Chapter 13:

Xu Lian was not a big deal in finding Changkong, because he was injured and refused to go to the hospital.
She remembered that some relatives brought medicinal wine from Hong Kong at home, and her dad said it worked, so she wanted to try it from Changkong.
Xiang Changkong was afraid that Xu Lian would wait too long, and arrived at her shop at two ten. The shop door is closed, but without a lock, only a wooden sign saying "closed" is hung. Pushing open the door to Changkong, Xu Lian on the second floor said, "Hello."
Xu Lian wrapped her hands in honeycomb wax for a moment. She stood up and said to Changkong below: "Wait a moment."
She took out the paper towel on the table, wiped her hands, picked up her mobile phone and went downstairs: "Let's go to the lounge."
He nodded to Changkong hesitantly, and said, "Well, okay."
The lounge in Xu Lian's store is not large. A three-seater sofa is placed next to the wall with a long table in front. The lounge door is glass and curtains are installed, but Xu Lian rarely puts it down. She walked to a small cabinet and took out a medicine bottle from it: "This is the medicine that my relatives brought back from Hong Kong. My dad said it worked well after using it, so I want you to try it too."
Xiang Changkong didn't expect that she was looking for this for him. He had been thinking about this on the way to deliver the food today, but now he was a little relieved. He wanted to say no trouble, he had already bought the medicine himself, but thought that if he refused, Xu Lian might have been unhappy, he agreed: "Okay, thank you."
He said he would pick up the medicine in Xu Lian's hand. I didn't know that Xu Lian didn't give it to him, but pointed him at the sofa: "Sit down, I'll wipe it for you."
Xiang Changkong: "..."
"This, this, I can wipe it myself."
Xu Lian insisted: "This medicine is only effective after being rubbed. There is a special method. Rest assured, my mother taught me, I tried it on my dad, it is guaranteed not to hurt."
Xiang Changkong: "..."
He is not afraid of pain, but something else ...
"Where is your injury? Stomach?"
Xiang Changkong subconsciously put his arms around his stomach and held his clothes: "legs, legs ..."
"Okay." Xu Lian put down her medicinal wine and rolled up her long trouser legs. There was a large bruise on his knees, and he looked a little swollen. The purple-red dots under his skin were shocking to Xu Lian.
When she saw the injury on his leg, she stood up, picked up her mobile phone and car key, and said to Changkong: "No, you still have to go to the hospital for this injury."
Xiang Changkong said: "It's okay. This injury just looks a little scary. When I was in college, I was on the basketball team and suffered more serious injuries than this."
"but……"
"It's okay. I took some medicine last night. It doesn't hurt much today."
Xu Lian looked seriously at the injury on his knee, as if thinking about something. After a while, she put down the car key and mobile phone, and said to Changkong: "Well, try this medicinal liquor first. If it doesn't improve in two days, you must go to the hospital. "
Xu Lianli decided uprightly and logically to Xiang Changkong, and he narrowed his lips slightly to the sky, saying nothing.
Xu Lian picked up the medicinal wine again and opened and poured some on her palm. The smell of medicinal wine permeates the surroundings. It doesn't smell good, but it is not pungent. Gently attaching his palm to the place where Xiang Chang was injured, Xu Lian heard him snorted lowly.
"I hurt you?"
Shaking his head toward the sky: "No, it's just a bit cold."
Xu Lian said: "It will be hot later."
She helped Changkong press the medicinal liquor while explaining the technique to him. Xu Lian's strength was very light. After pressing for a while, the place where the liquor was applied really started to get hot.
"Have you been complained yesterday?" Xu Lian asked.
Xiang Changkong said: "No."
"That's good." Xu Lian adjusted her posture, a little bit more force. "You should also be careful not to press too hard when you press it by yourself. Press it for fifteen minutes every day."
"Hmm ..." After listening to Changkong, she stared at her subconsciously. Because of her lowering motion, her hair dangled some of the lashes on the side of the face, which looked longer and more warped from his perspective. Today, she seems to have changed a lipstick with a darker color, which is a bit red, with her beautiful lip shape. The two petals are soft and soft, like a tempting bite ...
Xiang Changkong's heart beats faster than ever, even breathing deepened a bit, Xu Lian raised her head with a feeling, just in line with his sight.
His eyes always made her feel that there were many things hidden, and at this moment those deep black eyes were glowing with a layer of water, bright and astonishingly beautiful. The remaining medicinal wine on the palms burned the skin, and Xu Lian shrank her hands slightly. The familiar strange feeling drowned her again, like a disaster.
The silence in the room was stretched by a pair of invisible hands, and at that moment they became extra long.
Putting down his trouser legs to the sky, he suddenly stood up: "Yes, thank you."
Xu Lian watched his panicked back and sat up and leaned on the sofa. Ah, he forgot to take it.
She stared at the bottle of medicinal liquor for a while, twisted the cap, picked up her things, closed the store and went home.
On the day of rest at home, Xu Lian worked more seriously than when she was in the store, because the things at home were not as complete as in the store. The most she did was honeycomb wax. When she was not careful, she wrapped more than a hundred ...
Looking at the beehive wax piled up at home, Xu Lian sighed softly.
On Thursday, monSter officially resumed business and Wei Yichen gave her a bouquet of flowers. Xu Lian put the long beehive wax into the display cabinet one by one, and put a big red on the candlestick, lit it, and waited for it to burn a beautiful wax tear, and took more than ten photos in succession.
Xu Lian's photography was self-taught. She bought several large books on photography and then slowly honed her experience in actual combat. The propaganda pictures of the shop's works are from her hands, and those beautiful photos have attracted many customers in the shop.
Zhang Guoer watched beside him, took out a small book and recorded it carefully: "Every time the boss turns on the crazy camera mode, it means that she has something in mind."
Xu Lian took a photo for about half an hour before closing her hands, and then chose the one with the best effect, and then tweeted it on Weibo. Zhang Guoer ran up and knocked on her door: "Boss, you can order food!"
The word "takeaway" made Xu Lianqing's eyes suddenly wave, and Zhang Guoer saw sharply. She went to Xu Lian and looked at her. "What's wrong, you don't want to take out today?"
"No, what am I thinking of eating."
Zhang Guoer said with a smile: "The private kitchen we ate last time was pretty good. Order two more today."
"Yes." Xu Lian ordered the takeaway software and found the private restaurant. "Pot potatoes back, do you want?"
"Okay, ok, order another vegetarian?"
"Ok."
The two ordered the dishes, Xu Lian thought for a while, or added a note-please let me deliver to the sky.
Zhang Guoer was shocked. She knew who this sky was, that was the takeaway little brother with deep eyes!
"Boss, why do you want to designate someone to deliver food?" Now that the takeaway industry can be named just like a cowboy shop!
Xu Lian said: "Nothing. He was injured last time in the store. I want to see if he is better."
"Oh ..." Zhang Guoer knew everything about the shop in the past two days, and thanked the take-away brother who had seen justice in the circle of friends. However, Brother Chen was also injured because of this incident. When he came to send flowers in the morning, he saw his face hurt. Why didn't he see his boss care about him?
Zhang Guoer felt that the day he didn't come to work, he must have missed a hundred million.
When receiving the system dispatch from Changkong, he saw the note from Xu Lianliu. After a day of emotional consolidation yesterday, he thought he could face Xu Lian calmly, but now a simple word disturbs his mind.
The scene in the lounge was replayed in front of his eyes again and again, the rapid heartbeat seemed to make him lose control at any time.
The thoughts he had of Xu Lian were really too stingy.
"Xiaoxiang, you're getting food here, too." A slightly fat middle-aged man came over. He was wearing the same uniform as Xiang Changkong, with a happy smile on his face.
He looked at him in the sky, and called him with a chuckle: "Wang Wang."
"One potato back to the pot, one steamed egg, one three fresh soup, two rice, all right!" The boss came out with the packaged dishes on the table in front of Changkong.
This is the meal ordered by Xu Lian. He stood in the same place for two seconds while carrying the rice to Changkong, and said to his brother Wang, "Wang, can you trouble me to deliver this rice?"
Brother Wang looked at the address, Xingguang Park, but it was also on the way.
"Yes, it can ..." Brother Wang's gaze moved under the print sheet, "but the note says let you take it over."
This is really strange. He has been delivering food for more than a year, and he has never encountered a note that his name was given to him.
"Do you know this man?" Brother Wang asked Xiang Changkong with some curiosity.
"That's right, trouble you." After talking to Changkong, he picked up another takeaway and strode on the battery car.
Xu Lian and Zhang Guoer are waiting for takeaway in the store. As the delivery time gets closer and closer, Zhang Guoer subtly feels that Xu Lian's mood has changed.
She thinks this change must be related to the takeaway brother. She looked at the time and said to Xu Lian: "Strange, this little brother is usually punctual. Why is it five minutes late today?"
Xu Lian said: "He has injuries."
"Oh, yes." Just as Zhang Guoer nodded, he saw a familiar color coming over. "Come here!"
She rushed to the door and opened the door excitedly, then looked at the uncle takeaway in front of her a bit.
"Hello, is it Ms. Xu Lian?" The uncle asked her with a smile.
Xu Lian came up from behind and took the takeaway from his hand: "I am, thank you."
"You're welcome. Have a nice meal."
"That ..." Xu Lian called the take-away delivery man who was about to leave, and asked him, "I made a note to let me deliver food to the sky. Is there anything wrong with him?"