My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

It is said that Feng Lanchu's family of three returned to the dormitory with the food, and the dinner was still going on quietly.

Jiang Che, who was trying his best to stuff the food, proposed obediently with his puffy mouth that he wanted to go out for dinner, but Feng Lan agreed after thinking for a while.

"Did you take your temperature in the afternoon?" Feng Lanchu asked Jiang Anzhi before going out, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can rest in the dormitory."

"It's okay, it's ready." Jiang Anzhi said, put on mosquito repellent spray, and go out with them, at most, mosquitoes should be more careful in the evening.

Next to the dormitory is a small open space, and the edge of the open space is connected with a small forest. When she came back alone last night, she still felt that the fog was eerie and eerie here, but today, with the addition of Jiang Anzhi and Jiang Che, she felt that this place had changed, with a little bit of a fairy tale forest.

Sure enough, the people around you are very important when looking at the scenery.

As the night fell, fluorescent lights flickered all around, and it was fireflies flying out.

"Wow wow ~ fireflies." Jiang Che happily strolled around in the open space, chasing the light of fireflies.

"Generally, the better the air index, the more fireflies." Feng Lanchu and Jiang Anzhi sat on the open space and watched Jiang Che run back and forth. Teacher Xiaofeng suffered from an occupational disease: "Fire in July, fireflies in August, and fireflies in October. Fireflies are also rare."

Jiang Anzhi listened with a smile on the side, his frightened soul was soothed, and the happy days were like a dream, and the years were peaceful.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark, and the family of three returned to the dormitory.

It was still Jiang Anzhi who bathed Jiang Che, Feng Lan was the first to wash, and Jiang Anzhi was the last.

When Jiang Anzhi came out after washing up, Jiang Che had already drank milk and was feeling sleepy on the bed.

And Feng Lanchu waited for him at the end of the bed with an open medicine box.

Jiang Anzhi paused, walked over resignedly, and sat down in front of Feng Lanchu.

When Feng Lan lifted up his clothes at the beginning, he saw that the healed wound was split open, and there was a tendency of inflammation. The redness and swelling were very hideous.

She probed the flesh around Jiang Anzhi's wound with her fingers, and it turned out to be slightly hot.

It seemed that this guy had been suffering from a low fever, but he acted as if nothing happened. He followed them to the wild for so long just now.

Feng Lan's eyes narrowed slightly at the beginning, flashing a trace of empathetic pain.

In the afternoon, she was sorting out the materials in the office, and only then did she know about An Zhi's rescue of Wang Bingbing.

At that time, Feng Lanchu suddenly realized that Jiang Anzhi's wet back was not sweat but blood.

But this person who is used to forbearance didn't say anything, not about saving people, not about the pain of the wound, just wiped the blood hastily and pretended nothing happened.

Feng Lanchu's heart was a little blocked, and while helping him clean the wound, he said sullenly: "Jiang Anzhi, there are sweets for crying children, have you heard this sentence?"

"Huh???" Jiang Anzhi, who thought he would receive a scolding meal, had already figured out how to deal with it, but Feng Lanchu asked a strange question, which made him confused for a while.

"Next time you feel uncomfortable or wronged, don't hold back and just tell me, can you?"

Like today, if he said it in time and the wound was treated, wouldn't he suffer less.

Knowing that Feng Lanchu felt sorry for him, Jiang Anzhi patted her hand on his shoulder, "Yeah." Nodding.

That night, Feng Lanchu consciously hugged Jiang Anzhi

"Tomorrow, we will go home together."

"Okay." An Zhi's smile reached his eyes, and the dimples on his face didn't disappear for a long time.

Feng Lanchu was like a medicine that healed the lingering wound in his heart.