only for Wei Wei

Wei Zhen knew that there was something wrong with his spirit, which was more serious than before.

When he fell ill, his body would no longer issue warnings, and he would not be given a chance to use his mind to restrain himself. He fell into his own world without warning, a blank world.

There is nothing in that world.

All the good things no longer flashed in his mind, every bit of him and his little bastard, his little bastard's face, voice, even a movement, a look in his eyes, all disappeared.

Wei Zhen was really afraid, afraid that he would live in this blank world from now on, and also afraid that with the intensification of this blankness and the passage of time, he would eventually forget everything.

So Wei Zhen is very cooperative with the doctor's treatment, he will answer truthfully whatever the doctor asks, and he will take the medicine as soon as the nurse brings it.

The doctor is an old friend of Wei Xing, and has a certain authority in this area. Many years ago, Wei Zhen went crazy and ran away from home. He was the doctor who consulted.

This time he chatted with the doctor for a long time without reservation, Wei Zhen's symptoms, behavior, and those things he didn't want to say but had to vomit.

He told the doctor everything he knew about Wei Zhen, and even pulled out some of his own romances for a more thorough treatment.

After Wei Xing finished speaking with heartburn, the doctor suggested that Wei Zhen had better leave his previous living environment and move into a nursing home.

It is said to be a nursing home, but no one knows what it is actually! It is nothing more than providing a convenient treatment environment for people with mental illnesses and brain problems, so that they can return to normal as soon as possible.

As the director of the hospital, Wei Xing couldn't accept that his son would live in such a place.

After Wei Zhen's wedding, he and Jiang Qinyi went out of town not long after going through the divorce procedures to attend a medical seminar, and by the way, took a long vacation to go abroad with He Fan.

Before he left, he went to the hotel to see Wei Zhen. His son was obviously fine, but why did he become so stupid within a few days.It is not like a mad dog a few years ago, barking and biting wildly, but like a dead fish, without blinking its eyes, no matter how people call him, he can't survive.

At first Jiang Qinyi called him and told him that his son seemed to be demented, but he still didn't believe it, but when he came back and saw it, he was so shocked that he almost fell down.

Wei Zhen sat in the dark room, in the bedroom full of Zhao Dabao's belongings, he and Jiang Qinyi walked over to talk, he talked for a long time, it seemed as long as a century, but Even after such a long time, he still failed to wake up the demented Wei Zhen. In the end, Li Xia went in and shook Wei Zhen to wake him up.

Why did Jiang Qinyi believe that her son would get this disease? Wei Zhen didn't fall ill 24 hours a day.She visited Wei Zhen twice at the hotel and once at home. Wei Zhen's eyes were just a little dull, not stupid.Li Xia and Wu Jian specifically asked her to report it, so she panicked and began to pay close attention.

Whose son is distressed!

When the two came out of Wei Zhen's house, Jiang Qinyi couldn't sleep all night, and she lost a lot of hair. She really wanted to help her son get sick.

Wei Xing called He Fan. He didn't ask where Zhao Dabao was, let alone Wei Zhen got married. The father of the child in Li Xia's womb came back to pick up Li Xia. He never asked He Fan. Where.

At this point, he has always firmly believed that it is the right choice for Wei Zhen to live with women.

He made the call to inform He Fan that if Wei Zhen's illness did not improve, they should never contact him again.He can't talk about love with the parents of the crazy son.

What did his son want to adopt this child, provide food and drink, and take good care of him, but at the end of the day, he fell into such a situation because of this child.But He Fan has his own rhetoric, isn't my son pitiful?Is it my son's fault that he has no parents and no parents?

The two hung up the phone blushing because of your son and my son. After that, Wei Xing refused all of He Fan's appointments. If he had time, he followed Jiang Qinyi to see Wei Zhen.Jiang Qinyi was not free today, he came to the nursing home alone after the operation.

This winter, snow fell one after another, and just as the road was cleared, large flakes of snow floated all over the ground again.

Wei Xing chatted with the doctor about Wei Zhen's condition for a while, and walked towards the north ward area facing the snow.

There is no distinction between high and low wards here, all are single rooms with a small area, with a bathroom, a large couch, a small clinker coffee table, and a single bed in the room.

Wei Zhen has obviously improved, unlike the previous days, where there were so many blanks that sometimes the day was over, and he couldn't remember what he had done.

Now he will fall into a blank world, but when someone calls him a few times, he will soon return to reality, and the number of times is obviously decreasing. It seems that he has not suffered from illness for two days.

What Wei Zhen did most in this room was to sit on the bed and look outside. Sometimes, when the weather was fine, he would go for a walk among the woods in the nursing home for patients to take a walk. Not green, just countless bare branches.

Wei Zhen saw Wei Xing coming in this direction through the heavy snow, turned his back to the window, put his feet on the ground and sat by the bed.He stared out the window, and visitors always mistook him for another illness.So as soon as people came, Wei Zhen turned around and faced them face to face. In order to let the people go away at ease, he would also smile and answer a few questions.

Wei Xing came in, looked at Wei Zhen with a gentle smile, patted the snow on his body and sat down on the sofa, "How is Xiao Zhen doing?"

Wei Zhen smiled faintly, "It's pretty good, don't worry about me."

Wei Xing stared at Wei Zhen's face, at the pure blue hospital gown that Wei Zhen was wearing, feeling unspeakably sour, thinking how healthy and handsome his son looked, why did he suffer from mental illness?

He asked his son, "What did you have for lunch?"

Wei Zhen immediately said, "Fried bean sprouts, braised fish, and green vegetables."

Wei Xing nodded with a smile, "What have you been doing these days?"

Wei Zhen immediately said again, "Walking, doing puzzles, chatting with the doctor."

After chatting about a lot of other things, Wei Xing stopped asking, and he felt better.

In the first few days of Wei Zhen's stay, when he asked questions, Wei Zhen suddenly froze after answering the questions without realizing it. The last few conversations did not show the phenomenon that made him angina, and they went very smoothly.

Wei Xing left, Wei Zhen sat back at the window, and Wu Jian came in with several bags of fruit.

Ever since Wei Zhen lived here, Wu Jian has almost turned the nursing home into his own home, running around every three days, and occasionally spending the night on the sofa.There were several times when Liu Weinan wanted to follow him, but he refused resolutely, not afraid of anything, but if Liu Weinan couldn't control his mouth and mentioned Zhao Dabao, which made Wei Zhen fall ill, he would not be a sinner.

A few days ago, Wei Zhen didn't scare him to death. In the corridors, banquet halls, offices, and going out to socialize, Wei Zhen said he fell ill regardless of the occasion. He didn't dare to ask Wei Zhen if he was mentally ill. He asked Wei Zhen to go home to rest, but Wei Zhen didn't listen, and came to the hotel to report on time, so he had to send someone to follow Wei Zhen, and immediately called when he found something was wrong.

Wu Jian washed two apples, handed one to Wei Zhen, and ate the other by himself.

When he comes, he will usually talk to Wei Zhen about the hotel, talk about the happy past when he was in school, and how they will be in the future.

Wei Zhen was really amused by that awesome bragging, "I will fight hard with you after I go out."

Wu Jian looked at Wei Zhen's raised eyebrows with a smile but felt the urge to cry. His buddy finally smiled, not a fake smile to deal with, but a genuine smile with the corners of his mouth raised.

Wu Jian held the half-drawn apple, and hugged Wei Zhen with his teeth and claws, "Damn! You have to keep your word."

Wei Zhen didn't push him away, said "Mmm", and looked out of the window.

A few days later, Jiang Qinyi helped Mr. Jiang to the nursing home. Mr. Jiang brought the same book every time he came. I don’t know what the old man thought. He read the fairy tales that children like to Wei Zhen.

The old man finished reading the story of Harmandin with his thick and majestic voice.

With these people who care about Wei Zhen, they come and go, and they come again. The annual Spring Festival is coming soon.It was also at this time that the bastard Li Xia was talking about, the father of the unborn child, approached Li Xia. Li Xia slapped the bastard several times, but still followed the bastard away.

Fortunately, the two didn't have time to get the certificate, so they didn't have to go through legal procedures, but the marriage is over, as we all know.In the past, Mr. Jiang's walking stick would have to be thrown down again. Now, the old man just sighed sadly and told Jiang Qinyi and Wei Xing that Wei Zhen had been discharged from the hospital and went home, so he didn't ask many questions.

Wei Zhen was taken back home by Jiang Qinyi the day before the Chinese New Year, Jiang Qinyi's small villa, she did not intend to let Wei Zhen go back to her own house, because too many memories of Zhao Dabao in that house were not good for Wei Zhen's condition.

On the New Year's Eve when the firecrackers blared, Wei Zhen had dinner at his grandfather's house, walked up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the room at the corner, then went in and opened the curtains, and took out the medicine prescribed for him by the doctor in his trouser pocket He drank it and sat on the head of the bed.

Colorful fireworks lit up the entire night sky, Wei Zhen watched.

Old Wei, am I handsome?

Handsome!

So if you were a woman would you like me?

Old Wei, don't be so old-fashioned, don't foreigners still meet and kiss when they meet.

Is Dabao good-looking?

good looking.

Old Wei?

Yep.

I love you.

Wei Zhen looked up at the waves of colorful colors pouring into the night sky, and a faint smile spread from the corner of his mouth, he said, "I love you too, son!"

Jiang Qinyi and Mr. Jiang, who were standing sneakily outside the door, looked at Wei Zhen's back for a while through the half-open door, and walked downstairs lightly.

Jiang Qinyi helped Mr. Jiang to sit down together and said, "Dad, Xiaozhen must be thinking about Zhao Dabao. The two of them nest in that room every Spring Festival to watch the fireworks."

Mr. Jiang put his hands on the crutch and shook it, and snorted, "After a long time, I will naturally forget it. At present, it is mainly Xiaozhen. Don't let him be bored at home and think about it."

Jiang Qinyi said, "Dad, I know. As soon as the third grade is over, I will take Xiaozhen to travel immediately."

"En." Mr. Jiang agreed very much, "This is a good idea. Which city or country do you want to go to? If you go around and go for a year or so, Xiao Zhen's illness may be cured."

The father and daughter had a good plan, but Wei Zhen rejected Jiang Qinyi's proposal without hesitation.

Wei Zhen devoted himself to his work and worked non-stop.