between heartstrings

After listening to Wei Sizhe's retelling, Chu Jiahe's mouth tightened and he remained speechless, his expression became a little elusive.Watching Wei Sizhe get into the driver's seat and drive the Porsche out of the parking lot, Chu Jiahe followed the car for a while and stopped at the corner turning to the main road.

People parked and stopped, Wei Sizhe lowered the car window, put a cigarette in his right hand on the steering wheel, and cast a secretive look at Chu Jiahe.After a while, he narrowed his eyes: "Still laughing? How long are you going to hold it?"

Quickly turning his face away, Chu Jiahe held back for a long time before he could laugh out loud. Wei Sizhe's frank and direct statement moved him so much that he couldn't hide his joy.In fact, thinking about it carefully, from the moment I realized it to the present, this person's behavior has always been steady and gradual, and he will never be ambiguous or ambiguous when facing the relationship between the two of them.

Chu Jiahe had never felt suspicious or confused by Wei Sizhe's actions, he was even able to put all his emotions on the other party without any scruples, and what he got back was always steadiness and peace of mind.

Trying to restrain his smile, Chu Jiahe waved at him: "Be careful when driving at night."

Stretching out the car window with his left hand, he knocked on the car door with five fingers. Wei Sizhe leaned back in the chair and said, "Why, you're making you happy, so you don't even give me a smile?"

Chu Jiahe waved his hand and said, "Let's go quickly."

The deep eyes were hidden behind the drifting smoke, and the gaze resting on Chu Jiahe's face was full of inquiry and expectation. Wei Sizhe didn't move, staring at Chu Jiahe more and more uncomfortable, and then heard a rather helpless voice, "Wei Sizhe gentlemen".

Wei Sizhe accepted it as soon as he saw it, Chu Jiahe looked cute with red ears.He started the engine and left a sentence before raising the window: "Come over on Saturday and pick me up in the parking lot."

Wei Sizhe basically visits Wei Qiao in the nursing home twice a week.Chu Jiahe used to not take days off, and saved all kinds of holidays to exchange for double salary and bonus at the end of the year, but on the last Sunday of April, he asked for leave from the hospital and explained the reason to the dean.

This is the first time Chu Jiahe has heard of the "Charity Salon". The venue is at the Beichen International Hotel, and he will attend together with Wei Sizhe.

Yesterday was Saturday, before Wei Sizhe left, Chu Jiahe urged him not to make an extra trip to the nursing home early tomorrow morning.The homes of the two in the urban area were relatively close, so they made an appointment to meet downstairs at Chu Jiahe's house.

At noon on Sunday, after settling down in Weiqiao for a lunch break, Chu Jiahe hurriedly made tea and washed fruits. He wanted to wake up Weiqiao before departure, and prepared all the white tea and grapes he needed to eat.After checking the cleanliness of the room and making sure that the windows were closed tightly, Chu Jiahe walked towards the door impatiently. He was about to be late, and the next bus to the city center would leave in 10 minutes.

Putting on the reading glasses, Wei Qiao said, "Little Chu, sit down and stay with me for a while."

Chu Jiahe turned his head, glanced anxiously at his pocket watch, showing embarrassment, but still obeyed Wei Qiao's words, and sat obediently on the folding chair beside the bed.

"Eat some walnuts." Wei Qiao handed him the plastic jar in his hand.

Chu Jiahe took it absent-mindedly. Wei Qiao knew that he would go home after 12:30.The hour hand of the pocket watch was pointing to the number one, and he would not be able to catch the bus if he was delayed for a few minutes.

Chu Jiahe reminded hesitantly: "Mister, I..."

"Eat something." Intercepting Chu Jiahe's words, Wei Qiao opened "Spring Tea Notes" and said calmly, "I've been busy all afternoon, haven't I eaten yet? There is milk and bread in the drawer, so you can't be empty."

As Wei Qiao's caregiver, but under the care of the other party, Chu Jiahe nodded in shame and agreed, chewing walnuts in his mouth, quietly took out his mobile phone to send a message to Wei Sizhe.

Chu Jiahe: Mr. Wei, can I see you later?I haven't left the house yet.

Very unexpectedly, Wei Sizhe's reply immediately jumped onto the screen: three, two, one.

Chu Jiahe looked at the phone with a puzzled expression, and just after silently reading the three numbers, the door was opened from the outside, and Wei Sizhe walked in leisurely, holding a can of new tea leaves in his hand.

Tacitly raised his chin at Wei Sizhe, Wei Qiao instructed, "Put it on the bedside table."

Wei Sizhe obeyed and said, "Dad, I'm here to see you."

"What's interesting about the old man." Wei Qiao flipped through a page of notes and held up his reading glasses, "If you see it, hurry up and leave."

Holding the back of Wei Qiao's hand, Wei Sizhe squeezed it twice flatteringly, and then Chu Jiahe, who was still dazed across from the punch bed, tilted his head: "Let's go, Chu Jiahe."

Following the people out of the room, Chu Jiahe regained consciousness and found that he was still holding the walnut kernels given by Wei Qiao in his hand, and was about to send them back when Wei Sizhe stretched out his long arms and wrapped his arms around his shoulders: "Take it as a snack on the road."

The smell of light perfume is tangy, Wei Sizhe is wearing a wine red suit, the shirt is light gray, the tie is of ordinary style, and the color matching is extremely low-key. I'm afraid it's not as eye-catching as the clothes he usually chooses for work - after all, today, he is going to give Chu Jiahe is a green leaf.

Chu Jiahe separated Wei Sizhe with his arms and elbows: "Didn't you agree to meet downstairs at my house? It will take you more than two hours to go back and forth, and driving is exhausting."

Wei Sizhe had already predicted Chu Jiahe's attitude, "scheming" said: "I'm here to bring tea to my dad, and I'll pick you up 'by the way'."

"Mr. Wei, I taught you the trick of 'delivering tea'." Chu Jiahe dismantled him unceremoniously, and said with slightly rolled eyes, "If this is the reason for you to come to the nursing home, then I have your thoughts Clearly."

The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and Wei Sizhe showed a triumphant expression. He finally had an insight into Chu Jiahe's secret, and asked by the way: "So you asked me to come here under the pretext of 'bringing tea', what were you thinking?" ? Can you tell the truth now?"

Chu Jiahe choked for a moment, and Wei Sizhe got involved in his few words. He strode towards the dormitory on the second floor and briefly avoided the other party's questions.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, Chu Jiahe took off his work clothes, watered the flowers and plants in an orderly manner, and was about to lock the door and leave with his satchel on his back, but Wei Sizhe blocked the door domineeringly, leaning against the door panel with his back, arms crossed , looked at him with great interest.

Chu Jiahe's evasion was unavoidable, and he and Wei Sizhe looked at each other face to face for a long time, as if they were confronting each other. In the end, both of them were defeated.

Wei Sizhe lowered his eyes and said, "Chu Jiahe, I really want to know what you thought of me at that time."

Chu Jiahe deliberately wanted to stand in a stalemate with Wei Sizhe to the end, always wanting to see his anxious and expectant look a few more times.Seeing that Chu Jiahe was stubbornly refusing to answer, Wei Sizhe leaned forward slightly, and leaned closer to his ear: "Is there something about me in the back of that life record book on your desk?"

Chu Jiahe's complexion changed suddenly, and the expression of ease collapsed in an instant.

"The more I turned back last time, the more nervous you were." Wei Sizhe raised his eyelids and looked at the desk, "If you don't answer my question, I think I will find an answer that excites me even more."

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, and before he lost his body, Chu Jiahe stopped him and said, "Don't look."

Wei Sizhe stopped in place in response, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What answer do I want?"

Slumping his shoulders and sighing, he gently grabbed Wei Sizhe's arm, Chu Jiahe looked at him with stretched eyebrows, and said frankly: "At that time, I will give you advice, it's really not to find a suitable reason for you to visit the old man. gentlemen."

The voice paused, Chu Jiahe pursed his lower lip, and said emphatically, "The real purpose is that I want you to come over."

"Because I want to see you."

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