." Ren Jianing took off his coat, put it on a corner of the sofa, and walked towards the kitchen.

Qin Ankang sat on the sofa a little bored, and wanted to pack up his things, but who would have thought that his arms were sore and numb, as if he didn't belong to him anymore.

Originally encountering robbery was not a good thing, but for Qin Ankang, it was a blessing in disguise. First, he met Ren Jianing and took his car back home. If he was really asked to walk home, he would not have to go until tomorrow morning; Even though he was beaten violently, he was taken care of by Ren Jianing in every possible way, so he got to know this person more deeply, which is also a good thing.After thinking about it, Qin Ankang really wanted to thank those four robbers.

Qin Ankang was inconvenient, so Ren Jianing tidied up the coffee table and temporarily used it as a dining table.

The food was very simple, using the leftovers that Qin Ankang brought back yesterday to process into four dishes and one soup. Qin Ankang ate very sweetly, and secretly admired Ren Jianing's cooking skills.

"It's delicious, you're good at cooking."

"That's because you're hungry." Ren Jianing didn't buy Qin Ankang's compliment.

Qin Ankang was embarrassed, and changed the subject again: "You are also good at martial arts. Is it Taekwondo?

This time Ren Jianing noticed what he said, stopped eating, and said, "How do you know? Didn't you get beaten so hard that you couldn't open your eyes?"

"I can't open it, but I'm trying to open it." Qin Ankang's nonsense is indeed suitable for being a lawyer.

"Oh. I practiced it in school before. It was an elective course in physical education. Later, I went out to study it myself." Ren Jianing didn't pay attention to his words.

Qin Ankang curled his lips, unable to think of any more topics, and ate quietly obediently.Although the person was eating, his eyes were not honest. He secretly watched Ren Jianing eat, and felt that his movements were very elegant, and even the speed of chewing was very regular.

After eating, Ren Jianing tidied up the kitchen, and then simply tidied up the sundries piled up in the living room, making it look like a personal living place.

Putting down his rolled up sleeves, Ren Jianing was about to leave: "I'm leaving, you take your medicine on time. Pay attention to rest."

"Ah. Are you leaving now?!" Qin Ankang jumped up from the sofa, and fell back with pain from the wound on his leg.

Ren Jianing frowned, pointed and said: "Ah, look, it's almost 11 o'clock. If I don't leave, I'm still staying here with you?!"

"Okay."

In fact, Ren Jianing just said it casually, but Qin Ankang took it seriously.

It's not that Qin Ankang didn't know that he said it casually, but since he said it, it simply went downhill.

Seeing that Ren Jianing didn't speak, Qin Ankang explained: "I mean, you see I'm injured now, I can't take care of myself, and I don't want to trouble my friends. Besides, it's so late, I don't feel at ease if you go back by yourself. There are also people who can help to the end, send the Buddha to the west, you are ashamed to see me at home alone..."

"En." Ren Jianing agreed, firstly because he felt that what he said made sense, and secondly because he wanted to stop his eloquence.He really deserves to be a lawyer, even after being injured like this, his verbal skills are still unabated.

Qin Ankang became happy, with a smile that could not be concealed on his face, and regardless of the pain in his body, he stood up and walked to the bedroom and said, "You live in this guest room. The quilt and everything are new, and..." Looking back, Ren Jianing was staring at the room. to another room.

What Ren Jianing was staring at was a children's room, which contained a bunk bed for children, a writing desk, and some scattered toys. There were stickers of some children's favorite animation characters on the wall.

"My son's room." Qin Ankang said frankly without waiting for Ren Jianing to ask.

"Ah." Son?Return them?Ren Jianing didn't react for a while, and he didn't ask until he looked at Qin Ankang, "Where's your wife?"

"Let's go." Qin Ankang closed the door of the children's room, as if saying casually.

gone?

Ren Jianing didn't understand the meaning of his answer, did he die?Or go out?still……

A series of speculations arise in my heart.

But he and Qin Ankang haven't gotten along well enough to inquire about each other's private affairs, so it's hard to ask.

Strangely, Ren Jianing is not a very curious person, and I don't know why he is so interested in Qin Ankang's affairs.

Seeing Ren Jianing's expression, Qin Ankang knew what he was thinking, hesitated for a while, and said: "Well, we are divorced, and she has gone abroad."

"Oh." Ren Jianing didn't say much after hearing the answer. "Well, do you wash it?"

"What?" Qin Ankang didn't seem to hear clearly.

This person really knows how to play dumb, Ren Jianing was a little embarrassed, as if he was still in a hurry to serve him, "I mean, don't you wash and go to bed? Can I take a bath and go to bed?" At least save a little face for himself.

"Okay." Qin Ankang secretly smiled in his heart, why didn't he know what Ren Jianing meant, he was just afraid that he had heard it wrong for a while. "New towels and supplies are in the cabinets. You'll find them when you look."

When Ren Jianing was about to walk into the bathroom, Qin Ankang yelled, "How about we wash together?"

After shouting, he went back to the bedroom.

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Thanks a lot!bow! ^_^