Dating After Divorce

Chapter 42: (three more)

When Ning Rou came over, Luo Zhen didn't respond.

There was silence in the air.

The water in the basin is very clear, no bubbles can be seen, and the clothes inside should be washed clean.

Ning Rou bit her lip and quickly looked away, unable to say a word.

Luo Zhen put down the clothes in her hand and stood up from the ground, thinking that Pei Yi was also in the hotel, she was not very relieved to let Ning Rou go out of the room alone.

Even if baby Ning is next door.

"Wait for me, I'll take the baby over here."

Still very calm.

Ning Rou nodded, and her face slowly turned red until Luo Zhen left.

Ning Baobao slept soundly, changed to a bed and slept unconsciously.

Seeing the clean pajamas on her daughter's body, Ning Rou immediately guessed that it must be Luo Zhen's help.

Seeing Luo Zhen going to the bathroom, she still said 'thank you' softly.

Luo Zhen shook his head when he heard the sound, lowered his voice a little, and then responded.

"You are a patient."

"I'll turn off the light, you go to bed."

"When the clothes are dry, I'll go next door."

"The tea restaurant has already asked you for leave."

A few words of concern and thoughtfulness made Ning Rou stunned for a few seconds.

She was surprised that Luo Zhen didn't ask about her photo, nor did she blame herself for staying under the hot sun for two hours for a photo.

When she was pulled into the car by Luo Zhen, she clearly saw anger in Luo Zhen's eyes, but now, all those sullen thoughts disappeared.

What happened in between?

She wanted to ask, but didn't dare.

It was at the time of the entanglement that another sentence came from her ear, which immediately made her heart even more chaotic.

"Don't think about work."

"The lady boss said that you usually work hard and never slack off. This time, I'll give you three days off."

"The paid kind."

"In the past few days, take good care of your body and wait for it. I will take you and the baby to the photo studio to take pictures together?"

"As for the previous photo, no matter who the photo is, if you lose it, you will lose it. Don't worry about it anymore, eh?"

"I miss your 'friend', and I don't want you to lose your mind and lose your mind every day just because of a photo."

The so-called paid vacation was naturally negotiated by Luo Zhen with the proprietress in advance.

The purpose is just to let Ning Rou rest in peace.

I have to say that these words are indeed full of delusions to Ning Rou.

Before she could even think about it, she nodded.

Luo Zhen's voice is too gentle; Luo Zhen's words are all about her.

No one can resist, no one can refuse.

Especially after suffering like that in the afternoon.

Ning Rou's nose was a little pantothenic, her arms were hanging down at her waist, and she moved slightly. If there was still some reason left, she would have stretched out her hand and hugged the woman in front of her.

The thoughts in her heart did not show the slightest.

But Luo Zhen saw through her thoughts, as well as the sorrows hidden under her red eyes.

Before she could react, Luo Zhen obeyed her wish, took a step forward, and immediately stretched out his hands and hugged her into his arms.

"You suffered so much outside in the afternoon that you refused to leave. Now you know you're wronged?"

A woman's soft laugh sounded in her ears.

Soon, like the wind, within half a second, it disappeared from my ears.

Ning Rou was embarrassed and dry by the laughter, but obediently did not struggle.

She noticed that Luo Zhen's fingertips were gently brushing between her hair. Before she could feel it well, the fingertips had loosened. Then, this warm embrace that only meant comfort left her.

"Go to bed and rest."

"I promised the baby that she would see her mother when she opened her eyes tomorrow morning."

A gentle urging made Ning Rou's face turn red again.

She didn't answer, but obediently got into the bed.

Seeing her go to bed, Luo Zhen turned off the light in the room, and then went into the bathroom alone.

The three people's clothes were all washed, and it only took ten minutes after they were all dried.

Ning Rou's back was facing the bathroom, holding the sleeping baby Ning in her arms, and she could vaguely hear the subtle footsteps behind her.

The voice of the woman walking was very small and light, but every step she stepped on exactly on the apex of her heart.

At some point, the lights in the bathroom were also turned off.

Ning Rou heard a small sound of closing the door, and the next moment, the whole room fell into complete silence.

Luo Zhen left and went to the next room.

And her heart was instantly empty.

It's like a piece is missing.

Obviously, there is only a wall between Luo Zhen and himself, why is it like the ends of the earth are separated?

Ning Rou couldn't figure it out.

The separation at this time is hundreds of times stronger than the feeling of loss and anxiety brought about by the separation five years ago.

Perhaps it was because she was more dependent on Luo Zhen than before, and even more inseparable from Luo Zhen.

After all, the lost and found baby will be known to cherish.

Ning Rou fell asleep.

Luo Zhen, who was next door, couldn't sleep either.

She became more and more curious about the secret that Ning Rou was carrying.

In the faint, she always felt that there must be some kind of connection between Ning Baobao's life experience and the secret hidden by Ning Rou.

When the two first got married eight years ago, she asked detectives to find out Ning Rou's identity information, but found nothing.

If, before Ning Rou was twenty-four years old, she had never been in contact with society, or even if no one knew of her existence, then would it be possible to explain the detective's original sentence——

"Miss Luo, I'm so sorry, we can't find out anything about Miss Ning's identity information. To be honest, it's the first time I've been in this business for so many years. Miss Ning just came out of nowhere. A person, whether on the Internet or in reality, does not leave any trace of his existence."

Ning Rou's character is quiet and slow, she doesn't like to talk, she doesn't like to communicate, and she doesn't have any hobbies. Before she met her, she was already like a bird that was kept in captivity for a long time.

However, it is not everyone's favorite canary.

Because no canary would be tortured and hurt like that—

The countless pinholes on Ning Rou's arms and the scars left by the operation on the lower abdomen were impossible for a normal person to have.

What's more, Ning Rou is very healthy and does not have any diseases that need treatment.

If you're not sick, you don't need injections.

How those pinholes came about is even more suspicious.

The more Luo Zhen thought about it, the more uneasy his heart became.

All of a sudden, there was a strong urge in her heart, and now she went to Ning Rou to ask clearly where those injuries came from.

But she can't do it.

Ning Rou is too sensitive and too timid.

The slightest sign of an attack would make her flee far away.

For this kind of person, either can only scare, or can only——

Sell ​​badly.

Luo Zhen knew Ning Rou very well.

After five years of separation, when they meet again, she has clearly understood the true character hidden under Ning Ruan's weak appearance.

She took out her mobile phone and sat up from the bed. For some reason, she felt a little nervous, and even the fingers that opened the address book were trembling slightly.

The call was made to Ning Rou.

She knew that Ning Rou was definitely not asleep now.

Sure enough, before the ringtone was finished, the person on the other end of the phone pressed the connect button.

The sound coming from his ear was still soft and soft.

"Alo, what's wrong?"

The word 'Aluo' made Luo Zhen's heart tremble uncontrollably.

She pursed her lips, and after a long time passed, she answered softly.

In the tone, it was deliberately disguised forbearance and depression.

It's a pity that Ning Rou couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

"Can you get me some medicine? My arm is uncomfortable."

uncomfortable?

Are you allergic?

Ning Rou's heart tightened and she agreed without thinking.

Balm, on the small table by the bed.

She turned on the small yellow light, took the medicine and walked to the door of the room with her slippers, and opened the door.

Luo Zhen has already come.

There are lights in the hallway, very bright.

But Luo Zhen's pajamas had long sleeves, and the two slender and slippery arms were hidden inside, and she couldn't see anything.

Luo Zhen frowned, frowning very tightly, and the expression on his face was also looming pain.

Ning Rou just raised her head and glanced, and she felt a little unbearable in her heart.

She handed over the medicine in her hand, and before Luo Zhen came to pick it up, she unconsciously took two steps back with her feet and slammed the door ajar.

After a second, he really said what Luo Zhen wanted to hear the most.

"Let me help you, okay?"

She was still reluctant to see Luo Zhen suffer.

Just like when Luo Fanxing said that Luo Zhen had a fever, she abandoned all principles and reason and rode directly to the hotel.

She wants to do something for Luo Zhen.

Just like everything Luo Zhen did for her today.

There was nothing unusual about the atmosphere.

Luo Zhen nodded quickly, turned around actively, and returned to another room.

And Ning Rou, after closing the door, also slowed down and followed.

There were no lights in the room, it was pitch black.

Ning Rou was a little nervous, but Luo Zhen stopped, took her hand, stepped on Hei, and took her to the bed.

There was a small gap in the middle of the curtain.

The moonlight poured in one after another, bringing a faint white glow to the surroundings.

The two sat on the bed one after another.

Luo Zhen leaned against the head of the bed and took the initiative to lift the sleeve of his right hand. Before Ning Rou could react, he stretched out his arm.

Through the thin moonlight, she could vaguely see that her forearm to her wrist was indeed pink.

Sure enough, allergies are serious.

Ning Rou looked distressed.

Without any hesitation, he lowered his head, opened the cap of the ointment, and squeezed a little balm into his fingertips.

The amount is not much, but after a while, the bedside is full of the smell of medicine.

Ning Rou carefully applied the medicine to Luo Zhen's arm, and it took about ten minutes before she smeared the entire forearm.

She was about to let Luo Zhen change her hand, but Luo Zhen pointed to her wrist and begged softly.

"My wrist hurts, can I wipe it more?"

The pitiful tone made Ning Rou feel sad.

How could she refuse?

She held Luo Zhen's wrist, squeezed the ointment directly onto the white jade flawless wrist, and then smeared the white ointment around her wrist.

Like a massage, not a single piece of skin is missed.

She painted it too carefully.

Almost instantly, she felt a small scar on the soft skin.

So small that she lived with Luo Zhen for three years, and she never noticed that Luo Zhen actually had a scar on her wrist.

She was surprised.

When did Luo Zhen get hurt?

Is the injury from before the divorce, or after the divorce?

If it is an injury after a divorce, is it related to you?

Ning Rou's brain was in a mess, for fear that the light scar on Luo Zhen's wrist was caused by herself.

She was about to ask, but Luo Zhen took the initiative to answer her question.

The voice is extremely calm.

"That scar was left by a wrist injury and a broken hand tendon."

Broken arm?

Ning Rou's breathing stagnated, and the movement of her fingertips suddenly stopped.

At the same moment, she raised her head and set her eyes on Luo Zhen's face.

She didn't find any negative emotions from that beautiful face, but in those cold eyes, she could see a trace of invisible pain.

Almost subconsciously, she followed along and asked.

"Wrist...why are you injured so badly?"

"Is that the reason why you didn't play the piano later?"

Luo Zhen pursed her lips when she heard the sound, looked straight at Ning Rou, and then, using her most usual deceitful tone, proposed a fair deal——

"Do you really want to know?"

"Well, let's exchange a secret."

"I'll tell you how my tendon broke, and you tell me—

How did those pinholes in your arm come from? "

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