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Song Lan frowned, moved his hand away, "Concentrate on driving."
"I'll stop the car first."
Zhu Junjie was worried that Song Lan was sick. He turned on the turn signal, slowly stopped the car on the side of the road, and reached out to touch her forehead.
"I'm fine," she said, feeling only cold and no headache. Song Lan tried to turn her head away, but was stopped by Zhu Junjie, "Keep driving, we're going home."
"Wait for me, I'll be back in a moment."
Zhu Junjie was worried about his hand, unable to measure the temperature accurately. He quickly unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, went to a nearby pharmacy, bought a thermometer, and came back, while pouring a cup of hot water for Song Lan.
"Hold the cup tightly to warm your hands."
"Thank you."
Song Lan didn't waste Zhu Junjie's kind gesture and took the water cup.
The disposable water cup didn't have good heat insulation, and the temperature of the water passed through the cup to Song Lan's hand, relieving the coldness.
Zhu Junjie is afraid that the electronic thermometer is not accurate. After using the electronic thermometer to measure Song Lan's body temperature, he also used a mercury thermometer. Song Lan looked at him somewhat helplessly and said, "I just took my temperature, and I don't have a fever." She didn't know why, but menacing she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling extremely cold all over.
I warmed my hands with warm water for a while and drank half a cup of water, feeling slightly better.
"Use mercury to test again," Zhu Junjie insisted.
Song Lan I took a glance at him and took it.
Zhu Junjie He took the cup from her hand, waited for her to put the thermometer away, then handed the cup back to her and checked the time.
"You drive."
Song Lan really misses Tong Tong, it seems that only with Tong Tong by her side, she can feel at ease.
Zhu Junjie responded and started the car.
When the time came, with Zhu Junjie's reminder, Song Lan took out the thermometer to check.
"The thirty-six stratagems, it's a normal body temperature."
Song Lan placed the thermometer back and put it into the storage box.
"Since there's no fever, we don't have to return to the hospital."
Zhu Junjie was just worried that Song Lan had a fever and needed to go to the hospital, so he deliberately drove slowly. Now that it was confirmed that Song Lan did not have a fever, he stepped on the gas, and the car sped down the road. Before long, the two of them returned home.
At this moment, Tong Tong is peacefully sleeping in her room. Song Lan is afraid of disturbing Tong Tong, so she walks in quietly. There is a warm light on the bedside in Tong Tong's room, casting a warm glow that adds a touch of warmth to the room. Song Lan sits down by the bed, looking at the sleeping Tong Tong, and leans down to kiss her on the cheek.
If it were a normal day, Zhu Junjie would have boldly asked Song Lan for a kiss. But after what happened tonight, Zhu Junjie didn't dare to tease her. He lowered his voice and said, "It's getting late, go wash up and rest."
"Tonight I'll be accompanied by Tang Tang, you can stay in the master bedroom by yourself."
As soon as Zhu Junjie heard that Song Lan wanted to sleep separately from him, he immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. "Tong Tong is already asleep. You can accompany her tonight, she won't even know. How about you accompany her another day?"
"You go wash up."
Song Lan did not go to see Zhu Junjie.
Zhu Junjie stood still, racking his brain for various reasons to persuade Song Lan to come with him to the master bedroom to rest.
Tonight, without Song Lan in the same room, he would feel restless and afraid of losing him. Forget about sleeping; he definitely wouldn't even be willing to touch the bed.
He finally came up with a suitable reason, "We agreed to appear as a loving couple in front of Tong Tong. If you sleep in Tong Tong's room, what if she thinks we had a fight?"
"I will explain it to her."
Zhu Junjie still wanted to persuade her, but Song Lan rubbed her forehead and said, "Zhu Junjie, what happened tonight was too sudden. I need some time to sort things out."
"What do you want to clarify? You can tell me what you're suspicious about, and I'll explain it to you."
"You don't even know how the photo came to be, so how can you explain it to me?"
"I... I will find out as soon as possible."
"I believe in your abilities, but you also need to give me a little space." Song Lan's tone was serious. "You are Tong Tong's father, and she really likes and relies on you. The atmosphere in the Zhu Family is very good, and growing up in such an environment will greatly help her character development. I will approach tonight's events rationally and won't make any impulsive decisions until everything is clarified. Can you rest easy now?"
This is just how Song Lan is. She is a very rational person.
If she is emotional and impulsive, when the girl comes to her door, her emotions will be ignited the moment she sees the girl. When she sees the photo, she will make a fuss with Zhu Junjie. But reason tells her that sometimes what she sees with her own eyes may not be the truth, let alone just a photo.
The two things she most wants to do now are to find out the truth and to rest well.
Zhu Junjie saw that Song Lan had made up his mind, and he stared at Song Lan like an abandoned pet. Song Lan was not interested in his behavior and got up to go to the bathroom to freshen up. "Your toiletries are in the master bedroom."
Zhu Junjie followed behind and reminded, "Song Lan, close the bedroom door." "Tong Tong there are spare ones inside the room." Song Lan locked the door, leaving Zhu Junjie on the outside.
Soon, the sound of rushing water filled the bathroom. Zhu Junjie watched the blurry figure inside the bathroom, his eyes filled with concern but devoid of any hint of desire. Although he and Song Lan didn't experience the passionate infatuation stage like other couples, whenever he wanted her, she never refused him when they shared a bed.
The two of them are relatively harmonious together. She often works overtime, so she spends at most half a month at home each month. When she's not around, he always has trouble sleeping. Especially tonight, in a situation like this, he feels anxious when he can't see her.
Zhu Junjie There are millions of ants gnawing at his heart, and he reaches out to touch his pocket, hoping to find a cigarette to ease his emotions. His hand touches the pocket, but it's empty. He withdraws his hand, hugs his arms in front of him, and leans against the door.
Since being with Song Lan, he has learned to be strict with himself. Before, he was not particular about smoking and drinking. Drinking was a common occurrence during socializing, but now he uses Song Lan as a shield and can abstain from alcohol. As for smoking, he rarely does it. Occasionally, he might have a cigarette or two, but he never smokes at home.
With Song Lan and Tong Tong around, Zhu Junjie found his once dull life becoming interesting and vibrant.
What happened tonight caught him off guard. He took out his phone, found that photo, and tried to identify what was wrong with it on his own. However, after straining his eyes, he still couldn't find any differences between the photo and his own memory.
With a "click," the bathroom door opened, and Song Lan emerged wrapped in a towel. Zhu Junjie put away his phone and said, "I'll go get the hairdryer to dry your hair." "I can do it myself," she replied.
Tong Tong's room has a hairdryer. Tong Tong is sleeping, so Song Lan is worried about disturbing her and doesn't blow-dry her hair in the bathroom. She dries her hair while walking out. She needs to bring the pajamas from the room.
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