Kiss!

Ning Xinshen remembered that Wen Shuyang was not like this in the past.

He is just like the word in his name, he is full of sunshine, and there is joy wherever he is, as if he has no tendons, he is laughing and joking all day long.

Now the missing tendon has grown, but it seems that another tendon has been pulled out. At least when he came back from Ning Xinshen's trip, he never saw him smile.

Maybe it's because he rarely speaks and his voice is often hoarse.

Shen Xun and the others found the best doctor to operate on him, but unfortunately they still couldn't fully save his leg.

After the operation, I have some feeling in that leg, but it is still not very controlled. I need to rely on crutches to move, and my limp is very obvious when I walk.

The doctor said that his leg is not completely irrecoverable, but the chance is very small. As for how small the chance is, the doctor did not say.

Wen Shuyang knew in his heart that the so-called chance was a way to encourage people, and it might be harder than winning the lottery. He didn't think he would be the lucky one, otherwise disasters wouldn't happen to him.

Optimism is easier said than done.

Ning Xinshen heard that he was often bored in the room alone, and the nanny at home could hear him practicing walking in the room, and the sound of crutches leaning on the floor.

Sometimes he would fall down, get angry, and through the door, he could vaguely hear the sound of him crying and venting, forbearance and collapse.

What a fine lad, only to be lame.

Wen Shuyang was still sitting in the back seat, still maintaining the previous posture, without moving. If it weren't for the occasional eyelashes that secretly blinked, it would almost be a sculpture.

He didn't look away until the lights of a certain house upstairs turned on, but after a while, he looked again.

The unremarkable one among the many lights belongs to his heart.

He remembered that Yuzu's apartment was beautifully furnished, and he would complain that she liked pink, but he would buy it for her when he saw a special pink sofa.

He may never have the chance to go to that apartment that he has visited many times in his life.

Ning Xinxin sat silently with him for a long time, flipped through her phone, and couldn't help yawning, "Wen Xiaoliu, I'm sleepy and hungry now, when are you going to stay?"

Wen Shuyang withdrew his gaze, was silent for a moment, and said to the driver: "You take her back first, and then come back to pick me up."

This means that he wants to stay and let the driver take Ning Xinxin home alone?

The driver yelled that he couldn't do it, saying that his husband had told him that he couldn't go out alone.

After hearing this, Wen Shuyang's face turned colder, "Whose driver are you?"

The driver broke out in a cold sweat. He was so talkative in the past, but now he was very cold.

The driver could only bite the bullet and say, "Of course I am your driver."

Wen Shuyang had already grabbed the door handle and was about to get out of the car.

Ning Xinxin quickly said: "Forget it, if you want to stay here, I will take a taxi back."

The hand holding the crutch tightened, and veins appeared on the back of the bloodless hand.

Wen Shuyang said: "Does it mean that all of you regard me as a disabled person who cannot act independently?"

The slightly hoarse voice revealed a sense of loneliness, which made people feel sour after hearing it.

"No, it's not." Ning Xinxin smiled exaggeratedly, "It's you in the middle of the night, you..." You are not safe now.

She suddenly couldn't find a reasonable reason, and was so anxious that she couldn't speak.

Wen Shuyang didn't expect her to say anything, pushed open the car door, stepped down with his right leg first, stepped on the ground and stood up with the help of his arms, leaning on the ground with a cane, moved forward a few steps, and slammed the car door.

"Let's go." Wen Shuyang said.

Ning Xinshen stretched her neck from the window and looked at his back. He was in a black T-shirt and black trousers. He was very thin, and he limped towards the gate. She couldn't help but sighed deeply.

Wen Shuyang stood at the gate of the community, and the long stay finally caught the attention of the security guard, who walked towards him.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Wen Shuyang threw out two words dryly, "It's okay."

He walked to the gate, and his good right leg was a little sore from the long-term stress, so he simply sat on the stone pier by the side of the road, and he could see her building when he looked up.

After a while, the security guard saw that he had not left, so he came over again, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Wen Shuyang clenched his cane tightly and raised his head.

Seeing his face, the security guard was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "So it's you."

Wen Shuyang had no impression of him, and frowned slightly.

The security guard quickly said: "You used to come here often, and the owner of Building A 12-2 once asked me to help move things, and then gave me a pack of cigarettes, which I confiscated, because we have regulations here that do not allow them."

Wen Shuyang finally remembered and nodded at him.

The security guard touched the back of his head, feeling that the person in front of him seemed to have changed a lot compared to before.

The people in their security room and housekeeping department also discussed him, saying that he is so handsome and rich, the key point is that he has a good temper, is kind to everyone, does not dislike everyone's profession, and can chat with cleaners A few words.

He couldn't tell what was different, but he lost a lot of weight like the 12-2 owners who came back before.

The security guard suddenly had a guess, maybe it was a breakup, and looking at the crutches in his hand, he was probably limping, so he was dumped by the lady at 12-2. Such a handsome person can have feelings Hurt, I felt a little more sympathy.

Look, how pitiful it is to stand guard at the gate of other people's neighborhoods in the middle of the night.

"Do you need help?" the security guard asked again.

Wen Shuyang wanted to say no need, but a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

He looked up and suddenly pointed to a building and asked, "Are there any houses for sale in that building?"

There are a dozen buildings in the community, and he refers to the building opposite the pomelo.