Chapter 423

At that time, she promised to go abroad with song Jiangcheng, holding that she must cure his leg. If song Jiangcheng really can't cure his leg in his life, she will accompany her all her life and be his leg.

When the voice to song Jiangcheng cup and add hot water, smile to see him: "you can read books again, I will go to cook now, in a moment can eat."

Song Jiangcheng gently nodded: "good, hard you."

Looking at the busy voice figure in the kitchen, song Jiangcheng's heart is very satisfied, just like drinking a cup of hot milk tea in winter, warm and sweet.

Song Jiangcheng dreams that one day he will live in the same room with Shiyin. Every minute in the air is filled with the breath of Shiyin.

She smiles, she sleeps, she is quiet, she is happy.

Song Jiangcheng wants to keep every expression and every action of his voice in his memory.

At the moment, life is like a dream, without the interference of other people, without the chaotic news and noisy personnel, there are only two of them.

The years are quiet and the world is safe.

"Oh..."

Suddenly there was a scream from the kitchen. Song Jiangcheng pulled out of his mind and looked anxiously at the direction of the kitchen. Subconsciously, he wanted to stand up and look at his voice.

"What's the matter, Yinyin? What's the matter?"

However, he forgot that his legs could not stand up any more, and he fell down from the sofa with a plop as soon as he tried.

When the voice was originally cut vegetables accidentally cut hand, is chagrined to put the finger under the tap to flush, heard a loud noise from the living room.

She ran out in a hurry and saw that song Jiangcheng fell on the ground in some confusion and looked at her nervously.

"Jiangcheng, how did you fall?"

She quickly ran over to help Songjiang city up, but song Jiangcheng was more worried about her: "are you ok? I just heard your scream. What's wrong with you? Is it hot or injured? "

When the voice is anxious to help him, song Jiangcheng is anxious to see if the voice is injured. Two people are caught off guard, and their heads bump into each other with a Gudong sound.

There was a pause for a few seconds, and they both laughed.

"I'm ok. I just accidentally cut my hand and it's not bleeding." When the voice of the finger in front of song Jiangcheng shaking: "I'll stick a band aid can."

Song Jiangcheng this just rest assured: "that is good, you hurry to deal with the wound, do not touch the water again."

"No, I'll help you up first." When the voice lifted song Jiangcheng's arm and put it on his shoulder, he put his body up from the ground.

However, although song Jiangcheng's figure is very thin, but after all, he is a man of 1.8 meters. It is not easy to support his weight when his voice wants to support him.

When he helped song Jiangcheng to the sofa and sat down again, his voice was already panting and his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Song Jiangcheng painfully wiped off her sweat, some remorse: "I'm sorry, if my legs were good earlier, I won't let you work so hard."

Although the present life is very sweet, song Jiangcheng's heart is still very eager to let himself stand up early, so that he can take care of Shiyin, rather than let Shiyin tired to take care of him.

He only wanted to take care of the voice in his hand. How could he be willing to let his voice take care of himself.

However, he was as sick as a mountain and as sick as a thread. In the accident, his leg was stuck in the deformed driver's seat. By the time he was rescued, his blood had been blocked for several hours.

The human body is the most sophisticated and complicated instrument. I don't know which link is wrong. After the trauma is cured, his legs still can't stand, even have no sense.

It's a lie to say that song Jiangcheng is not in a hurry. He said with some chagrin: "I'm useless."

"Don't say that about Jiangcheng. Let's take our time. Don't be impatient, OK?" When the voice gently comforts him.

Settle down on the sofa, when voice continue to fight back to the kitchen, after a while she brought out two plates of breakfast.

Two pieces of toast for each person, ham and eggs and some fruit salad. The meat and vegetable mix is very reasonable, but the toast is a little burnt, and the eggs are not well fried.

"I'm sorry, my cooking has not improved. Even the simple fried eggs are not beautiful enough. You can make do with it."

I can't help it. Her talent seems to be used in music. She's really not good at cooking and cleaning. Every time she goes into the kitchen, she either cuts her hand or makes a paste. It's only after several experiments that she succeeds in baking toast and frying eggs.

"No, I think it's just delicious. Your craftsmanship is great!" Song Jiangcheng was content to eat breakfast on the plate, and felt that there was nothing better than this.

When the voice slightly sweat, but look at the Song Jiang City really do not dislike the appearance, or slightly relieved.When song Jiangcheng's mother was about to leave, she took her sign language center of gravity to ask: "Yinyin, our Jiangcheng will please you. You should take good care of each other."

At that time, her voice was patting her chest to promise that she would take good care of song Jiangcheng. If song Jiangcheng was getting thinner and thinner under her care, how could she tell her parents.

When the doorbell rang, the voice opened the door and saw that the nurse came to clean.

Song Jiangcheng's parents are busy with business, and also want to take the opportunity to cultivate song Jiangcheng's feelings of harmony with the times, so after sending them abroad, his parents did not follow.

Fortunately, the Song family has a house here, and song Jiangcheng's parents have hired a nurse. Their life is not worrying. However, song Jiangcheng doesn't like the nurse living in the world where he is disturbed by his voice. Therefore, the nurse just comes to clean up every other day.

"Jiangcheng, the rain outside has stopped. Can I push you out for a walk?" When the voice looked at the outside of the weather, smile Yingying back to ask for advice from Songjiang city.

Song Jiangcheng has always been fond of Shiyin. If she wants to go out, he will accompany her. What's more, he knows Shiyin is afraid that he will be unhappy when he is stuffy at home all day, so he specially wants to take him out for a breath.

When the voice pushed the wheelchair out, and with the help of the nurse, he helped song Jiangcheng into the wheelchair, carefully covered his knee with a blanket, and pushed him to the park near the community.

In the evening, after a drizzle, the air is very fresh, the leaves are hung with raindrops, printing the brilliance of the sunset, making people relaxed and happy.