between heartstrings

Wei Sizhe met new faces almost every day, and rarely made him comment unconsciously in his heart. Most of them just talked at a distance, and there was no impression afterward.

The people he comes into contact with at work, suits, famous watches, perfumes, all kinds of men and women, in Wei Sizhe's eyes, are just the same and the same.

Seeing Chu Jiahe for the first time, Wei Sizhe also didn't think there was anything special about him.

When Wei Qiao proposed to live in a nursing home, Wei Sizhe was having a video conference in his study. He neither refused nor agreed to his father's "request".In the next two weeks, Wei Sizhe cut his workload by more than half, and spared time to chat with Wei Qiao at home, take him to the park, practice Tai Chi, and dance to the disco for the elderly.

"I just don't want to see you working for me all day long, especially delaying your work. I really don't feel good about it. I have a bad heart." Wei Qiao complained, holding a teacup, "Send me to a nursing home, where Whatever you want, you can take it easy and I can take it easy, we are both free."

Wei Sizhe retorted, "I'm pretty relaxed now."

Wei Sizhe knows how to be filial, and Wei Qiao knows how filial his son is, but his plan to have a child was not for the convenience of supporting the elderly in the future.

Children have their own way to go, and they should let go slowly when they are upbringing. This is Wei Qiao's concept.So Wei Qiao had no demands on Wei Sizhe, on the contrary, Wei Sizhe always remembered his father all the time.

Both father and son are thinking about each other, Wei Qiao can understand it naturally, so he took Fan Er and sat on the sofa, crossed his arms, and made a final decision: "The food you cook is terrible, I want to improve my food .”

Wei Sizhe: "..."

After the Spring Festival, Wei Sizhe took Wei Qiao to visit several nursing homes, and finally, they chose Hui'an, which is located in the outskirts of the city.The living environment here is leisurely, the coverage rate of green plants is high, the combination of medical care and nursing care, and the service level are perfect... Wei Sizhe has a comprehensive understanding of the situation of Hui'an Nursing Home at the consultation desk, and is going to accompany Wei Qiao to visit the rooms in the main building.

On the way, Wei Sizhe glanced over the bench under the willow tree inadvertently. The man sitting on it was bending over, teasing a naive orange cat.

The man held a pocket watch in his left hand. The dial was small and glaringly reflected in the sun. Judging by his clothes, Wei Sizhe guessed that he should be a nursing home nurse.

It was time for lunch break and shift change, Dr. Fang whom Wei Sizhe had contacted before was entangled by the family members of the old people, the reception room was overcrowded, and the receptionist girl was so confused that she didn't know what to do.When she was overwhelmed, she looked through the window and saw a familiar figure. The little girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran out to rescue soldiers, and "please" Chu Jiahe.

Wei Sizhe's first impression of this person was quite ordinary, with plain clothes, neat short hair, handsome facial features, and always a smile on his face. It wasn't a stunning appearance, but it seemed inexplicably comfortable.

Chu Jiahe skipped the polite greetings, ran into the office and brought a swivel chair, placed it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window facing the flower bed in the courtyard, took Wei Qiao from Wei Sizhe, and helped him to sit down calmly.

Squatting down and looking up, he recited the names of several teas, and after Wei Qiao had selected them, Chu Jiahe went to the reception room to make tea. Five minutes later, he walked back cautiously with the teacup in his hand, noticing the scrutinizing gaze, he bent his eyes at Wei Sizhe, and said to Wei Qiao, "Mr., the tea is a little hot, I'll bring it to you after it cools down a bit. "

It was Zhang Rong's face that was not conspicuous among the crowd, but when Wei Sizhe came back to his senses, he found that he had been staring at Chu Jiahe for a long time.

Chu Jiahe didn't talk much, and his utterances were basically exhortations, fully taking into account the emotions of the elderly and their families, every word and deed was elegant and decent, and every gesture made people feel comfortable.Wei Sizhe couldn't hold back for a moment, and quietly commented in his heart: This person belongs to the attractive type.

Dr. Fang reluctantly pulled away from the family disturbance, smiled wryly at Wei Sizhe, apologized first, then greeted him, and shook hands with him politely.

Looking further behind him, Dr. Fang beamed and said, "We haven't signed the agreement yet, and you've already appointed a nurse?"

Wei Sizhe turned his head when he heard that, by the bright window, his father was enjoying the spring scenery outside, accompanied by Chu Jiahe.The teacup was transferred to Wei Qiao's hands. The two of them were talking about something, and Wei Qiao smiled happier than when he was with his son.

Now this is the sixth time I have come to the nursing home, and the sixth time I have seen Chu Jiahe, the memory images in my mind overlap with the one in front of me, hearty laughter rang into my ears, Wei Sizhe stood in front of the bench, Wei Qiao held Chu Jiahe soaked in his hands Over tea, the two chatted leisurely, and there seemed to be endless topics to talk about.

It's just that Wei Sizhe didn't know that these topics were actually related to him.

In the grass beside the willow tree, the big orange poked its head out, took a leisurely catwalk, planed the ground, approached the run, jumped up, struggled to climb up the short tree on the left side of the pond, nestled up and began to doze off.Seeing this, Chu Jiahe tilted his head and asked, "Mister, can we go back now?"

"Hey, I can't beat you." Wei Qiao took a sip of Jin Junmei, handed back the cup, raised his arms slowly, raised his chin to order Wei Sizhe, "Son, help me."

Wei Sizhe sighed speechlessly, and obediently held Wei Qiao by his arm. He circled Chu Jiahe from the corner of his eye. Even though he was laughing, this man was still steady.

The automatic door opened, and in the corridor on the right of the first floor, Wei Qiao's room was filled with a faint fragrance. The first thing that appeared in Wei Sizhe's vision was a pot of honeysuckle placed in the corner, which was in full bloom at this time.

"This is from Xiao Chu." Wei Qiao crawled into bed, leaned against the bed board, and put the small pillow brought by Chu Jiahe on his back, "This kid's dormitory is magnificent, with everything, especially those two white koi , very beautifully raised."

"The old man was joking." Chu Jiahe took out the pen in his pocket, signed his name on the duty list, and said in a humble tone, "It's just a little hobby when I have nothing to do."

"You have a good interest, at least dealing with living things." Wei Qiao put on his reading glasses, opened the newspaper, glanced at Wei Sizhe, and snorted, "It's better than some people who are bored at home on weekends and put together puzzles." Much stronger."

Wei Sizhe: ...This can also hurt me.

Sensing Chu Jiahe's gaze, Wei Sizhe turned his face, and seeing the other party pursed his lips and tilted his head toward the door, he nodded knowingly, and said to Wei Qiao, "Dad, let's go out for a while."

The canteen of the nursing home is magnificently decorated. In the words of the dean, the elderly who live here care most about three meals a day, so create a good and comfortable dining environment, strictly control the quality of the dishes, and try not to repeat the same menu for a week , is the top priority of Hui'an's service concept.

At [-]:[-] p.m., before the cafeteria opened, Chu Jiahe entered the back kitchen and served two bowls of pumpkin soup. Wei Sizhe waited for him to sit down together, took a sip, the taste was delicate and the sweetness was moderate, and he commented: "It's very delicious." delicious."

Chu Jiahe said: "Next time I will put some lilies, you can taste it."

Wei Sizhe was slightly surprised: "You did this?"

Chu Jiahe nodded: "A little hobby when I have nothing to do."

Interesting, Wei Sizhe unconsciously squinted his eyes.When communicating with Chu Jiahe, he was in a relaxed state, which is rare. His daily work is always against the clock, and he also has to intrigue with invisible enemies, competing for interests openly and covertly. Puzzles are for decompression. Yi, with a calm face, he seemed to have found another way to decompress.

Wei Sizhe sighed: "You have a lot of hobbies."

Chu Jiahe: "They're all those who can't make it to the stage."

"Know how to grow flowers and plants, raise small animals, and make such delicious soup." Wei Sizhe raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's not easy."

Chu Jiahe smiled upon hearing this, and was not at all embarrassed when he received the compliment. Instead, he straightened his arms and rested his chin on the back of his hand, looked into Wei Sizhe's eyes, and said softly, "Then I still have a lot of 'not simple' things."

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