between heartstrings

The foreign investment conference lasted for nearly five hours before it ended. He Yuan threw the notebook on Wei Sizhe's desk, dropped his arms and slumped in the swivel chair, looking up at the ceiling with nothing to love, complaining.

"The overtime pay is so low, and the bonus has not increased much. The tragic reality has greatly reduced my enthusiasm for work." He Yuan looked tired and full of sorrow, and sighed, "My sense of faith is about to collapse."

"Let's collapse slowly." Wei Sizhe locked the materials of the investment and financing plan to be written in the near future into the locker, picked up his suit jacket, "I'm going home, so I won't accompany you."

He Yuan turned his head mechanically, focused his slack eyes with difficulty, carefully observed the expression on Wei Sizhe's face, and asked in surprise: "Sheng Rong is not a man these days, and we are almost being tortured crazy by the high-level. How can you still be in such a good mood when you are on a business trip in Pennsylvania?"

"Since you can't change the status quo, then change your mentality and don't be sad outside of work." Wei Sizhe said, "Don't waste your life because of it."

Raising his hand to stop Wei Sizhe, He Yuan narrowed his eyes: "Is this what you Wei Sizhe can say?"

Wei Sizhe turned his back and walked towards the door, waving at He Yuan: "Definitely not."

He Yuan immediately realized that Wei Sizhe's change could only be related to one person: "Is Chu Jiahe at your house?"

Wei Sizhe continued to wave his hands: "It must be."

He Yuan: "..."

After buying walnut kernels, Wei Sizhe was eager to go home, avoiding the congested ring road, taking a detour on the highway, and returning to Yuhua Community 10 minutes earlier than usual.

After pressing the fingerprint lock and turning the handle, Wei Sizhe stepped into the entrance, but he didn't close the door for a long time.Looking around, almost thinking that he was in the wrong place, Wei Sizhe looked at the photo wall hanging in the living room, he liked Chu Jiahe's layout design very much.

"Chu Jiahe, I'm back."

In the display cabinet next to the sofa, Chu Jiahe put together all kinds of precious perfumes, pens, collar clips, brooches that Wei Sizhe had put in disorder, all together with watches, and arranged them layer by layer. A finely crafted decoration, the overall luxury and nobility can be seen at a glance.

"Change your shoes and clothes and go to the kitchen to wash your hands." Chu Jiahe's voice sounded muffled, "Wait for me for a while, and I'll heat up your meal right away."

Wei Sizhe put on his slippers, followed the sound to the door of the bathroom and pushed it open. Chu Jiahe was kneeling and repairing the pipes under the sink. The hardware accessories were all over the floor.

Wei Sizhe looked at Chu Jiahe's dirty hands, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The washbasin drains too slowly, and it's still leaking." Chu Jiahe held the wrench and tightened the tee joint, "I'll try to fix it."

"Tell me how to do it." Wei Sizhe rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to squat down, "I will leave this kind of dirty work to me in the future."

Chu Jiahe hurriedly raised his hand to stop it: "Go and take off the suit jacket before coming here, don't get it dirty, it will be troublesome to dry clean it once."

Wei Sizhe trotted into the bedroom, hurriedly changed his suit, trotted back, squatted beside Chu Jiahe, and repaired the pipes with him.

"Turn it tighter for me. I won't be able to screw it anyway." Chu Jiahe handed the wrench to Wei Sizhe, "I'll turn on the faucet and put some water in it. Pay attention to see if the connection is still leaking."

After solving the problem of slow draining and water leakage, the two big men nestled face to face in front of the sink. Chu Jiahe put the extra hardware accessories into the box. Wei Sizhe asked, "Where did you get the toolbox?"

After wiping off the water stains on the floor tiles, Chu Jiahe said, "There is a hardware market near our house, and I bought it there."

"Huh? Is there a hardware market here? How can I..." Wei Sizhe shut his mouth in time, as if he wasn't the one who lived here before.

Chu Jiahe said with a smile: "Don't be bored at home all the time on weekends. You don't even recognize the surrounding places. Next time, go out for a walk with me. I just happen to be familiar with what's around here."

Wei Sizhe nodded, and said, "In the future, you can call someone to repair similar plumbing problems. If you don't have much money, don't do it yourself."

"I can handle this trivial matter, so it doesn't need to be so troublesome." Chu Jiahe said, "Besides, Si Zhe, the two of us have to learn to solve problems at home first."

Wei Sizhe agreed, "Okay."

Chu Jiahe covered the toolbox and bumped Wei Sizhe's shoulder: "I made braised prawns for lunch. To reward me for repairing the water pipe, please help me peel the prawns."

Wei Sizhe immediately expressed his opinion: "After peeling it, I will feed it to my mouth. I promise not to let your hands touch it."

Returning to the living room, Wei Sizhe was not in a hurry to eat, and stood in front of the photo wall quietly admiring it. When he entered the door, he just glanced at it, but he didn't notice that four of the ten photo frames were blank.

Chu Jiahe put down the dinner plate, walked to Wei Sizhe, and said warmly: "We have our group photo, the photo of you and the teacher in class, and the photo of your family of three. If there is an electronic version, choose four and send them to me. I will send them to you another day." Go to a photo agency, get them developed and framed, and your family photo wall is done.”

Wei Sizhe hugged Chu Jiahe flatteringly, and said happily, "Thank you for your hard work, I really like it."

Chu Jiahe said a day later: "I am very happy to live in Mr. Wei's house."

Wei Sizhe said with emphasis: "It is also Chu Jiahe's home now."

After dinner, the two nestled on the sofa and watched a classic movie.Chu Jiahe was resting on Wei Sizhe's leg, he was watching TV, and Wei Sizhe was watching him.

Even though he was stuck in the plot and moved by the experiences of the protagonists, Chu Jiahe still couldn't resist Wei Sizhe's direct gaze, and raised his eyes and asked, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Tuesday I'm going on a business trip to Pennsylvania to discuss cooperation with a multinational company, and I will return to Beichen on Friday." Rubbing Chu Jiahe's earlobe with his thumb, Wei Sizhe said, "I can't go to the nursing home on Wednesday afternoon, so hurry up and see me now." It’s not your time to make up for it.”

Chu Jiahe muttered in a low voice, "I'm working overtime and I'm on a business trip."

"We'll be busy for another week." Wei Sizhe calmly said, "Let's relax and relax next weekend. It just so happens that it's Qi Qian's birthday too."

"He called me two days ago and wanted to invite you to his birthday party. Including Lao He, there were no more than [-] people who came, and they were all friends we knew well in the circle."

Chu Jiahe asked: "What kind of gift should I give?"

Wei Sizhe said: "He doesn't need anything, as long as you arrive."

Chu Jiahe thought for a while: "Remember to tell him in advance not to buy cakes, I'll make one for him."

Wei Sizhe smiled: "This gift is really thoughtful."

I didn't see Wei Qiao for two days on the weekend. Although Dr. Fang often sent me news about the old man, Chu Jiahe was still worried, and rushed back to the nursing home around five in the evening.Pushing open the door and entering the room, Wei Qiao was lying on the bed to measure blood pressure. Before handing out the walnuts in his hand, Chu Jiahe looked at Doctor Fang first, and asked nervously, "How is it? Is the blood pressure normal?"

Dr. Fang frowned: "Yo, it's a little high."

Chu Jiahe's face froze immediately: "How come... I didn't measure high before I left."

Wei Sizhe smiled at Wei Qiao without changing his face, so Chu Jiahe could be fooled by Doctor Fang's poor acting skills.Immediately, Doctor Fang smiled: "As soon as the two of you came back, and the old man got excited, wouldn't the blood pressure go up?"

When Chu Jiahe heard this, he let out a long breath of relief.Wei Qiao looked sideways at Doctor Fang and snorted, "Don't scare us, Xiao Chu."

Dr. Fang raised his hand in surrender, put away the sphygmomanometer and tactfully withdrew from the room, slowed down closing the door a little, and looked at the scene of harmony in the room through the crack of the door.He has worked in nursing homes for 12 years, heard complaints from countless old people, and seen the trivialities of countless families, but the family in front of him really envied him.

This made him couldn't help but stop at the door and quietly glanced a few more times.

At noon on Wednesday, after Wei Qiao fell asleep, Chu Jiahe went back to the dormitory to take care of the flowers and plants, holding a watering can, staring blankly at a pot of bougainvillea.His eyes slipped out of the window, he knew that Wei Sizhe was on a business trip, but he still stared at the gate of the nursing home for a long time, making his heart feel empty.

Today is a sunny day, the wind is sunny, and the sun is spreading everywhere. Chu Jiahe opened the wooden chair in front of the desk and sat down, took out his mobile phone, and pointed the camera at the window.

At the same time, Wei Sizhe had just finished socializing, and was about to call Chu Jiahe when he returned to the hotel.After receiving the message, Wei Sizhe stood in front of the French window holding a teacup, clicked on the picture sent by Chu Jiahe, and smiled slightly.

What is an ordinary day like?

Chu Jiahe: I thought of you when I was watering the flowers, and I took a picture of the window for you. The light is bright and soft, and the clouds are beautiful. I miss you more than the clouds in my eyes.

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