When the magic flower blooms

Wu Fei was finally rescued and returned.

On the second day after learning that his son was safe, Wu Fei's father flew back to City B alone.Although the mother stayed and observed for a while, she left the day after Wu Fei was transferred to the general ward.

It's not that the Wu family's family relationship is superficial, but because there seems to be no room for elders like them in the small ward.

On the second day after Wu Fei was attacked, a rare incident broke out in the Yaan Bureau: Ming Ruochen, a well-known workaholic, urgently asked for leave, and once he asked for it, it was annual leave and personal leave.I don't care about all the big things, it's like a different person.

On the second day of leave, Ming Ruochen moved the bedding to the hospital ward—more precisely, it was Wu Fei's ward.

After leaving the intensive care unit, Wu Fei recovered quickly, and was successfully transferred to the general ward after only staying in the intensive care unit for a few days.

This is a confidential ward located on the special VIP floor, not far from the one Naga lived in before.From the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the scenery in the courtyard downstairs, as well as the tall pear tree—it’s just that in midsummer, the tree is not full of flowers, but the light jumping from the new green branches still makes people feel refreshed.

Although it is a single ward, it is spacious enough and there are beds reserved for accompanying family members.It was on this one-person sofa less than 1.9 meters long that Ming Ruochen spent nearly two weeks of precious time aggrieved.

Although aggrieved, but no regrets.

From the moment Wu Fei opened his eyes, for most of the 24 hours a day, his sight was occupied by Ming Ruochen.

Whether it was waking up to wash up, taking medicine to recover, or even turning over to go to the toilet, Ming Ruochen would never let others intervene in whatever Wu Fei had to do, as long as it was within the scope of his ability.

When he first moved into the general ward, he specially bought a large bouquet of expensive imported roses and put them on the bedside table to celebrate.Later, he heard from the nurse that pollen was not good for patients, so he disposed of it all in an instant and replaced it with various fruits and supplements.

Disliked that the hospital's nutritious meals were too simple, he personally asked a nutritionist friend to customize a recipe for Wu Fei, and then a special person cooked it and delivered it to the ward every day.

All the above care can be said to be meticulous.Even the nurses on this floor lamented in private: two of such rare good men were consumed internally at once.Although this pair seems to be very suitable, it is still enviable and enviable, and the combination is simply extravagant.

At noon this day, someone delivered lunch as usual.Instructing Wu Fei to stay on the bed obediently and not to move, Ming Ruochen pushed the dining table in front of the bed, placed the meals at the right temperature in front of Wu Fei one by one, and spread a napkin for him—all of this, he All at your fingertips.

Wu Fei had injuries on his arms.Although he has recovered a lot now, Ming Ruochen used recuperation as an excuse not to let him do it himself, and fed every meal with his own hands, which was so pampering.

"Which one do you want to eat?" Ming Ruochen asked after laying out the napkin.

"Yam." Wu Fei looked at the fried green peppers with yam on the plate.

"No, it's too cold. Drink porridge now to pad your stomach."

With that said, a mouthful of cold porridge was served.

Wu Fei opened his mouth to catch it, took a mouthful of hot porridge, and asked back, "If you don't let me eat, then you still ask me."

"Where do I have it?"

While denying it, Ming Ruochen picked up a piece of yam and brought it to his mouth.

It was only then that Wu Fei discovered that there was a bright red wound on the back of his finger, which was also a little red and swollen, which was obviously newly caused.

"what happened?"

"Small things."

Ming Ruochen's tone was relaxed: "I just met the person you were on a blind date with downstairs just now, and chatted for a few days. Send him away."

"Did you chat with his teeth with your fist?"

Wu Fei's observation skills are still keen, "I can't see that you are still a guy who advocates violence."

"Our Tiger Clan has always been like this." Ming Ruochen didn't change his face, "Whoever wants to grab something I love, I will make him pay the price."

Not wanting to entangle with him the boring question of "is it a thing?" Wu Fei sighed: "He is a nobleman."

"So what. Nobles are not good enough for you. The toad wants to eat swan meat."

Ming Ruochen picked another piece of yam for him, "Speaking of which, Ming Swan's blood should be more violent than mine. I thought you could somewhat understand my feelings."

"My family members are not real animals." Wu Fei couldn't laugh or cry, "Do you think I look like a violent person?"

Ming Ruochen's hand that scooped up the porridge stopped in mid-air, and he seemed to stare at Wu Fei very seriously for a while.

"A person who has the guts to throw a Molotov cocktail in his own home should be said to be very violent."

"..."

Wu Fei was amused by his serious look.

"Why, do you feel bad? How is the house now? It should still be a mess."

"There's nothing to worry about, it's just the house. It has been entrusted to a decoration company to deal with the aftermath."

"It will take several months to move in again?"

"Half a year, plus the vacancy time. Conservatively estimate next spring."

"Then what should I do during this time? Move back to the unit apartment?"

Although this is indeed a feasible solution, after all, the unit apartment is only provided for single people, and they are surrounded by colleagues. After all, life is too inconvenient and too intimate. Thinking of this, Wu Fei felt a little regretful.

However, Ming Ruochen's answer was beyond his expectation again.

"My parents gave me some money, and I put together some money to buy a new house. The one with a garden."

Having said that, he magically took out a Lou Shu from behind and handed it to Wu Fei.

"I like that type of apartment, the size of the area, and the decoration style are all on top."

"..."

Looking at the book delivered to him under his nose, Wu Fei suddenly understood something, and his cheeks turned red.

"What the hell did you talk about with your parents?"

"I didn't talk nonsense."

Ming Ruochen was still serious: "I gave you half my life, don't you still have such a relationship with me?"

This is simply an unanswerable question.Wu Fei pretended not to hear and continued to ask questions.

"Then what did your parents say?"

"My mother was very happy, and said that she had one more, no, two sons. My father was a little unhappy. Although he did not object to us, it seemed that there was still a little trouble in the issue of family inheritance."

"..."

Wu Fei's expression also dropped.It's not that he hasn't thought about this, but hearing it from Ming Ruochen's mouth, it's still a bit frustrating.

Fortunately, Ming Ruochen seemed to have figured out a way to deal with it.

"Naga said that he has a way, just copy his method at that time, don't worry. The guy told me that he even thought of the name of the little boy."

"Should I remind you that the target of 'that guy' is your own younger brother." Having said that, Wu Fei paused slightly: "Also, it seems too early to talk about this kind of thing now."

"Is it early?"

Ming Ruochen was talking to himself, while blowing cold a spoonful of porridge and feeding it to Wu Fei.

Wu Fei opened his mouth to take the porridge, swallowed it unhurriedly, and then said unhurriedly: "Eat food one bite at a time, and do things one by one."

"Oh."

Ming Ruochen nodded, and the expression on his face eased up again.

"Actually, when I went to Beijing before, apart from worrying about my dad, I also wanted to talk to your parents, hoping that they would give up their plans for you and let you freely choose your own life. This was originally It's the first step in my plan."

Wu Fei's ears were slightly red, and he looked down at the porridge in the bowl: "Then... what if they don't agree?"

"There's nothing you can do if you don't agree. Anyway, I have fulfilled my duty of reminder. If their son disappears in the future, they will know who to ask for him."

There was a hint of childishness in this undisguised overbearing.Thinking that this was actually Ming Ruochen's unique way of acting like a baby, Wu Fei couldn't help being amused.

"I'm asking what you plan to do next."

"..."

He didn't seem to have anything special to say, but Ming Ruochen's expression tensed up instantly.It doesn't seem to be embarrassment or hesitation, but a feeling between tension and excitement.

Immediately afterwards, he put down the spoon, then reached into the hidden pocket on the chest of the coat, took out a couple of times, and actually pulled out a small red velvet square box.

"Maybe now is not a good time, but since you asked, and I keep this thing with me all the time..."

As he spoke, he snapped open the lid of the box, revealing two platinum rings inside.Same style, close size.

Under Wu Fei's speechless but throbbing gaze, Ming Ruochen put the ring on his palm and stretched out his hand towards Wu Fei.

"Would you like to wear this pair of rings with me? So that those who should give up their hearts will give up, and those who should shut up will shut up. In this way, I don't have to fight off those guys who want to eat swan meat anymore."

This passage can be said to be unromantic, no wonder Wu Fei showed a troubled expression.

"You proposed to me, is it just to make those people shut up?"

"of course not."

Ming Ruochen shook his head, "If you want to listen, I can continue to talk, it doesn't matter how long I talk. It's just that the meal is going to be cold."

"Forget it, I can't imagine your long speech."

Wu Fei smiled, and then stretched out his hand: "I've been fattened by you recently, I hope I can still wear it."

Ming Ruochen directly used actions as verification.

He put the ring on Wu Fei's ring finger, although there were some bumps in the process-both his and Wu Fei's hands shook a little, just like a little boy who got a birthday present for the first time in his life.

Then, Wu Fei took another ring with body temperature from his palm, and put it on Ming Ruochen's ring finger.

The two identical rings belonged to their respective owners, but the hands wearing the rings were intertwined, and their fingers were tightly clasped.

Ming Ruochen leaned over and branded a pious kiss on the back of Wu Fei's hand.

"We've wasted so much time, but not anymore. I want to spend every second of the rest of my life with you."

"……Me too."

It was Wu Fei's turn to make a statement.His originally pale cheeks were already flushed, and he looked unusually gorgeous.

The atmosphere was just right, and he didn't shrink back, instead he boldly responded to the expectation in Ming Ruochen's eyes, and went up to meet him.

On the edge of the hospital bed, Ming Ruochen couldn't wait to catch the person who threw himself into his arms.

The dining table was pushed to the end of the bed, and no one cared about whether the porridge and dishes were hot or cold.Lips collided with lips, becoming each other's sweetest bait.

These days, Ming Ruochen was frightened at first, and then worried about Wu Fei's injury. Although the two lived under the same roof, they never violated the rules.In fact, my heart was already ready to move, and now this teasing showed signs of getting out of hand.

The lingering kiss was still going on, but the person who took the initiative had already half-pushed and half-laid back on the hospital bed.However, just when the situation seemed to be about to escalate to the next step, a series of reckless footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.

Almost in the next second, the unlocked ward door was pushed open.Ming Ruoxing, who was carrying a condolence item in his hand, led Naga in carelessly, muttering.

"Huh? Why is there no one?"

Of course, it wasn't that there was no one there—there was a screen between the ward and the gate, and it was the only barrier between the four people now.

Naga still had sharp eyes, he didn't speak, pulled Ming Ruoxing's sleeve with one hand, and then pointed to the screen.

The bright afternoon sun is projected from the window sill onto the screen.A bunch of figures embracing each other on the hospital bed were reflected, inseparable.

It's really not the right time.

Ming Ruoxing and Naga looked at each other with a smile, and decisively put down the condolence items in their hands at the same time.

Naga deliberately took a step forward, while probing: "Brother..."

In the next second, Ming Ruochen's roar sounded.

"go out--!!!"

Ming Ruoxing couldn't hold back his smile, he quickly grabbed Naga with one hand, and the two of them ran out of the room in a hurry.