between heartstrings

After hearing the reason, Wei Sizhe thought back to his incongruous expression and flustered thoughts when he was driving, and suddenly felt helpless and funny.

Feelings can make people not like themselves. Wei Sizhe now has a deep understanding. Although he is still calm on the surface, he has clearly realized that Chu Jiahe's emotions can affect his emotions.

His eyes adapted to the darkness, and the outlines of things in the car became clearer. In Wei Sizhe's field of vision was Chu Jiahe, who was surrounded by brown paper bags and sat upright. ?”

Chu Jiahe replied: "Yes."

Putting down the things in his hand, turning around and leaning slightly towards the driver's seat, Chu Jiahe looked deeply at Wei Sizhe, and said frankly to him: "It's the first time I've been this happy since I was a child."

He told Wei Sizhe what was in his heart without concealment and without reservation, Chu Jiahe would not hide, and he was even worried whether the other party could fully understand his current mood.

The atmosphere in the car was thickly ambiguous due to the two looking at each other, and some kind of impulse ran rampant in Wei Sizhe's body.Slowly raised his hand and stretched it over, covering the top of Chu Jiahe's head and rubbing it very lightly, Wei Sizhe said softly: "You've worked hard today."

Chu Jiahe answered immediately: "Mr. Wei, is he going to reward me?"

Wei Sizhe joked, "Twice is fine."

The words blurted out in a flash of brain, and then suddenly lost courage when the ending sound faded away. In fact, Chu Jiahe would not make any irrational or out-of-the-ordinary requests at the moment. The relationship between him and Wei Sizhe has not yet progressed to this point. Just bewitched by the ambiguous/ambiguous atmosphere, there is a desire to be more intimate.

Wei Sizhe seemed to have noticed something, and his warm palm slid down Chu Jiahe's forehead, and stayed by his ear.Warming his face with his palms, Chu Jiahe felt it quietly. After a pause for a few seconds, he put a stick in Wei Sizhe's hand, and looked at him again.

Chu Jiahe said, "Shall we get out of the car?"

Wei Sizhe nodded in response, took the brown paper bag on the seat, and opened the car door together with Chu Jiahe.

Several lights in the nursing home have been dimmed, the night is deep, and the yard is quiet.Passing through the lobby of the main building, all the sensor lights in the corridor were turned on. Chu Jiahe pushed the door of Wei Qiao's room open a narrow gap with light movements. Seeing the light, he leaned forward and walked in.

"Yo." Wearing reading glasses, Wei Qiao smiled at Chu Jiahe, "Xiao Chu is back."

"You haven't slept yet, did you have dinner well?" Chu Jiahe stepped forward, first tested the temperature of the teacup with his hand, and then picked up the thermos to add hot water, "Is the blood sugar normal after the meal? Did Doctor Fang give any instructions?" What? Have you taken the medicine?"

Wei Qiao answered Chu Jiahe's questions one by one, and commented: "You, you are really worried."

Chu Jiahe bent down and tucked the fallen sheet under the bed board, and said with a smile, "Mr., I brought you a present back."

Before Wei Qiao could react, Wei Sizhe knocked on the door, tilted his head in, and greeted happily: "Dad, good evening."

Not only was Wei Qiao not surprised, but he hooked the frame of his presbyopic glasses on the tip of his nose, cast his gaze from above the frame, and examined Wei Sizhe: "It's not Wednesday yet, is it?"

Wei Sizhe said, "No."

Wei Qiao asked, "Have we met yesterday?"

Wei Sizhe said, "That's right."

Wei Qiao frowned: "Monday is the busiest, you can't rest at home after work, go to bed early, why did you come all the way here?"

Wei Sizhe didn't change his face: "I don't miss you anymore."

Wei Qiao glanced at him sideways and thought, "It's no wonder I believe you."

Without asking the reason, Chu Jiahe focused on the paper bag that Wei Sizhe was carrying. Chu Jiahe took out a can of walnut kernels, unsealed it, and put it at Wei Qiao's hand: "Taste it, it's the one you usually eat. Is there a taste?"

After chewing two bites, Wei Qiao looked satisfied: "Well, it's the same, Xiao Chu has a heart."

Chu Jiahe said with a sigh of relief: "It's just the same."

"This gift is nice, I like it very much." Wei Qiao took off his reading glasses, stuffed "Spring Tea Notes" under his pillow and prepared to go to bed, and cast his eyes on Wei Sizhe, "That one is almost meaningless."

Drawing his eyebrows with his thumb, Wei Sizhe said, "Teacher Wei, what can I do to make you like it?"

"Now go home and sleep right away." Lying on the bed, comfortably warming the electric blanket, Wei Qiao turned his face to Chu Jiahe, and said seriously, "Xiao Chu too, stop what you're doing and go to bed quickly .”

There was wind during the day, and a layer of soil fell from the window. Chu Jiahe wanted to wipe the window sill again, but before his hand touched the rag, Wei Sizhe pulled him out of the room with his arms in his arms, and turned to Wei Qiao and said, "Dad, what about that?" We went to bed."

This was shouted too loudly, and was overheard by Dr. Fang, who passed by to check the bed. He couldn't help but joked: "You two, sleep together? I wish you a sweet dream."

Chu Jiahe's cheeks were hot: "Doctor Fang, don't talk nonsense."

Wei Sizhe turned off the light, lightly closed the door, and replied calmly: "Thank you, you have a sweet dream too."

Back in the parking lot, Wei Sizhe started the Porsche, lowered the window, put his elbow on the window sill, and asked Chu Jiahe, "What time is it?"

There was clearly time on the display, but he didn't look at it, and wanted Chu Jiahe to answer.Chu Jiahe took out his pocket watch: "It's ten to eleven."

After asking, Wei Sizhe stared at the pocket watch without moving, while Chu Jiahe looked at him inexplicably.The atmosphere was deadlocked for half a minute, and Chu Jiahe called out in a low voice, "Mr. Wei?"

"Can you tell me when you decided to use this pocket watch." Wei Sizhe asked bluntly, "What were you thinking?"

Chu Jiahe didn't expect Wei Sizhe to ask so bluntly, and didn't leave him any room or escape route at all, but he was just stunned for a moment when he heard it, then calmly put away his pocket watch, and seriously replied: "I'm looking forward to You can live an ideal life sooner.”

How to fulfill Chu Jiahe's "ideal" may be the direction that Wei Sizhe needs to work hard in the future, but before that, he must first determine one thing.

Wei Sizhe stretched out his hand towards Chu Jiahe, with the palm facing up and fingers apart, without extra words or expressions, just simply wanting to know his reaction.

It was expected by Wei Sizhe that the hands would be held, but what was unexpected was that Chu Jiahe used two hands.He tightly wrapped Wei Sizhe's palm up and down, and the heat spread rapidly. Chu Jiahe had great strength, and he could feel the heart he wanted to convey and express.

"I'll give you two weeks to think it over. After seeing my friend at the end of the month, our relationship will change." Wei Sizhe said, "I don't make decisions lightly, but once I make a choice, I'm determined and will never repent. ,never look back."

Chu Jiahe stared at the clasped hands, and said solemnly: "It is you who have to think carefully, Mr. Wei, not me."

With lowered eyes and straightened lips, Chu Jiahe sighed and said, "What can I bring you?"

The night breeze was cool, and Chu Jiahe noticed that Wei Sizhe was still holding the cuffs of his shirt, so he let go, turned his sleeves down, and carefully fastened the cuff buttons for him.

Breathing steadily, Chu Jiahe smiled and said, "Go back quickly, and be careful on the road."

Withdrawing his left hand, Wei Sizhe said to Chu Jiahe before raising the car window: "No matter what happens, no matter how the relationship will progress, no matter whether it is happy or sad in the future, Chu Jiahe must be Chu Jiahe, always be positive and optimistic mentality, always be yourself.”

Looking ahead, Wei Sizhe finally said, "That's all I want."

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