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When Chen Qingwen walked in, Chen Wenxing was about to get up, Tang Rong first helped him one and a half steps, put a pillow behind him and let him lie down, Chen Wenxing was much better than yesterday when he was groggy and unconscious, at least his face was no longer pale It seems so red.

It's just that in Chen Qingwen's memory, Chen Wenxing's illness was relatively rare, but he knew that he would often get sick, and he took care of it deliberately, so he didn't get sick as frequently as Chen Qingwen when he was a child.

Chen Qingwen stood by the bed with a worried look on his face, "Dad, are you feeling better?"

Chen Wenxing lay there halfway, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's not uncomfortable anymore."

"But your complexion doesn't look very good." Chen Qingwen was a little restless.

"I'll be fine after two more sleeps." Chen Wenxing smiled carelessly, his nose was blocked, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke was hot, but now his whole body is hot, and he didn't feel anything wrong, "Yes Why are you alone? Where is Xiao Lang?"

"Brother Lang is watering the flowers. We didn't see you when we went downstairs just now, so we came to have a look." Chen Qingwen paused, and then said: "Brother Lang said that you are sick, and you will be suffocated if there are too many people around you." .”

Chen Wenxing was amused by Chen Qingwen's lively imitation, and at this moment Tang Rong poured a glass of water beside him, sat on the side of the bed, half supported him, and asked Chen Wenxing to drink from the glass.If Chen Qingwen wasn't here, Tang Rong would have personally fed him as usual.

After Chen Wenxing finished drinking, he took the empty cup, put him away again, and took the cup to the side.

Chen Wenxing drank the warm water, and felt that his body was relieved from the fire, and his whole body felt refreshed. He said to Chen Qingwen in a strong nasal voice: "Your Uncle Shen is here during this time, I see you and Xiao Ze often Go out to play, and take Xiao Lang with you?"

Chen Qingwen casually found a stool and sat down. He also had a smile on his face when he heard the words, "Yes, I took him to the playground to play two days ago."

"You yourself haven't been there a few times before." Chen Wenxing smiled and chatted with him as if chatting with him. Tang Rong, who was next to him, saw the two father and son chatting happily, and Chen Wenxing was rarely more energetic, so he took the opportunity When they didn't pay attention, they got up and went downstairs, intending to get something to eat for Chen Wenxing.

From yesterday to today, Chen Wenxing didn't have any appetite, so he didn't drink the porridge he cooked, and would vomit if he drank too much.Tang Rong had no choice but to let him eat something from time to time, but Chen Wenxing kept waking up in a drowsy sleep, and if he woke Chen Wenxing up, he would even lose his temper with him.

After Tang Rong went downstairs, Chen Wenxing was quiet for a while. Chen Qingwen was talking about how he took Aze to dye his yellow hair back to black, when he sensitively noticed that his father was a little absent-minded, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Wenxing looked at Chen Qingwen and said nothing. After a while, he said softly, "Xiaowen."

Chen Qingwen straightened his back unconsciously, and he didn't know why, but as soon as Chen Wenxing's tone came out, it made him feel that there was something important to explain to him, and even the expression on his face became tense.

Chen Wenxing couldn't help smiling when he saw that he suddenly looked like an enemy, and then the smile gradually faded, "Dad has a question to ask you."

"Hey, Dad, ask." Chen Qingwen looked at Chen Wenxing firmly with his eyes and did not dare to move away.

"Don't be so nervous, it's like being interrogated." Chen Wenxing stretched out his hand from under the quilt and patted Chen Qingwen's knee, and said in a relaxed tone, "Dad just wanted to ask how you and Xiao Lang are doing recently?"

Chen Qingwen's eyes dodged for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth parted, revealing a smile, "Oh, I thought Dad, what are you going to ask? It scared me, Brother Lang and I are fine, Dad, why do you ask such a question?"

Chen Wenxing looked at the smile on his face and was stunned for a long while without speaking.

Ever since they came to Lancheng, Chen Wenxing's eyes had been on Shen Si, and even Tang Rong seldom looked at him, and even ignored his son Chen Qingwen.At this moment, Chen Wenxing looked at the smile on Chen Qingwen's face, and realized that things might not be as simple as what Tang Rong showed him.

Chen Qingwen was the piece of meat that fell out of Chen Wenxing's stomach. Although it grew to such a large size in the blink of an eye, Chen Wenxing still knew the "piece of meat" that fell from him best.Therefore, he could easily tell how forced Chen Qingwen's smile was to him now.

Barely to the point of being a bit ugly.

But Chen Wenxing didn't say anything, let alone reveal the smile on his face. He just withdrew his hand and put it under the quilt, so that when Tang Rong returned to the room later, if he saw him stretching his hand out of the quilt, he would hold it silently again. His eyeballs were fixed on him.

Tang Rong was right, Chen Qingwen wasn't always a child, he was already a man, and now he had some things that he didn't want to bother him and wanted to deal with by himself, so he could only pretend he didn't know.

What's more, this is still a matter of the relationship between the two children. If Chen Wenxing intervenes, what will it look like.They only need to reach out to help their children when they ask them for help. They have to walk by themselves no matter what.

Thinking of this, Chen Wenxing smiled again: "That's good, I still thought you were playing with Xiao Ze because you were having a temper with Xiao Lang."

"How could it be?" Chen Qingwen heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I took Aze to play, Brother Lang is here too."

Tang Rong pushed the door open and came in, holding a tray in his hand, on which were the white porridge cooked in a small stove and other side dishes.Chen Wenxing has a bad appetite, and now he can only eat this kind of porridge and side dishes.

Seeing Tang Rong come in, Chen Qingwen also wanted to get up, "Then Dad, you eat first, and I'll go down first." As he spoke, Chen Qingwen pointed to the wide-open door, and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Chen Wenxing stopped him as if he suddenly remembered something, "There is something else Dad wants to ask you."

Chen Qingwen paused, turned around, with doubts in his eyes, "What?"

Tang Rong put the tray on the table and looked in Chen Wenxing's direction.

Chen Wenxing hesitated for a moment, and asked: "You told Dad before that you wanted to marry Xiao Lang, but you kept putting it off because of too many things. Now that your Uncle Shen has also found it, Dad wants to ask you about this matter, are you and Xiao Lang married?" Are you serious?"

"If it's serious, after we return to the capital in two days, your father will start preparing for the two of you." Chen Wenxing looked in Tang Rong's direction when he said this, and met his eyes.

Chen Qingwen's hand twitched nervously by his side, but neither Chen Wenxing nor Tang Rong saw it because the movement was so small.

Chen Qingwen smiled and said, "Of course we are serious."