born of love

After comforting Zhang Ningchen that day, Bai Yuan didn't change his mood. He just said this in a declarative tone when Lin Feng hugged him and lay on the bed:

"Afeng, I can't stand up anymore."

Lin Feng already knew this fact from the doctor three years ago when Bai Yuan was just sick. Injured, he probably gave up.Thinking of this, Lin Feng hugged him tightly: "Baby, no matter what happens to you, I will never leave you."

"Afeng, I can't stand up anymore." In the dark night, Bai Yuan's tears flowed silently across his face, "Let's hire a nurse tomorrow."

As if hearing the voice of heartbreak, Lin Feng blocked his mouth with his lips: "I will listen to you in everything."

According to Zhang Ningchen, the day before Bai Yuan's first hand rehabilitation, the nurse came to their home. Lin Feng didn't go to the studio that day, but waited for the nurse at home.

"My name is Liu Hong, hello." The door opened, and there was a middle-aged woman in plain clothes.

"Aunt Liu," Lin Feng went over to shake hands with her, "Did Zhang Ningchen introduce you?"

"Yes, yes, it was introduced by Doctor Xiao Zhang." Liu Hong nodded repeatedly.

Before Zhang Ningchen passed her graduation thesis, she has been promoted from a bachelor's degree to a master's degree, and she is still practicing on time in that hospital. The doctors outside her heart all call her "Little Doctor Zhang", and she will follow suit when she thinks about it.

Lin Feng explained the main precautions and Bai Yuan's physical condition, and instead of leaving immediately, he plunged into the study, seemingly drawing a picture with his heart, but in fact it was Liu Hong's movement with most of his heart hanging outside.

"Husband," Bai Yuan's wheelchair "buzzed" in. Although he was uncomfortable with an outsider at home, he was more worried about delaying Lin Feng's work because of himself, "Go to the studio, I'm fine."

"The studio is almost set up. When I go, I just draw the manuscript." Lin Feng turned around and squeezed his hand, "I want to spend more time with you at home, it's okay."

"I'm fine!" Bai Yuan shrugged helplessly, turned on his computer, turned his head and said with a smile, "Then I'll write the manuscript too."

Lin Feng couldn't refuse, what did he say?Stop writing, are you so inconvenient now?It is too hurtful to say this, and it is not convenient to go anywhere. The input method brings up the small keyboard on the screen, and only needs to operate the mouse to continue typing. It not only avoids the left hand that is not very flexible, but also It has effectively reduced the chance of the onset of tenosynovitis in the right hand, but even if it is slower, it is barely tolerable.

Bai Yuan has been cooperating with Jiangnan Publishing House for more than six months, and has serialized a novella in their semi-monthly magazine, and the response is also good. The editor is going to sign a contract with him for a booklet, and is communicating with him by email these days revision and proofreading issues.

From the perspective of one hundred yuan, it is naturally good to have one more opportunity to publish. On the one hand, the manuscript fee will be raised to a higher level; Reputation.The two hit it off immediately, decided to sign the contract immediately and prepared step by step.

The editor was not surprised when he saw Bai Yuan's hand in plaster, but after thinking about it, he actually admired Bai Yuan's ability to deliver the manuscript on time despite his poor health. If he hadn't met that day, He didn't even know when this man broke his hand. He was shocked, and he admired him more, especially when he thought of his own boss, who had to start urging manuscripts a month in advance every time. After comparing the two, he was born and loved. Sincerely, he is also willing to give Bai Yuan more opportunities.

"Isn't it over?" Seeing that he clicked on the blank document, Lin Feng suddenly remembered the previous things, and was also a little curious, "What are you writing?"

"Yeah, the last novel is over," Bai Yuan put the cursor on the title, thinking about what to name the new article, and replied absent-mindedly, "So I'm writing the next one!"

"You used to write a few short stories between long stories." Lin Feng recalled the habits of his daughter-in-law in the past few years, and frowned.

"Huh? Do you remember!" Bai Yuan came back to his senses with a smile on his face, "That's because he had no idea, so he wrote something else to find inspiration. This time the inspiration appeared very quickly, so there is no need Too much."

"Then what story do you want to write this time?" Lin Feng was very curious. This was the first time his wife's eyes lit up when she simply talked about a story she hadn't written yet.

"I want to write a story about two urban youths falling in love with each other." Bai Yuan turned his head to look at the busy nurse in the kitchen, took the warmth from his lover's lips, and replied with a smile.

Write the story between us.He thought, so the name of the story is "Born of Love".

The food cooked by Aunt Liu is delicious, although in Lin Feng's eyes, it is still not as good as his own wife's cooking, but she is a kind person, kind and kind like the grandmother of the two, although she is only about 50 years old .

Lin Feng inspected for two days and found that the problem was not serious, so he plunged into the studio. Since the copyright issue of "bornforlove" has not yet been finalized, he still chose to continue the previous comics. He is very pleased that the comics that were not focused on before can get doubled click-through rate and rewards.

At the same time, the painters that the studio has recently signed are also very good. Some publishers even rushed over to sign the contract after smelling it. The little painter who just graduated in the studio was flattered and rushed to Lin Feng's office to ask himself Can you sign it, which made Lin Feng dumbfounded. He went back and hugged his wife with a distressed look on his face: "I look so vicious? Why do you have to ask me about signing a contract?!"

"Because all comic studios restrict authors from signing contracts across studios!" Bai Yuan stroked his shaggy hair, which felt good to the touch, and laughed tremblingly, "How can there be such an open boss as you?"

"I've said it before. Before the studio has a regular cooperation with the publishing house and establishes its own website, they are not restricted from signing contracts with the website and the publishing house." Lin Feng straightened up and gave him a threatening look. What's wrong, boss?"

"Very good!" Bai Yuan immediately kneaded his shoulders in a dog-legged manner, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Lin is always the most conscientious boss in the world!"

Aunt Liu looked at the two of them fighting in the semi-open kitchen diagonally opposite, and her heart was as warm as the scorching sun in summer, and she was about to melt. She felt that this day was very hopeful. My son, he loves the two of them who are about the same age as his son from the bottom of his heart, so he is especially kind to Bai Yuan: "Xiaofeng Xiaoyuan, wash your hands and you can eat."

"okay!"

Lin Feng crossed his arms and hugged the person and stood up abruptly, and jumped up and down twice with joy, causing Bai Yuan to cry out in surprise, and unconsciously hugged him tightly with both arms.

"What are you messing around with?!" Bai Yuan frowned and stared at him, "Stop laughing, let me down quickly."

"No nonsense," Lin Feng gently put him on the wheelchair, and blew in his ear, "I just like the feeling of you holding me."

Sitting in the wheelchair, Bai Yuan seemed to have his feet firmly on the ground. He steered the wheelchair and headed towards the restaurant, not wanting to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng didn't seem to intend to let him go. Before he could react, he picked up the ring on his ring finger with his left hand.

"Give it back to me!" Bai Yuan was anxious, so he turned around and went for it.

Although the Su Ring was given by Lin Feng in New York that year, it has been Bai Yuan's treasure for more than a year. Even when he was taken captive by Ling Chang'an, he kept it in his palm and never was taken away. Today it is so sudden. Being picked off makes it hard not to panic.

"I'll pay you back!" Lin Feng snorted, like a boy who didn't grow up.

He suddenly became serious, just like when he knelt on one knee in front of Bai Yuan in New York and put the ring on Bai Yuan's hand again.

Following his example, Bai Yuan also snorted, and was about to turn around and leave when he glanced at his left hand, and suddenly let out a "huh" in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked knowingly.

"It's not the ring just now." Bai Yuan raised his left hand in front of him and looked at it carefully.

Because the plaster has been wrapped for a long time, Bai Yuan's left hand can't bear the force at all, and the movement of the five fingers is not flexible. The whole forearm looks thinner, but this doesn't affect the feeling of wearing the ring on his hand at all. .

"Today is the fifth anniversary of our relationship!" Lin Feng rubbed his head, moaning, "I knew you wouldn't remember."

The anniversary or something is just another excuse to have sex. The two of them haven't paid much attention since Bai Yuan got into a wheelchair, so it's really not my fault that Bai Yuan didn't remember this time.

"Husband!" He pulled Lin Feng down and put his arms around his neck, his whole body was almost half hung on his body, Bai Yuan was almost speechless with emotion.

"Baby, Aunt Liu is watching, don't cry!" Lin Feng helped him to sit still, and gently kissed the corners of his eyes that were already red, with a doting look on his face.

"So where's your ring? Quickly bring it and I'll put it on for you." Bai Yuan took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and suddenly raised his head again, "Don't take it out, I want to design it myself and give it to you."

"Xiaoyuan is going to change his career to do design?" Liu Hong brought the soup from the kitchen, just heard this sentence, and spoke with a smile.

"Yes," Lin Feng stuck out his tongue, and pushed his wife to the restaurant, "He said he wanted to design a ring."

"Don't underestimate people!" Bai Yuan looked back at him awkwardly, "What if I design it?"

"Then I won't take it off for the rest of my life!" Lin Feng quickly pecked Liu Hong's lips while he was out serving dinner.

"It's a deal?" Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"It's a deal!" Lin Feng gave him an affirmative answer.