between heartstrings

After the words faded away, Chu Jiahe shifted his gaze, moved his body back half a minute, put a little distance from Wei Sizhe, and talked about the next topic naturally.

"The old man has been suffering from mild coronary heart disease. Did you go to the hospital for an examination? What did the doctor say at the time?"

"The safest treatment is heart bypass surgery. It's just that my dad is too old to suffer." Wei Sizhe finished his pumpkin soup and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth. "The doctor suggested hospitalization for observation. He felt that the hospital was too depressing." I chose to go home to recuperate, and then I was afraid of causing trouble to me, so I came to the nursing home arguing, but now I have to trouble you all day long."

"Where is it, Mr. Wei is out." Chu Jiahe smiled, "Fortunately, the condition is not serious, as long as you pay more attention, don't get tired or catch cold, and control your blood pressure and blood fat, your body will be fine."

"Old Mr. Wei is really the most worry-free of all the old people I take care of."

The chatter box opened up, and the atmosphere of the conversation became more relaxed. Wei Sizhe looked up out of the window. On a sunny weekend, it was best to go for an outing in the park. He screened the candidates in his mind, but he didn't find a suitable companion.Withdrawing his thoughts, Wei Sizhe asked, "Isn't it usually busy with work?"

"Except for going home twice a month." Chu Jiahe explained truthfully, "Basically, they stay in nursing homes."

Wei Sizhe unbuttoned his suit jacket, drank a bowl of warm soup, and felt a little hot: "Do you have time to go out with your colleagues or friends?"

Chu Jiahe smiled generously, and said frankly: "I'm not very good at dealing with lively occasions. Rather than going out, I prefer to stay at home alone and do something quiet. It's like your 'puzzle puzzle'. I think I might try it."

Wei Sizhe raised his hand to press the bridge of his nose, and took a vaccination first: "It will be addictive."

"If you have a strong personality and are easily impatient." Wei Sizhe added, "If you work hard, you will definitely let go of other things, and you will definitely struggle with it to the end."

Chu Jiahe asked: "Is Mr. Wei such a character?"

Wei Sizhe raised his eyebrows when he heard this, shouldn't the focus be on the puzzle?He frankly admits: "I used to have a period of pride and arrogance, but after the age of 30, it's much better, especially recently."

Chu Jiahe smirked: "Well, I remember."

Reaching out for Wei Sizhe's empty bowl and stacking it with his own, Chu Jiahe's gentle smile remained unchanged, then he opened the blue folder at hand and handed it to the opposite side.

"The one-month observation period has passed. If Mr. Wei approves of Hui'an and is satisfied with our service, he agrees to let your father stay." Chu Jiahe spoke at a moderate pace, "Afterwards, the nursing home will charge quarterly. One-time payment/payment for one year, you can enjoy a [-]% discount."

Wei Sizhe took the folder, glanced roughly at the contents of the "Occupancy and Responsibility Agreement", nodded and said, "No problem."

Chu Jiahe replied in a businesslike manner: "Thank you for your trust."

"'The caregiver should have a good relationship with the family members of the elderly'." Wei Sizhe pointed to a detailed rule under the "accompaniment management" and thought, "So our chat just now is also part of your job?"

Chu Jiahe replied honestly: "Yes."

"Understood." Wei Sizhe raised his right hand and made a "write" motion in the air, Chu Jiahe knowingly handed him the pen in his breast pocket, and stared at the other party as he signed his name smartly on the document.

"Old Mr. Wei will be taken care of by me." Chu Jiahe put away the pen and closed the document, "Don't worry."

Wei Sizhe said "um", "Of course."

After paying the one-year fee at the cashier in the front hall, and returning to Wei Qiao's room, Wei Sizhe sat on the stool by the bed, picked out a washed apple from the porcelain plate on the bedside table, and carefully peeled it.He is proficient at analyzing financial market trends and judging stock market trends, but he is not good at analyzing his own heart. At this time, he feels a little bit disappointed, slightly lower than the normal value on weekdays, and he is carefully looking for the reason.

Coming back to the nursing home once a week, and seeing Chu Jiahe once a week, this man who seemed ordinary in every respect was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye for the first time ever. "Have a good impression" can't be called for the time being, but at least Wei Sizhe has a tendency to "want to make friends".

Their relationship was relaxed and happy, Wei Sizhe mistakenly thought that Chu Jiahe also had the same tendency, but now he understood that these interactions actually belonged to the other party's work scope, and the relationship between the two became his wishful thinking.

This kind of feeling is not to say that it is depressed, and there is indeed a little bit of disappointment.

"You almost peeled off the pulp." Wei Qiao looked at Wei Sizhe from above the reading glasses, "You are absent-minded, such a thick peel, what a waste."

Wei Sizhe cut the apple into pieces: "You eat the pulp, I eat the peel, okay?"

"Hey, just waste it." Wei Qiao fed Wei Sizhe a piece with a toothpick, and asked, "Son, what are you thinking?"

"No." Wei Sizhe chewed and said, "It's not a big deal."

Sitting quietly with Wei Qiao until the evening, the father and son didn't feel embarrassed when they didn't speak. The TV was on in the room, and the atmosphere was always warm and harmonious.At exactly five o'clock, Wei Sizhe tidied up the odds and ends of the room, and said softly, "Dad, I'm leaving. I'll come see you next weekend."

"You are busy with your work." Wei Qiao waved his hands cheerfully, "I have Xiao Chu here, everything is fine."

Stepping away from the main building, the lights of the cafeteria reflected the glass wall, Wei Sizhe cast his gaze from a distance, and among the dense crowd, he spotted Chu Jiahe at a glance.The man didn't know what he was busy with, he was running around, occasionally rubbing his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand.

Walking among the rows of willow trees, the young leaves sprouting out of the branches bring the playfulness of spring, the leather shoes grind the gravel road, and the twilight flows on Wei Sizhe's face.Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, so he turned around in surprise, and stopped in place in surprise.

It was Chu Jiahe.

"Huh, we've caught up." Chu Jiahe bent his back slightly and breathed heavily, straightened up and looked at Wei Sizhe, holding up the kraft paper bag in his hand, which contained disposable lunch boxes from the canteen of the nursing home.His chest heaved violently, "Taste the one with lily."

Wei Sizhe pinched the mouth of the bag, surprised: "Pumpkin soup?"

Chu Jiahe took a breath and corrected, "It's pumpkin lily soup."

"The cafeteria will open soon, I have to go back and get busy." After saying this, Chu Jiahe turned around and ran, paused, and then turned back to Wei Sizhe, saying solemnly, "This soup does not belong to my work." Part of it is purely personal."

Watching Chu Jiahe gradually run away, the afterglow was dim, the evening wind gently swept across his face, and the lunch box held in his palm exuded warmth through the paper bag, Wei Sizhe waited quietly for a moment, and continued to pace towards the parking lot .

The mood seems to be higher than normal.

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