Flowers bloom without worries

Chapter 517: Time Belonging to the Two of Us (2)

Lu Tingshen took the lead and sat steadily at the top of the slide, then extended his broad and warm hand to Wuyou who was standing not far below. Wuyou looked at that hand, and a sense of security inexplicably rose in her heart. Wuyou held Lu Tingshen's hand tightly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw. Then, she climbed up the slide carefully, slowly moved her body, and finally sat behind Lu Tingshen. Because she was too nervous, Wuyou's hands unconsciously grabbed the corner of Lu Tingshen's clothes, as if this could make her feel a little more at ease.

With Wuyou's gentle exclamation, the two of them flew down the slide like an arrow from a bow. The icy touch instantly spread throughout their bodies, strongly stimulating their senses. Wuyou closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to open them at all. There was only the whistling wind and his own violent heartbeat in his ears. At this moment, an accident happened! A huge protruding ice block suddenly appeared at the bottom of the slide, which was supposed to be smooth and unobstructed, and the two of them were about to hit it hard.

In a flash, Lu Tingshen, with his quick reaction speed, suddenly turned sideways and used his strong and powerful arms to firmly protect Wuyou behind him. With a dull "bang", Lu Tingshen hit the protruding ice block hard, but fortunately, with Lu Tingshen's protection, Wuyou was unharmed.

When he finally stopped at the bottom of the slide, Wuyou came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream. Wuyou turned around anxiously and hurriedly checked Lu Tingshen's injuries. He saw that a large piece of skin on Lu Tingshen's arm had been scraped off, and blood was slowly oozing out, which looked shocking. Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned red, tears rolled in them, and his eyes were filled with deep worry and self-blame and guilt.

However, Lu Tingshen acted as if nothing had happened. He gave Wuyou a gentle smile and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. It will be healed in a few days. As long as you are safe and sound, what does my injury matter?"

"Oh! You're bleeding. Although it's just a minor injury, there must be a hospital nearby. Let's go there and treat it." Wuyou looked at Lu Tingshen anxiously.

Lu Tingshen smiled and comforted her: "I'm really fine. We haven't had enough fun yet."

However, Wuyou didn't think so. She frowned and said, "No, if you don't treat the wound now, how can I continue playing? There will be plenty of opportunities to play again in the future."

Lu Tingshen nodded helplessly, looked at Wuyou who cared about him lovingly, and said softly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

So, the two went to the hospital together. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor carefully examined and treated Lu Tingshen's wound, and also reminded him of some precautions.

After treating the wound, Lu Tingshen and Wuyou left the hospital. At this time, the sky was gradually getting dark.

Lu Tingshen turned to look at Wuyou and asked with a smile, "After playing all day, your stomach is growling, isn't it? Come on, I'll take you to taste the most distinctive food in Northeast China."

Wuyou looked at Lu Tingshen curiously, blinked his big eyes and asked, "What's delicious?"

Lu Tingshen smiled mysteriously and replied, "Iron pot stew, you must have never eaten it, right?"

Wuyou quickly shook his head, indicating that he had indeed never tasted such a delicacy.

Lu Tingshen smiled as he walked side by side with Wuyou on the snowy road. Soon, the two of them slowly walked into a seemingly bustling iron pot stew restaurant. As soon as they stepped into the store, a hot breath hit them in the face, as if it could wrap them up completely. The store was crowded with people, and the noise was one after another, it was so lively. The air was filled with a rich and fragrant aroma, which made people salivate.

The two of them shuttled through the crowded crowd and finally found a relatively quiet seat to sit down. Lu Tingshen skillfully ordered a signature iron pot stewed pork ribs, and then quietly waited for the food to be served.

Not long after, the waiter came over carefully carrying a huge iron pot. When the lid of the pot was opened, a tempting aroma of meat rushed out like a torrent, quickly filling the entire restaurant. The ribs in the pot were golden in color, tender and juicy, and contrasted with the various side dishes and pancakes, they looked particularly tempting.