between heartstrings

Wei Sizhe slid on the lighter for the third time, but he still didn't light the cigarette between his lips.

Rubbing his thumb unconsciously against his forehead, Wei Sizhe gazed through the windshield. The nursing home was full of greenery and flourishing flowers and plants. His father Wei Qiao was sitting on a bench basking in the sun with a happy expression.

In early spring and March, the pond in the yard reflects the sky, the clouds and lotus leaves are lingering, and the fish are playing in it, which is a beautiful scene.Wei Qiao was followed by a caregiver. The weeping willows in front of the courtyard blocked half of his view. Wei Sizhe could only see a pair of clean and slender hands holding a notebook. Judging from his father's contented expression, the man was reading aloud to him.

Wei Sizhe is very familiar with this notebook, it is "Spring Tea Notes" handwritten by his mother Ban Yue.

After observing for a while, Wei Sizhe lowered the car window and put the cigarettes into the cigarette case, feeling a little restless and wanting to breathe.Wearing a well-tailored silver-gray suit, the jacket was buttoned up neatly, and the collar of the shirt was snugly wrapped around his neck. Wei Sizhe stretched his arms out of the car window, and tapped on the car door with five fingers in turn.

The face in the rearview mirror has deep features and a three-dimensional sense. Wei Sizhe is handsome and outstanding, a type that can be remembered at a glance.

Including his occupation, which is unforgettable to hear - financial analyst.

With the breeze blowing, the willow branches swayed, sometimes the silhouette of the man was fully revealed, and sometimes half of it was covered.Wei Sizhe didn't realize that his eyes were always focused on the hands holding the notebook.

He wanted to light a cigarette again, but he felt dull and didn't know what he wanted to do.

Wei Sizhe, a 23-year-old graduate of the Business School of the University of Pennsylvania, returned to China at the age of 26, and is now 34 years old. He has already had a good reputation in the financial circle of Beichen City. He is very popular and has an excellent reputation.Ordinarily, such a man should have had a master long ago, and his friends worried about him, but unfortunately, he didn't accept anyone's affection.

The people around were eager to move, and came to inquire about the reason one after another. The first question was that he was extremely picky about aesthetics. The second question was that his career was at least on par with his. The second question was that his personality had better be docile and obedient... In fact, they were all excuses. In essence, Wei Sizhe was a slightly People who don't fit in with the group, whoever throws themselves into his arms, he will shy away from them. It is rumored in the circle that this person is very noble.

When he was young and energetic, he was independent, but after thirty years, his mentality became more and more settled, and Wei Sizhe lived more and more "independent".Being in Vanity Fair all day long, watching the love and hatred of too many people from all walks of life, cutting things off and making chaos, strengthened his determination to become a "single nobleman".

Wei Qiao can be regarded as an old man. Wei Sizhe, who is only 42 years old, always agrees with his son's decisions, does not deny, just nods, and is extremely spoiled - except for the matter of finding a partner.

Halfway through Chapter 2, the voice paused, Chu Jiahe turned his gaze to Wei Qiao, and asked with a smile, "Why is the old man sighing?"

"Hey, it's not because of my son."

Although Wei Qiao is over seventy years old, he is in good spirits. He wears loose cotton and linen long sleeves and chats with Chu Jiahe with a frown: "When I returned from a trip abroad as a graduate student, I knew that I was buried in work all day long. I fully support my career. I am 34 this year. A few days ago, I actually stated to me that I want to be a single nobleman. Doesn’t the implication mean that I plan to die alone? It’s really worrying me!"

Chu Jiahe closed his notebook, put his right fist against his lips, and smiled with his eyes bent.

Since living in Hui'an Nursing Home, Wei Qiao has often regarded Chu Jiahe as a confidant, and the only person in his heart is Wei Sizhe, and the one who keeps talking about it can only be Wei Sizhe.

"I used to be willing to go out with my friends for gatherings on weekends, but now I always stay at home. Of course, giving online classes to college students is a different matter." Part of the time I like drinking tea and basking in the sun, watching old movies one after another, listening to audiobooks, playing Fight the Landlord, and these days I am very obsessed with puzzles...Xiao Chu, tell me, I am still him at [-] Seventy!"

Chu Jiahe covered his mouth with a notebook and almost laughed out loud. "Do you want him to start a family early, get married and have children?"

Wei Qiao waved his hand and said, "Whether to get married or have children is his own business. I didn't ask for it, but you have to find someone to live with. If you catch a cold or get sick in the future, who will take care of him?" ?”

When the wind picked up, Chu Jiahe spread out the thin blanket and covered Wei Qiao's lap: "Do you often nagging him?"

"Ang." Wei Qiao hummed angrily, "Why don't you send me to a nursing home?"

Chu Jiahe couldn't help shaking his shoulders, he knew that Mr. Wei was actually joking.

The wind in early spring still carries the chill of late winter. Even if you sit in the sun for a long time, the temperature of your skin will inevitably drop. Chu Jiahe touched Wei Qiao's wrist with the back of his hand and said, "Mr., it's cold, we should go back to the house." gone."

Wei Qiao refused straight away: "I'm not cold, I'll stay a little longer, before the 'big orange' climbs the tree."

Big Orange is a free-range orange cat in the courtyard. The old people like to feed it snacks when they are free, so the body is plump/full.In the past, he jumped like a firecracker when he climbed trees, and his legs and feet were extremely agile, but now he can't do it anymore, he is too fat, so he needs to add a run-up.

Chu Jiahe had no choice but to follow Wei Qiao's wishes: "Then I'll put the notebook back in the room first, and then I'll make you a cup of hot tea to warm up."

When Wei Qiao was clear, Wei Sizhe pushed open the door of the driver's seat, got off the Porsche, straightened his clothes, and strode towards the nursing home.

In the distance, a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision, Wei Qiao squinted his eyes, and after distinguishing that the visitor was indeed Wei Sizhe, he couldn't help wondering: Didn't he just visit last week?Why are you running here again?

"It's a big weekend." Wei Qiao was both happy and worried, "What do you do with the old people, go out and play, make more new friends, next time it's best for two people to come see me."

Wei Sizhe stopped in front of Wei Qiao, bent down and shook his father's hand on his lap, and said with a smile, "A friend is more important than you."

Seeing his son, Wei Qiao was naturally overjoyed, but he knew Wei Sizhe too well. This child has never been clingy since he was a child.After pondering for a while, Wei Qiao suddenly asked worriedly, "Didn't anything happen at work?"

Wei Sizhe was taken aback: "No."

Wei Qiao was puzzled: "Being so obedient recently, do you really want something from me?"

"Dad." Wei Sizhe put his hands in his pockets. He was 1.9 meters tall in a suit and leather shoes, and he blended gracefully among the old people, which was indeed a bit "wasteful".He said helplessly, "My worth is much higher than yours, can I ask you?"

Wei Qiao glared at him angrily, "Little brat!"

At this time, a clear voice slipped into the conversation between the two: "Mr. Wei."

With a warm voice, Wei Sizhe turned his head when he heard the words, his thin face met his eyes, Chu Jiahe walked slowly with a white porcelain cup in his hand, the corners of his lips were raised, and the smile on his brow was more than the spring scenery in the courtyard.

"We met again." Chu Jiahe said, "We were reading the teacher's notes just now."

Wei Sizhe nodded slightly, out of politeness, he reached out to take the teacup in Chu Jiahe's hand.Unexpectedly, Chu Jiahe turned slightly sideways, quickly raised his hand to block between the cup and Wei Sizhe, and said in a low voice: "The water that has just boiled, be careful of scalding."

The fingertips touched the back of the opponent's hand, and the touch was delicate and soft. Wei Sizhe raised his eyes to meet the gaze of the man above him, and his slightly disturbed mind suddenly settled down firmly.

It's a great weekend, why do you have to come here?

He wanted to see Chu Jiahe.

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