Okay? ^_^
Ah Heng was speechless. How could she be so stupid? She pinched Yan hope's cheek—the little bit of baby fat she had painstakingly regained—and said, "Is it you... okay...?"
Hello, who are you? ^_^
I was wrong, how are you? TOT
I was wrong, okay? ^_^
You pig!!!
Pig, you^_^
Ah Heng burst into tears and said in Chinese, "Go away, I don't want you anymore. Tomorrow I'll throw you into the recycling bin, you foreign trash."
What is foreign garbage?
It's just some useless stuff imported from abroad.
= =. What did you say? I'm deaf, I can't hear you.
Ah Heng, ptooey! Only now do you admit you're deaf. Normally, if I say something bad about you to the landlady, you'll prick up your ears and glare at me while watching cartoons with Ys.
^_^, I can't hear you.
Ah Heng = =, helplessly, gently reached out, grasped his hand, placed it on her throat, and said slowly and deliberately in French, "You... okay...?"
Yan hope's hand was cold, but he felt the warmth trembling slightly. He swallowed hard, looked up at the sky, and said, "Aheng, I want to kiss you."
Ah Heng bit the bedsheet, went berserk, "Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay... Wait... What did you just say... What are you thinking?"
Yan hope's eyes crinkled into a smile as he gently kissed her brow, eyes, cheeks, and the corners of her lips. Finally, he moved to her lips, his kiss tender and lingering, saying, "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, darling."
Chapter 105
Chapter 105
Yan hope persisted in practicing walking, but the effect was not good. As winter approached, the poor blood circulation in his legs and feet became increasingly severe, and they were often ice cold. Aheng didn't show anything on her face, but at night she would always read medical books while warming Yan Xi's legs in her arms before she dared to sleep.
When Yan hope is with A Heng, he always acts like a child. When she asked him to give her his legs, he not only wrapped them in the cool blanket, but also tucked his head under the blanket, turning his back to A Heng and saying how warm it was O(∩_∩)O.
Ah Heng pulled back his blanket, his face dark, and said, "Do you want to be a cripple for the rest of your life?"
Yan hope looked at her with his big, dark, silent eyes.
Ah Heng tried to move his leg, but accidentally touched a protruding part. Embarrassed, his fingers hesitated for a moment, then he let go, annoyed—Yan hope, you scoundrel.
Yan hope gritted his teeth, furious and embarrassed, "Miss Wen, I'm twenty-six this year, not six!"
Ah Heng = =, do you need me to go out? You, cough, take care of it yourself.
Yan Xi pulled up the blanket, gently closed her eyes, and said, "No need, just don't touch me."
Aheng was even more embarrassed. In the light of the desk lamp, she looked at the large blush that had risen on Yan Xi's fair face and gently poked him—"Are you in a lot of pain? Medically speaking, that...that corpus cavernosum, although the blood can return on its own, it seems...it's not very healthy..."
Yan hope twitched. "Didn't I tell you not to touch me? Go back to sleep."
Goodnight, Ah Heng.
She turned off the lamp, and in the darkness, looking at the damp, dilapidated ceiling, she thought for a moment and said softly, "How about we get married?"
Yan Xi's mind was filled with the faint scent of pine on Aheng's skin. He gently lifted his left foot, but a sharp pain shot through him. His forehead was covered in sweat. He clenched his fist, then let it fall onto the pillow, and smiled slightly—before the wedding, the groom has to carry the bride to the wedding car. Can I do that?
She stared quietly at the ceiling, then chuckled. "So, are you indirectly telling me I'm too fat?"
He said, "Ah Heng, when I used to drink at bars..."
Ah Heng interrupted, "Cough, when, when did you go to the bar behind my back again? = =."
He said, the key point is that someone told me that the Earth we live on, the Earth that often starves many people, has this function: if you keep bothering it, telling it your wishes every second, this planet—well, I've only heard of it—hears you and it might grant your wish.
Ah Heng asked, "What is your wish?"
Yan hope cough, I wish my wife's breasts were a little bigger.
*& %￥#, how big are your breasts to dare ask me for that? TOT
Well, I just wanted to discuss it with it (*^__^*)
Oh, I hope your wish comes true = =.
What about you? Did you make a wish upon that ball? What was your wish?
I wish I could go back to 26 years ago ^_^.
Then what.
Then I'll steal a big-eyed kid, tell him I'm his mother, and raise him. I won't allow him to be picky about food, to act spoiled, or to bully anyone. And I'll definitely tell him that if he dares to approach a mother and son surnamed Lu, I'll break his legs...
Oh, I hope your wish comes true too = =.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
She said, "I have one more wish, can I tell you?"
He said that ball was listening... (Earth: Pshaw, who wants to listen? Damn it, it's so late at night, can't a person get any sleep? This is never going to end = =.)
Ah Heng closed her eyes, clutched the blanket, and blushed. She said a string of words, "Although I didn't really want to hear it, I've never heard you say that before, so could you please say 'I like you'?"
Yan Xi, haha, the earth doesn't like you at all! You're always so willful, always so silly, always trying to kill me with ribs, and besides, your chest is so small...
Ah Heng = =, Yan hope, let me tell you, I can't get along with you anymore...
Yan hope said, "You can't blame me. I don't feel anything; I can't explain it..."
Ah Heng smiled and said, "Really?" Then she kissed his lips, casually biting them with her teeth.
Yan hope froze, utterly devastated. How little do you treat me, not like a man at all…
Ah Heng smiled and said, "Okay, goodnight kiss, go to sleep."
Yan hope was furious. "Sleep time! My little brother's awake again! Don't sleep! Talk to me!!!"
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Although, as Ah Heng said, the bacteria in the lab multiplied a little faster than before three days after her argument with Edward, it didn't attract anyone's attention. This was still within the normal range of the experimental results and was quickly contained.
For the next two weeks, the experiments went well, with the ability of the bacteria to reproduce and divide decreasing at a rate of four times, which greatly encouraged the laboratory.
After get off work, Edward looked at Ah Heng, cornered her against the wall, and said mockingly, "Woman, where are your sharp teeth and sharp tongue?"
Ah Heng quickly pushed him away by a hand's width, but still couldn't stop him and started sneezing—Edward, although you are dissatisfied with me, there is no need to murder me with perfume.
Edward's eyes were a deep blue. He lifted Ah Heng's chin and spoke in a low voice, like a lover's whisper. He smiled and said, "Wenny, tell me, what should I do with that paper of yours that you wrote to gain attention and disrupt morale?"
Ah Heng slapped his hand away and smiled—Edward, why not wait a few more days?
Edward sneered, "I've tolerated your nonsense for half a month. Do you think I'd still consider what you say?"
Ah Heng squinted. "Whatever I say now, you'll be so caught up in a momentary, no, a temporary victory that you won't hear anything else. My paper has already made it clear that there will be misleading, false conclusions before the second adverse consequence appears. Everything is premature."
A flicker of interest crossed Edward's beautiful blue eyes—are all Chinese women as obsessed with saving face as you? How adorable. Hey, woman, how about being my girlfriend? I haven't yet explored the world of Eastern women.
Ah Heng was speechless, bowing repeatedly. "Thank you, team leader, thank you for taking a liking to me, for taking a liking to a Chinese woman. Thank you, thank you. Although I feel bad, I have a fiancé, so I'm sorry = =."
Edward raised an eyebrow. "Really? How about we make a bet?"
Ah Heng, take three steps back. You speak.
Edward shrugged. "It's nothing. If your paper's conclusions are correct, I'll accept any experimental topics you propose afterward and provide all the funding. If your conclusions are wrong, be my sexual partner. Well, I won't be responsible, and you won't have to betray your fiancé. How about that?"
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Yan Xi was only halfway through painting the mural, and he often got his clothes very dirty. Aheng knew that he liked to wear pink T-shirts, so she went to the market and bought a whole bag of twelve. She told him to wear them as he pleased, and if they got dirty, she would try to wash them. If they couldn't be washed clean, she would throw them away.
Yan hope and Yi Su wandered through the alleyways, becoming very familiar with their neighbors.
They liked to call Yan hope "pink shirt," and Yan hope, feeling embarrassed, would say, "pink shirt, Aheng bought it."
Everyone in the alley, young and old, knew that the pink shirt belonged to Ah Heng.
The church murals need to be completed before Christmas, and the church will hold a mass on Christmas Eve to prepare for the unveiling of the new murals.
Normally, the choir children would come to the church to rehearse. When they got tired of singing, they would sit in a row and watch Yan hope draw.
They liked Yan hope and explained Christian doctrines to him, telling him that if he believed in the church, he would receive God's blessing and live a good life.
Yan hope muttered in Chinese, "Am I living under a curse?"
He looked up at the image of the Virgin Mary he had painted, and his eyes crinkled into a smile.
They said, "Look, pink shirt, deep down you still admire Maria's gentleness and beauty, don't you?" This is the beginning of a belief.
Yan hope laughed loudly, "Yes, this is my belief."
Then, as everyone looked at her more and more, they realized something was off. This time, Maria looked so much like someone... like...
Only little Yisu was holding his head in confusion, saying, "It's Maria, it's Maria, not Wenny, definitely not Wenny."
Ah Heng sneezed in the lounge, checked her watch—4:15—and just as she stood up to make a phone call, she saw Edward striding towards her in a white coat.
He gripped Ah Heng's wrist, sweat beading on his eyelashes—"Shit, tell me, what's wrong with the lab? Why are the bacteria multiplying a hundred times faster than before? Tell me, Wenny!!!"
His muscles were tense, and his blue eyes, no longer alluring as when he flirted with women, had become extremely serious.
Ah Heng rushed to the laboratory, where his colleagues were already in chaos, trying different agents to stop the bacteria from growing at an alarming rate.
She walked to her lab bench, observed the samples under the microscope for a while, then turned to Edward and said calmly, "Are you going to continue? The next adverse reaction will be two hundred times worse than this one. Edward, you'll be held responsible for your stupidity before the institute packs us all up."
Edward gritted his teeth and shouted, "Shut up!!" He stretched out his arms and quickly addressed the crowd in English, "I will take responsibility for my problems. Now, stop all experiments immediately."
Ah Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief. In a secluded corner, she wiped her sweat and made a phone call to Mr. Li before she could calm down.
Although she spoke with certainty, it was all just speculation. This time, although she won, she took too big a risk.
The next day, Edward wrote an experimental evaluation report, called for the experiment to be stopped, and submitted it along with a self-criticism written in both French and English.
Ah Heng and her colleagues were summoned by higher-ups, reprimanded, and fined a month's salary before being released.
I heard that Edward was fined a year's salary.
She went to the vending machine to get her coffee, and Edward walked over expressionlessly. He said, "I lost. You can suggest the experimental topics you want."