The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

48 (Friendly reminder, please read it as a modern fiction, otherwise there will be many loopholes. First of all, Ji Sishao’s father has been the mayor for so many years, and it’s time for a new term. Cadres of a certain level still submit a declaration to the Commission for Discipline Inspection in advance, specifying how many tables they have invited, how much each table costs, and how much they expect to spend. There are quite a few rules. Therefore, this article is purely made up and should not be confused with reality. )

This year's high temperature in City B, which has never been seen in a century, seems to melt the city.

Wen Ziqian is afraid of cold as well as heat. Too cold in winter can easily lead to bronchial diseases and asthma, and too hot in summer can easily cause urinary tract infection and fever.

Fortunately, it rained several times in succession, and the temperature dropped a bit, so he immediately set off for the construction site in Emerald City.Now he tries to keep himself as busy as possible, spending most of a month outside, just trying to avoid Ji Hanzhi.

He knew that there was no shortage of people around Ji Hanzhi, and he always took chances. If that person couldn't see him, he would forget him over time.After all, he never thought that his tattered body could be so attractive.

In a hot and impetuous city, it is rare to have a calm sea, and even some lace and gossip are rare. The biggest event is the marriage of the daughter of the Director of the General Administration of Customs. Anyone with a little reputation in City B is within the scope of invitation.

The specially-made high-end car is speeding on the highway, and the interior of the car has been remodeled, and the seats on the left and right sides can lie down and rest.

On the way back from the construction site in Emerald City, Wen Ziqian had been asleep, with two corsets on his abdomen and knees.He didn't sleep well, and there was a heavy murmur between his breaths, which always made people nervous, as if he couldn't catch his next breath.

Wen Zijie took a soft pillow for him to put behind his head, held his right hand and helped him massage his curled knuckles.This year's rehabilitation has been intermittent, and the physical disability has aggravated at a speed visible to the naked eye.The three fingers of the disabled right hand were in a state of hyperactivity due to excessive fatigue, and they were always in a fist position, and they couldn't even put on the special gloves.The fingertips pinched into the flesh fiercely. When Wen Zijie forcibly straightened his fingers, he found that the palm of his hand was bleeding.

"Hold this for him." A Bin handed Wen Zijie a square cotton bag, just the size of a palm, stuffed with soft cotton.

Wen Zijie took it, put it in Wen Ziqian's palm, let go of his fingers, and clenched his fists spasmodically, his knuckles deformed the small cotton bag.

"Brother Bin, last night my brother had two asthma attacks." Wen Zijie said worriedly: "I said to go to the hospital, but he is stubborn, and he has to travel four or five hours to come back to attend the wedding of the director's daughter. He looked down at Wen Ziqian's right hand, gritted his teeth sadly, and said, "What's wrong with him? I think he's pushing himself to death."

Abin sighed.Ever since Qin Cang came to the old house, he has been in this state.Physical diseases are all caused by heart disease. He is holding a breath in his heart, and if he doesn't vent it, he will suffocate himself to death.

"What happened to him and Brother Qin?" Wen Zijie asked, "Weren't they very close before? Why did they quarrel?"

That night, Qin Cang came down from the stairs, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a bit hideous because of the pain.

A Bin said: "Why do children ask so many questions? There are some things you don't understand, and I can't explain them to you. Take good care of Ziqian. If you can persuade him, if you can't persuade him, just let him go. One day he will make himself a fool." If you die, any grievances will be over."

His tone was bleak and his face was sad. Wen Zijie felt that the car was so oppressive that it made people collapse.

"You all treat me as children, I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know a lot of things, my brother and Ji..."

A Bin quickly winked at him, frowned and shook his head.

Wen Zijie quickly closed his mouth, looked down at Wen Ziqian, breathing evenly, he must have fallen asleep.

When getting off the highway, Wen Ziqian woke up.Rubbing his eyes, he tilted his head and asked, "What time is it? Where are you?"

A Bin helped him take the abdominal restraint belt, helped him sit up, and put his shoulders against his back so that he could sit steadily.

"It's 05:30. I just got off the expressway, and there will be a bit of traffic jam. I guess it will take another hour to get to the restaurant. Can I sleep for a while?" A Bin replied.

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I've been sleeping all the way, my whole body is stiff." Wen Ziqian moved his shoulders, stretched his arms, frowned and looked at his contracted right hand, took off the small cotton bag, and said to Wen Zijie: " Help me put the gloves on and go to a wedding like this, it's too embarrassing."

The three of them cooperated and forcibly straightened the fingers before putting on the gloves to cover the incompleteness.

Wen Ziqian lifted the blanket, bit his lip, leaned against A Bin, frowned and said, "Zijie, rub my toes for me."

A Bin knew that the road was bumpy, and he suffered from neuralgia again.

"Zijie, you come and support him, and I will press him."

A Bin has taken care of Wen Ziqian for six or seven years, not to mention knowing his body well, he is also quite experienced.

He directed Wen Zijie and said, "Pinch his shoulders and the back of his neck, and use some strength." He squatted next to Wen Ziqian's feet, took off the foot support and thick cotton socks, exposing his thin feet.

The muscles of the soles of the feet are very stiff, the toes are not as soft as usual, the muscle tension is very high, the toes are doing gripping movements, the insteps are stretched straight, showing an unhealthy bluish white.He skillfully pinched Wen Ziqian's big toe with his fingers, moved it back and forth, and then pinched his fingernails vigorously, the original pale nails were pinched out of color.

Wen Ziqian's feet were like popsicles, no matter how much he rubbed them, they didn't warm up, but his muscles relaxed after the massage.

Wen Ziqian let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It looks like I'm almost running three times now, and it's not as good as a broken body every day."

A Bin clamped his ankles between his knees, put socks on him, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you keep doing this, your body won't be able to bear it."

Wen Ziqian leaned his head on Wen Zijie's shoulder, closed his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, pulled out a wry smile, and did not speak.

Abin reached into his pants, bumping all the way, and the diaper was saturated.Last year, Wen Ziqian could hold back his urine for a while on his own, but now he can't hold back at all, and sometimes he doesn't even feel the urine flow out.

Abin helped him take out the diapers, and the mouth of the urine was a little red. I have been inserting the catheter at the construction site for the past few days, and it may have been damaged.He quickly put the contaminated diaper into the garbage bag and sealed it, and there was still some peculiar smell in the car.Wen Ziqian frowned in self-doubt, A Bin opened the window a crack, and when the smell was almost gone, he quickly closed the window, for fear that he might get sick.

I helped him pinch his stressed buttocks and changed him to a new diaper. This toss made A Bin sweat all over.

Wen Ziqian didn't open his eyes all the time, he himself was staring at such a scene.It wasn't until Wen Zijie straightened his body that he slowly opened his eyes and watched A Bin hold his drooping feet and stuff them into the shoes with difficulty.The standard equipment for him to go out is a suit, leather shoes, foot support and a long and hard girdle. He is slender and handsome, and his suit sets off his elegant temperament. Inside, it was uncomfortable.

Under the hard shell, who can know the loneliness in the heart.

……

The Taoyuan Hotel in the High-tech Zone is a hotel of Han culture, and the waiters inside wear different Hanfu according to their grades.

Lin Feng came here for the first time, seeing the door boy dressed in ancient costumes, he couldn't help laughing at the door, he looked like a gangster who had never seen the world.

Qin Ming turned his head and glanced at him, dissatisfied: "Don't embarrass me, if you laugh again, go back to the car and stay there."

Lin Feng covered his mouth, and suddenly saw a beautifully decorated beauty, bumped into Qin Cang and said, "Look, that one is dressed like a lady."

Qin Cang glanced at it, but didn't speak, obviously not interested.

Lin Feng made a "cut" sound, bumped him with his shoulder, and muttered: "A man, you can afford it and let it go. Luo Hua intends to be ruthless, so let's end the old story and start a new journey."

Qin Cang's complexion was not good, looking at the unkind feeling, the hostility in his eyes could not be hidden even if he couldn't hide it.

"Shut up, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Lin Feng made fun of himself, looked at Qin Cang striding forward expressionlessly, and muttered in his heart: What's so good about being gay?You can't fall in love openly, but you still have to intervene... Tsk tsk, how can a girl with fair skin and big breasts be so cool.

In the six months since Qin Cang was injured, although Master Qin was able to calm down the situation when he came out of the mountain, he obviously felt powerless.This time when Qin Cang came back, he also planned to hand over all the business in his hands to Qin Cang.

The business of entertainment venues is only on the bright side, and it is the freight trade that really makes a fortune, so it has to establish a good relationship with the leaders of the customs.It is necessary to make offerings regularly every year, and this kind of banquets such as weddings and birthdays are opportunities to win relationships openly and aboveboard.

Master Qin felt that Qin Cang had changed during this period of time. He used to love to laugh and make trouble, but now he couldn't speak a few words a day, and spent every day in the arena, guarding the whole night.

"Qin Cang."

"Well, adoptive father." Qin Cang approached, and walked forward side by side with Master Qin.

"Men, it's a good thing to be ambitious. But, you still need to have a family." Qin Ming said earnestly, "You're not young anymore, you're 26. It's time to find someone to marry and have children."

While talking, suddenly someone shouted "Qin Cang" from behind.Qin Ming and Qin Cang turned their heads, Wen Zixuan couldn't hide his excitement, and waved at him from afar, Pan Qin with a dark face, dragged Zixuan away.

Wen Zixuan wore a lotus-colored dress, and her long hair draped behind her was as black as satin. In the magnificent hall, with the lights shining on her face, she looked very beautiful.

"I don't like the Pan family." Qin Ming looked at Zixuan's back and said, "However, Zixuan is Yuanhang's flesh and blood. If you like her, I will propose marriage to the Pan family for you. You don't have to worry about the dowry. The adoptive father can't let you be looked down upon."

Qin Ming didn't hear an answer for a while, then tilted his head and said, "How is it? I think Zixuan likes you quite a lot. In the past six months, she has been guarding you regardless of the Pan family's objections. I feel very touched."

Qin Cang pursed his lips and remained silent, staring forward stiffly.The huge revolving door rotates at a constant speed, and the outside world is looming.

A black Sprinter was parked outside the door, and A Bin jumped down, opened the back door, took out a wheelchair, and unfolded it.

Wen Zijie got out of the car with Wen Ziqian in his arms, A Bin helped to support his waist, and the two put Wen Ziqian on the wheelchair together.

A Bin squatted down and placed Wen Ziqian's legs. Wen Ziqian raised his body with his elbows on the armrest and changed his sitting position. When he raised his head, his eyes collided with Qin Cang.

His heart missed half a beat, his right hand went limp, and he fell sideways on the wheelchair.With a light breath, the young man's face became distant and blurred. At that moment, he suddenly couldn't hold it anymore. He felt that the sky was about to fall.