MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 23

"Otherwise, buy some vitamins. You can replenish energy after a fever." Mingshuang looked at Baidu, added products to her shopping cart, and asked Jiang Huai's opinion, "Do you like sweets?"

She always felt that the living conditions here were too simple, and she didn't understand how Jiang Huai could live in this house calmly.

When the time comes, leave the address of Jiang Huai's house and deliver it directly to your door.

She has no concept of money. Anyway, she wants to spend it how she wants to spend it and how to be happy. When Mingshuang likes a person, she is never stingy in expressing herself, and likes to give her all to be kind to that person.

It seems that he has some kind of meaning to treat him as a seriously ill patient.

"No." Jiang Huai stopped, reaching out and holding her fingers. Mingshuang stared at his hand covering his fingers with big eyes, his face flushed slightly and he let go.

"Almost all right," he said hoarsely.

Jiang Huai would not let her take care of him. After taking a bath, taking medicine, and ingesting some food, he felt much more comfortable in his body. The main reason is that most of the knots in the heart have been untied, and the body temperature has begun to drop.

In fact, since he was a child, he was a child who did not need much care from adults, and was very capable of taking care of himself. Children are always sensitive, especially him. Everyone has their own children. Who would have any sincerity towards a child from someone else's family or from his background.

It's been a long time, and I've been living like this, and suddenly someone approached - especially this object is still her, which made him feel unfamiliar and stiff, and he didn't know how to react. It wasn't that he didn't like it. treat.

Mingshuang saw that he was indeed not as pale as before.

"Then I'll go first." Mingshuang said, "You have a good rest and recover soon."

The black Mercedes stopped downstairs in the moonlight, and the lights flickered, reminding Mingshuang to go home. The rain started pouring down again at some point.

Mingshuang looked back in the back seat of his car, and saw the resident downstairs, the slender figure of the young man was shrouded in the night, and he didn't go upstairs until she disappeared.

She had no dreams all night, and the next day was the weekend. Mingshuang woke up early and didn't want to get up in bed. She fished out the plush little flying dragon on the side and held it in her arms. It felt good in the hand, fluffy and soft. .

"When will your master be like you." Mingshuang pinched the little flying dragon's wings lightly, picked it up again, and gently kissed the little dragon's head.

If you want to let her get close, you can pinch and flatten it like this.

She was in a good mood. After washing, she lay back on the bed, took out her mobile phone, and couldn't help sending WeChat to Jiang Huai.

Sixteen Yuan: [Do you feel better today? 】

Jiang Huai's reply came quickly: [It's much better. 】

His speech is no longer as succinct as before. In the past, he cherished words like gold, and when he spoke, he jumped out one word at a time. It was difficult for Mingshuang to listen to his voice more.

Sixteen Yuan: [By the way, I have a few questions that I can't understand. When you are well, can you tell me about it]

Because Mingshuang wanted to study, Ming Licheng immediately found a tutor for her, but Mingshuang felt that Jiang Huai was comfortable listening to her make-up lessons before, mainly because Jiang Huai was beautiful, had a good voice, and was very tolerant of troubles. Few, but his language skills are not weak, and his lectures are logically clear and coherent.

Jiang Huai replied: [You can do it now. 】

Sixteen Yuan: [! 】

She rolled over from the bed and got out of bed, ran to the desk, slammed out her five or three, and took out a pen at random to set up her posture.

Sixteen Yuan: [Can you make a video? I'm too lazy to take pictures, so I'll show you directly. 】

Before Jiang Huai agreed, Mingshuang had already called.

After a while, he actually took the video.

It wasn't that Mingshuang didn't send Jiang Huai a video before, but Jiang Huai never answered.

The screen is switched on, and the background is obviously the bedroom. She is even sitting on the bed, wearing a fluffy white flower bud nightdress. The calf exposed under the skirt is as white as jade, and her hair is not combed. It's a small soft ball, with a pale face with pale skin, as beautiful as a doll.

Mingshuang's skeleton is actually very small, and it seems to be soft in every part. Yesterday, he practiced himself and was more sure of this.

The tip of the boy's ears turned red involuntarily.

It was also the first time that Jiang Huai saw a girl's bedroom in this way.

He wanted to hang up like a conditioned reflex, but before he could put his hand down, he saw that Mingshuang was already sitting back on the bed with the book excitedly.

She sat cross-legged, her voice soft and tender, but she couldn't refute, "Jiang Huai, tell me about this."

He tried his best to restrain his gaze and focus all his energy on her subject.

Jiang Huai is indeed much better. Mingshuang noticed that the background on his side seemed to be a breakfast restaurant, which was a bit noisy. Jiang Huai wore headphones and walked under the tree outside, and just now calmed down, and could vaguely hear the traffic behind him. Horn sound.

"You get up so early." Mingshuang asked, "Don't you take a break at home?"

It only burned to more than 38 degrees last night, but it was a night away. Mingshuang used to be ill and would not go to school for half a month.

Jiang Huai said, "There are part-time jobs."

His schedule is full, and he doesn't feel weak enough to take a special time off to rest at home.

Mingshuang counted the numbers and suddenly felt a little absent-minded.

She knew Jiang Huai's family background. Eldest Miss had never worried about money before, and so did all her friends and relatives.

There was a knock on the door of Mingshuang.

Li Yan came to ask her to have breakfast. Mingshuang often wakes up late on weekends. At this time, Li Yan will save her share and send it to Mingshuang's bedroom upstairs. Mingshuang's bedroom has a small balcony for afternoon drinks. Table table for tea.

"Come in." She heard Mingshuang's voice.

"I'm studying, just leave it here." Mingshuang said, "Thank you Aunt Li."

Li Yan tiptoed out the door and saw her sitting in front of the tablet. The face of a beautiful young man seemed to be on the opposite side, but the picture flashed by and she didn't see it too clearly.

Ming Licheng was in the living room. He had just returned from practice in the morning and was still wearing sportswear.

Li Yan went downstairs and said to him with a smile, "Shuangshuang is up, she is studying early in the morning."

Ming Licheng was deeply surprised.

Gu Wanning was sitting in the living room drinking tea, seemingly casually saying, "Shuangshuang has made great progress after transferring to another school. Sure enough, the environment affects people. This decision is the right decision."

Ming Licheng is obviously in a good mood, "I don't know how long she can hold on."

"The bursary thing I mentioned earlier." He explained to Lin Chongzhi, "You will do this in October."

The Ambition Mingyuan Scholarship set up by Ming Licheng covers all schools in Dancheng, from middle school to university.

The Ming family is a scholarly family. The earlier generations were the earliest overseas students in Tancheng. Mingshuang's great-grandfather was a famous scholar who studied engine materials. Mingshuang's grandfather was a math professor at Dancheng University and a venture capital expert. Ming Licheng himself There are also PhDs in physics from prestigious schools.

The Ming family began to turn to the business world completely from the generation of Ming Licheng, but the next generation of children are still very highly educated.

Mingshuang is the only exception, because she is young and the only girl in her generation. Ming Licheng had little control over her when she was a child. Later, she always thought that the child was still young and ignorant, so she gradually developed her. An unruly character.

"She's actually very smart," Ming Licheng said.

When Yu Yin was still alive in the past, Mingshuang had good grades, especially in mathematics. Later, after Yu Yin passed away, he remarried, Mingshuang's studies began to plummet, and his personality became more and more eccentric.

He himself doesn't know his daughter, so for so many years, it seems that he has to waste his talents in order to fight against him.

Ming Licheng closed his eyes and rested, while Lin Chongzhi read him tomorrow's work schedule.

"I have a meeting with Mr. Jiang this afternoon." Lin Chongzhi said, "Talk about Shenghua Investment."

The Jiang family is in the financial industry in Tancheng. Ming Licheng's business needs a lot of investment, and the relationship with the Jiang family naturally needs to be cleared.

Gu Wanning has been reading magazines. She and Bai Qing just came back from a beauty treatment together yesterday. During this time, Ming Licheng's career development and Jiang's family got on the line, and Gu Wanning and Bai Qing's contacts also increased naturally.

"She has a pretty good impression of Shuangshuang." Gu Wanning smiled softly, "She said a lot of good things."

"The Jiang family is just such a child." Gu Wanning gently massaged Ming Licheng's temples.

Jiang Chengting's body has been ill. The Jiang family is very talented, but it seems that they also have ancestral frailty genes. They all have short lifespans. Jiang Chengting's eldest brother, Jiang Chengwan, died of illness at the age of fifty, suffering from severe Asperger's syndrome before his death.

Jiang Rucong is a cripple, and has a strange and withdrawn personality. He is locked in a room alone all year round, obsessed with carpentry, and Jiang Qianzhang is the only one left.

Jiang Qianzhang was slightly older than Mingshuang, very healthy, and his appearance and age were exactly matched.

"But Lu Cuo is also good." Gu Wanning looked at Ming Licheng's expression and smiled again, "Anyway, Shuangshuang is still young, so there is no rush."

…

In October, the weather starts to get cooler.

Tanfu's Autumn Games are just around the corner.

Liu Bingru, the sports committee member of the class, was beating gongs and drums to count the number of people participating. "Everyone, if you have nothing to do, please register more names. Our class will not have enough participants."

Liu Bingru has grown a big man, but he is very weak, and his face is red when he shouts.

"The monthly exam is coming soon, don't look for me."

"Can't run, farewell."

Liu Bingru asked grandpa to tell grandma one by one, but the report has not been filled yet.

"I broke my knee a few days ago." Ruan Yangfan also refused, "I can't participate for the time being."

"Or do you ask the monitor?" Ruan Yangfan turned his head and saw Jiang Huai beside him.

"Monitor, are you going?" Liu Bingru's eyes lit up, "Just sign up for any project."

One of the boys in the class has signed up for several physical fitness courses, and people are not iron-clad. One person can participate in at most three events.

Jiang Huai put away the textbook and did not agree immediately. Mingshuang happened to be returning from outside the classroom with Chen Xuan.

"Are you looking for someone?"

"That's right, whether you girls report it or not." Liu Bingru, like catching a strong man, asked everyone when he caught him, "Mingshuang, do you want to report one? There are still 800 meters, 3000 meters..."

"Then you might as well just let me die sooner." Mingshuang laughed, her eyes crooked.

Mingshuang didn't like to move at all. In addition, she was weak when she was a child and suffered from a serious illness. Later, when she grew up, Ming Licheng didn't force her to do any exercise. She occasionally practiced yoga at home and took a walk. She grew up with a lot of pets, and she was so petite that she basically never suffered any bumps.

Chen Xuan shook his head like a rattle, "I can't do it either."

"Squad leader." Liu Bingru could only look at Jiang Huai again for help.

"…"

Jiang Huai's expression was light, "You report it."

"That's great, thank you, thank you." Liu Bingru finally completed the task, hurriedly wrote Jiang Huai's name, and went back to his seat to endorse it.

They are all in their third year of high school, and everyone is busy with their own business. Who wants to waste time and energy on this kind of thing.

Mingshuang did not leave immediately.

Seeing Ruan Yangfan leaving the seat, she stood on tiptoe and approached Jiang Huai's ear.

"Brother, can you run?" There was a smile in the girl's voice, with a volume that only the two of them could hear, "Can you do it physically?"

In fact, she didn't blame her for saying that, Jiang Huai looked like a cold beauty. Before, because of a headache, she urged him to go to the hospital once. The second time was when he had a high fever on his eighteenth birthday. Jiang Huai had been sick several times since he was a child. out of this problem.

Jiang Huai pursed her lips and glanced at her lightly, still her quiet appearance.

The sports meeting is coming soon.

Mingshuang likes to join in the fun. Although she doesn't run away, she and Chen Xuan watch the fun.

By the way, I also broadcast live to Xu Duanduan; [Look at our handsome Tan Fu. 】

Xu Duanduan replied quickly: [yue, why did you defect after transferring to another school for a few months? 】

Then the next sentence: [What about the handsome guy? Stream it to me now. 】

Mingshuang turned to look at Chen Xuan, "Introduce me to a few."

She shook her phone, "Open eyes to my friends."

Chen Xuan, "Our signature school grass has been sitting at the same table with you for a while."

Mingshuang said in a flat tone, "...he doesn't count." She privately classified Jiang Huai as her own early on, and she seldom mentioned him to others.

The two passed by the high jump and saw a lot of girls around.

"That handsome guy is from the sports class." Chen Xuan said, "It's really good."

Mingshuang's eyes were high, and she glanced at it. The boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was indeed a handsome guy, but maybe because of the beautiful face of Jiang Huai recently, her eyes were raised again.

She wanted to say these few words, but she happened to see Jiang Huai walking by out of the corner of her eyes, and she could not say it, and instantly became "so handsome!"

"But there is no squad leader." Chen Xuan said, "By the way, I want to see if the squad leader also has a project today."

Mingshuang coughed, "It's nothing to see."

"Why is there nothing to look at?" Chen Xuan was very excited, "You don't know, many people in our school liked him before, and he was a dream lover."

Mingshuang drank water and almost coughed out, and asked half-truth, "Really? I didn't see many people approaching him."

"Because there is no hope anyway, and Bingmei is ignorant." Chen Xuan shrugged and asked in a low voice, "But... Did he take notes for you before?"

Jiang Huai rarely does anything special to people, and Chen Xuan's words are not without admiration, "It's good." It's good to have money, and you can ask Jiang Huai to make up lessons one-on-one.

Mingshuang was silent.

Where just made notes.

She had already seen Jiang Huai's blushing, angry, and emotional appearance in private.

When the two arrived, there was a sea of ​​people over there, surrounded by many people.

Jiang Huai used to be famous in Tanfu, but because of his good grades and good looks, he rarely participated in these extracurricular activities. Therefore, I don't know who went out to promote it, and many people came, even many strange girls. There are even some little girls in the second and first year of high school.

Mingshuang didn't like crowding with people, so she didn't rush in to see it.

After they finished running, she walked slowly towards the finish line.

After running one kilometer, Jiang Huai didn't look very embarrassed, just sweated a little, and his usually pale complexion appeared bloody.

"Water." Wu Qingmiao, the person in charge of the logistics department, immediately brought him a bottle, and unscrewed the bottle cap intimately, "Do you want water?"

Jiang Huai didn't answer, just shook his head. Yang Gu immediately took it and drank it, "Thank you, thank you."

Wu Qingmiao pursed her lips tightly, but Jiang Huai was still the same. He won't deliberately take down people's face, and he won't embarrass people, but at the same time, he is still so inaccessible that he won't give you any ambiguous illusion because of his politeness.

Mingshuang drank water under the umbrella and looked at this side with a smile, but she didn't mean to come.

"No. 1." She got closer, raised her face to look at him, "Brother, you're fine."

The voice was sweet, but the tone became more and more strange, with a bit of yin and yang meaning.

Jiang Huai stopped, in a place not too far from her.

His forehead was slightly wet with sweat, the blood on his face had not yet faded, and a few buttons were unbuttoned at the collar of his school uniform.

Mingshuang didn't care so much, she stretched out her hand and pulled him and walked out of the crowd.

Jiang Huai didn't exert any strength and let Mingshuang pull.

Behind the playground is a sloping field with a lot of camphor trees, and next door is the herb yard planted by Tanfu Medical College.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Mingshuang said, "Aren't you thirsty after running?"

The boy's dark eyes looked at her, "thirsty." But he didn't answer why he didn't answer.

Mingshuang, "…"

"You don't drink water when you are thirsty?" she said. "Want to die of thirst?"

"Would you like it?" she asked, "but if you want to screw it yourself, I can't screw it."

He unscrewed the bottle cap, lowered his eyes, took a few sips, and looked obedient and quiet.

Mingshuang frowned, "I drank it."

Seeing that he almost choked, the girl's blushing lips curved, and her expression brightened completely.

Many times, she really wanted to hide Jiang Huai, put it in a place that only she could see, and do whatever she wanted to him.

Under the sun, Mingshuang watched him drink water, and the more he watched, the more he liked it.

"You lower." Mingshuang told him to bow his head. The eldest lady is in a good mood today and is willing to provide special service and wipe his sweat.

Seeing those little hands approaching, Jiang Huai took a step back, but the conditioned reflex was normal.

Mingshuang's eyes widened, "Jiang Huai, what do you mean?" Her mood showed on her face.

"Dirty." After a while, he said in a low voice.

Mingshuang has always known that Jiang Huai has some cleanliness, but she doesn't understand the reason or how serious it is.

His voice was a little hoarse, "It will stain you."

Since childhood, his biggest knot is this, feeling that he is different from others. He had always remembered the dirty water that had been splashed and the swear words scolded, and the turbulent sojourn life after that had made this situation even more serious. He was reluctant to speak, to approach anyone, and to wrap himself tightly.

"It doesn't matter." Mingshuang said, "Brother, you and I are willing."

Her fingers were white and clean, warm, bright and proud.

Jiang Huai's ears were flushed, and she remained motionless, letting her gently stroke her cheek.

The author says:

In fact, Xiaohuai and Fifteen have poor body shapes. Xiaohuai can completely hold Fifteen in her arms, and the princess can easily do it.

But that doesn't affect him, he can't play fifteen at all.

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