the one who lives in my body

Before I approached, Xie Dongrong noticed my footsteps, he turned his eyes, under the moonlight, his eyes seemed to be stained with a slight chill.

"It would be great if I could drive it within a few days." I smiled, walked behind him, and held the handle of the wheelchair.

Xie Dongrong lowered his head and frowned slightly, "I'm not thinking about that."

"I'm just expressing my thoughts." Staring at his slender fingers on the armrest, I lowered my voice, "You're dressed so thin, aren't you cold?"

The other party did not answer, but turned around and controlled the wheelchair and walked straight forward. I was not surprised by his reaction, so I just quickened my pace and followed behind him.

"The market is quite interesting, if only you went."

"Why don't you go? It's hard to come here. It's a pity not to see it. I'll take you there tomorrow."

Finally, "If I want to go, I will go by myself, without you following."

There was a slight soreness in my heart, but it was fleeting. I must have gotten used to it after a long time even with such a hot face and a cold butt. I hurriedly caught up with him again: "That can't be done, I promised the princess that I will take good care of you."

After a short pause, Xie Dongrong said: "You are so annoying." Then he pressed the acceleration button, and the wheelchair obeyed his will, running away from me in a hurry.

The other party's intention to refuse was so obvious, and then I lost my wink. Even if I had the same goal as him, at this moment I had to slow down and stare at him away.

The chestnut tree in the yard has been left far behind by us. At this moment, I look back at it and feel that it is very similar to me for no reason.

"It would be great if it could bloom." Standing under the tree, staring at the flower buds all over the tree, this idea was very clear in my mind. For a moment, I didn't even know whether it was for myself or for Xie Dongrong.

In order not to be annoying, I did not follow the path Xie Dongrong walked back to the room for the time being.

But in fact, I don't know where I should go, I just walk aimlessly in the opposite direction. Seeing the dew on the leaves, many things seemed to flash through my mind, but in the end I didn't grasp anything.

In this way, I don't know how long it took.

"Little tree?" The familiar voice brought me back to my senses.

In a corner at the base of the wall, Shen Fan was holding a cloth bag in his arm and a watering can in his hand, watering a bunch of flowers and plants growing at the base of the wall, as if he didn’t expect me to come here, he looked at me, A little stunned.

"Hmm...uncle." I scratched my head and had to say that even now I'm not used to talking to him by this title, "Sorry, I just wanted...to relax, and I came here for some reason Come, did I disturb you?"

"It's okay." With an extremely elegant gesture, with a slight lift of his hand, the watering can was firmly held in his hand. At the same time, I noticed that he changed the cloth bag in his arms into a hug, as if there was some treasure inside. "Since relaxing, why not talk?" Smiling, he said to me.

There was no reason to refuse, so I walked to his side, only then did I notice two crutches standing by the wall, remembering that his legs and feet were not good, so I reached out and took the watering can in his hand.

Even though he was walking with crutches, his posture was not awkward, and his speed was not slow. After refusing my support, I followed him and sat on the steps next to the house.

"Actually, the first time I saw you, I didn't like you." Shen Fan smiled and told me the fact.

I laughed secretly in my heart. The people I met recently are really honest and upright. If you don’t like everyone, you can tell them directly like this, so people don’t know how to treat them. "What? Did you like it at the second sight?" I asked .

"After talking to you, I fell in love with it." Shen Fan gently opened the cloth bag in his arms, and said: "In terms of personality, you don't look like your father, it's strange, but you remind me of my elder brother. "

His eldest brother?Is that Shen Fei who died young because of the rebellion?It might be a bit impolite to say that, so I kept my mouth shut and just laughed.

"Seeing you like this, I feel relieved, because Shen Yi never grows up." Shen Fan's voice was not particularly strong, but it was soft and gentle for men, which reminded me of Moonlight. A mother, because she was very willful since she was a child, sometimes it can even be said to be stupid and vain..."

Even if what he said is true, Shen Yi is my mother after all.

Wei Wei's clenched fist was covered by a hand, I raised my head, it was the first time I officially met Shen Fan's eyes.

"But she is tougher than everyone in our family. She raised you alone and never gave up on her pursuit. In this regard, she is much better than me."

"Xiaoshu, she is sometimes reckless and prone to make mistakes, and she lives in the capital city. I am often afraid that she will not be able to protect herself well."

"And I'm just a coward who is good at avoiding..."

"So, you have to protect her well."

Even though I didn't understand most of Shen Fan's words, in the end, I agreed to him.

Because his central idea is very simple, that is to be nice to my mother.

I've been doing my best.

The conversation finally came to an end, and just as I was about to leave, he slowly took out the things in the cloth bag.

I turned around and saw that it was a half-finished wreath.

"Is it for An Guo?" I couldn't help but ask.

"...Yes," he said.

When I returned to the room, it was almost late at night, and I saw that the lights inside were still on. I was very surprised that Xie Dongrong hadn't rested yet.

Ten seconds later, I began to regret that I had pushed in the door without knocking.

Xie Dongrong is folding his hands at this moment, stretching his body, trying to take off his clothes.

And what I saw was him sitting in a wheelchair, revealing a vivid scene of his c-shaped waist due to exertion.

In the next second, he took off his clothes, turned his head with his upper body bare, and stared at me who was standing in front of the door. Those eyes were like thousands of years of ice containing raging magma.

"I'm sorry..." I hurried in, and I quickly closed the door with a chill down my spine, "I didn't know you were changing clothes."

"I'm a man, it's just a change of clothes, there is no need to make a fuss." Xie Dongrong calmly changed his pullover pajamas on his body, ending the short but gorgeous visual feast for me ahead of schedule.

He looked at Xie Dongrong again.

Three seconds later, he seemed to suddenly think of something, frowned, raised his eyes and stared at me fiercely: "Can you be normal?"

I:"?"

Well, in fact, I am not qualified to "?", because I know exactly what he is talking about, just like I can quickly judge that he doesn't like someone on weekdays, just now he knew what was in my mind instantly Some yellow scrap flashed.

Maybe it wasn't a big deal for him to cover his collar tightly before.

At this moment, even a thick-skinned person like me is ashamed.

"Sorry..." I apologized insincerely but also sincerely.

I lowered my head, controlled myself not to look at him, and walked straight to the other side of the screen.

"...Why did you go there just now?" Xie Dongrong's hesitant voice fell into my ears at the right time.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, I felt like a hungry dog ​​who heard that meat and bones were about to be eaten, and suddenly pricked up its ears and turned its tail into a propeller.

"I... went for a walk, and then met my uncle, talked to him for a while, and then enjoyed the flowers." I said lightly and evasively, deep in my heart, "Xie Dongrong is concerned about my movements." This thing has made me happy.

"Suddenly want to go for a walk?" Xie Dongrong's muttering was so small and fast that I almost didn't catch it, but the next moment he said to me in an extremely clear voice: "Tao Shu, hug me to bed, Can you change my pants by the way?"

Xie Dongrong's expression was very calm, but when I heard him say this, I blushed instantly.

I think I really can't understand him.

Since he knows some of my thoughts about him, why can he still make these demands with peace of mind?

Of course, there was no reason to refuse, and I did as he said.

But that, to me, was extremely painful.

I didn't look at him, and I tried my best to ignore the heat of his skin. I lowered my head the whole time while holding the pants, and didn't have the courage to look him in the eye.

Until he lay down on the bed, covered with a quilt, staring at me quietly with clear and penetrating eyes.

I thought he was watching me, but after a long silence, I just stood up and said:

"It would be great if Yong Lihua could bloom."

"why?"

"I want you to see it."

"I didn't say I wanted to see it." He corrected me coldly.

I just repeat: "I want you to watch."

But I didn't tell him, I want to see you see the flowers bloom.

That must be beautiful.

Finally, Xie Dongrong closed his eyes.

After 10 minutes, guessing that he was already asleep, I walked to my side, turned on the night light, took out the backpack full of parts and components, and planned to use this time to finish the work that should be done today.

I'm not like Xie Dongrong, I worry about making a living.

It has to be said that the silence at night is indeed a good medicine for concentration.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the work in hand was finished.

The moment I put down the assembly tweezers, my attention was drawn to other movements in the room.

It was at this moment that I noticed that Xie Dongrong didn't seem to be sleeping particularly soundly.

Although he didn't make a sound, his breathing was heavy.

Not daring to turn on the light, I walked over step by step in the dark with a small light on.

Indeed, Xie Dongrong seemed to be having a nightmare.

His forehead was soaked with sweat, and there was a little bit of light reflected from the night lamp.

I tentatively touched his forehead and found that it was not a fever.

Maybe it's just a pure nightmare. I don't know what kind of role I played in his nightmare.

If he dreamed of me, I think [-]% of the time, I was the root cause of his uneasiness.

But in the end, I left a kiss on his forehead.

"Good dream, Dongrong."

I wasn't going to hear any response.

But the room was so quiet, and his voice was so clear.

"Tao Shu..."

In a low voice, he read it again.