After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

Qiao Xingran has a new tablet, and the drawing is more convenient and smooth than usual, and his mood has become a little better.

Uncle Li called again and said that his father could pronounce some monosyllabic words now. Qiao Xingran was overjoyed and immediately made a video call with Uncle Li.

Looking at the sober father on the screen, Qiao Xingran's tears immediately flowed down. He called his father softly, watched the other's thin chin move, and a "ran" came to his ears clearly through the phone.

"Father." Qiao Xingran raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his chest was filled with something called joy.

He never thought that he could really hear his father calling his nickname again. When he heard the word Ran, Qiao Xingran wished he could run to his father immediately, hug him fiercely, and tell him that Ran Ran was there.

Qiao Xingran thought so and did the same thing. After hanging up the video, he immediately ran back to the office and asked Jiang Yandong for leave to go to the nursing home.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." Jiang Yandong hugged him lightly, patted his back to calm him down.

Qiao Xingran's whole body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement and joy.

He buried his face in Jiang Yandong's arms, and cried out with grievances, all the grievances and loneliness he had suffered in the past few years, all poured out at this moment.

"Hey, this is a good thing, we can't keep crying like this." Jiang Yandong patted his back, waiting until the man in his arms calmed down.

"I, I want to ask for leave. I'm going to the nursing home to visit my dad." Qiao Xingran hiccupped while crying, and wiped away her tears with her hand.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Jiang Yandong nodded.

"Then, let's go now." Qiao Xingran grabbed Jiang Yandong's sleeve anxiously.

"Okay, I'll take the phone." Jiang Yandong said softly, and immediately took the phone and hugged him and walked out.

"Don't cry anymore."

"Ah."

As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the nursing home, Qiao Xingran anxiously opened the door before it stopped. Fortunately, Jiang Yandong stretched out his arms to hug him, calming him down softly.

"Don't worry, uncle has been waiting for you, take care of yourself first, you know?" Jiang Yandong coaxed him softly, feeling that his mood had calmed down a bit, and seeing him nodding obediently, he motioned for the driver to take care of him. The door locks open.

Qiao Xingran's mind was a little blank, he pushed open the car door, and ran into the nursing home impatiently, almost tripping over the steps at the door, but fortunately, Jiang Yandong helped him up.

Jiang Yandong comforted him, and walked in with his arms around him.

Qiao Xingran led Jiang Yandong all the way to the ward, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard Uncle Li taking his father to practice pronunciation in the quiet ward.

With trembling hands, he gently opened the door, and what he saw was his father sitting in a wheelchair, looking sober, practicing pronunciation with his mouth open.

The other party heard the sound, turned his head to look over, and immediately opened his mouth to send out a byte.

Qiao Xingran was a little far away, but he clearly heard his father calling him.

Ran Ran.

Ran Ran.

Qiao Xingran's eyes turned red, and he slowly let go of Jiang Yandong's hand, feeling that the other party gently touched his shoulder, he turned his head and gave the other party a look, and after receiving the other party's comfort, he slowly Walked into the ward.

In just a few steps, he felt that a century was as long as his father kept opening his mouth and calling him Ranran.

A hoarse and weak voice came out of his father's wind-like voice, full of longing and anticipation.

"Father, we meet again." Qiao Xingran walked up to Qiao Zhenyu and smiled softly.

"Of course..." Qiao Zhenyu stretched out his hand a little excitedly, and Qiao Xingran immediately squatted in front of him, reaching out to hold his father's already bony hand.

"Dad, I'm here, but I've always been here." Qiao Xingran's eyes were red, and he gently soothed his father's emotions. He clearly saw tears glistening in the corner of his father's eyes.

"Of course, I... I... I am... Dad..." Qiao Zhenyu opened his mouth with difficulty, and in just one sentence, it took him almost a minute to finish.

Qiao Xingran waited silently for his father to finish speaking, and when he heard what he said, tears flowed down his face.

Uncle Li and Jiang Yandong stood aside, although they didn't know each other, they still stood quietly and looked at the father and son in tacit understanding.

Qiao Xingran squatted in front of the wheelchair and talked to Qiao Zhenyu, talking to him bit by bit, suddenly remembered that Jiang Yandong had followed him, and hurriedly beckoned to bring him to his side.

Jiang Yandong squatted down with him, Qiao Xingran mustered up his courage, looked at Jiang Yandong, then at Uncle Li who was standing aside, and finally said firmly to his father.

"Uncle Li, father, let me introduce, this is my boyfriend Jiang Yandong."

"This is Uncle Li, and this is my father."

After Qiao Xingran introduced them, Jiang Yandong smiled slightly, followed Qiao Xingran politely and called Uncle Li and Qiao Zhenyu.

"Okay, let's get up and sit down first." Uncle Li nodded, with a smile on his face, without any expression of shock.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Li." Jiang Yandong pulled Qiao Xingran to stand up together, and sat on the stool together.

Qiao Xingran moved the stool and chatted slowly with his father. Although his father could not respond to him, Qiao Xingran could understand what he wanted to say.

When he was about to leave, Qiao Zhenyu folded their hands together with trembling hands, put them on his lap and patted them lightly.

"Of course...well...well...that's..."

Qiao Xingran watched his father utter these words with difficulty, his eyes turned red immediately, and he nodded vigorously.

Qiao Xingran waited until his father fell asleep, and together with Jiang Yandong helped his father to lie down on the bed, and then prepared to leave. Uncle Li didn't speak, and sent the two of them to the door all the way.

Qiao Xingran stood at the door of the ward, knowing that Uncle Li had something to say, so he held Jiang Yandong's hand tightly.

"Xingran, Uncle Li doesn't mind if you fall in love with a man, and I hope you can live a good and happy life." Uncle Li looked at Qiao Xingran meaningfully, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Yandong.

"Yandong, we Xingran have suffered a lot during this time, I also hope you can treat him well, I believe Xingran's father will be happy for you to be together, the two of you should be good together." Uncle Li stretched out his hand to pat He patted Jiang Yandong's shoulder.

"I will, please rest assured." Jiang Yandong lowered his figure respectfully, and agreed with a serious expression.

"Go back, and come see your father after two people." Uncle Li smiled in relief.

"Okay, goodbye, Uncle Li." Qiao Xingran waved his hand.

The two walked out of the nursing home, Qiao Xingran looked back at the sign of the nursing home with some reluctance, then turned to look at Jiang Yandong.

"I made you laugh." He lowered his head, looked at his toes, and said in a low voice.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Yandong reached out and rubbed Qiao Xingran's head, then stretched out his hand and hugged Qiao Xingran into his arms.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Xingran leaned against Jiang Yandong's arms, looking out the window at the receding high-rise buildings, still a little flustered in his heart, he turned his gaze away, grabbed his clothes, and started talking to Jiang Yandong. say.

"My father has been in a vegetative state for three years. I never thought that I could wait until the day when he regained consciousness, nor did I expect that he would gradually recover. I had given up hope at first, but who knew that God would actually be kind to me. "

Qiao Xingran raised his head and looked out the window, a blush appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he felt a little tight in his chest.

"Kind people will always be rewarded." Jiang Yandong looked at the top of the hair of the person in his arms, unable to say comforting words for a moment, he could only stretch out his hand to comfort him distressedly.

"You said, do kind people really have good rewards?" Qiao Xingran raised his head, looked at his hard jaw and asked.

"Why did my father always like to do charity work before, and when he encountered a small pet, he would pick it up and take it home to raise, or send it to a pet store. Why did he still encounter such a thing?"

Qiao Xingran couldn't understand it, and slowly leaned his head against Jiang Yandong's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat in his chest, the warmth by his ears gave him a great sense of security.

Jiang Yandong caressed Qiao Xingran's back, turned his head and looked out the window, "Yes, as long as there is kindness, there will be good rewards."

Qiao Xingran nodded lightly. He also believes that what is good is rewarded with good. The sufferings may be just some tests given by God, just like he has experienced three years of difficulties, and now he will slowly see the moonlight.

"Go to Zhao Yuexin's place?" Jiang Yandong turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"Aren't you going back to work?" Qiao Xingran raised his head in a daze, searching for who Zhao Yuexin was.

"No more, I'll take you to her place first." Jiang Yandong shook his head and said softly.

"That's fine too."

Qiao Xingran nodded, a figure in a white coat suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes widened when he remembered who the other party was.

"Zhao Yuexin? The psychiatrist?"

He looked at Jiang Yandong and nodded, as if a string snapped in his mind, gradually, a chill rose from his toes.

"Did the physical examination report come out?" Qiao Xingran looked down at her knees, feeling a little restless for a moment.

"En." Jiang Yandong glanced at Qiao Xingran, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

"I'm in good health, so there shouldn't be any major problems." Qiao Xingran twitched the corners of her mouth, lowered her head, not daring to see Jiang Yandong's expression now, lightly curled her pale fingers, and a trace of sweat broke out in her hands.

"Xingran, you still refuse to confess to me, right?"

He heard the person beside him sigh softly, and his heart suddenly lifted. Just when he thought Jiang Yandong would be angry, a palm suddenly appeared on his head.

"I..." He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he was kissed by the person in front of him.

"It's okay, these are all heart troubles." Jiang Yandong reached out and stroked the hair beside Qiao Xingran's ears, his dark eyes seemed to be smudged with a stroke of thick black ink.

"Will you face it with me?"

Qiao Xingran looked at Jiang Yandong's face, as if something was about to burst out of his chest, he nodded, his eyes blushed slightly.

Something was about to roar out of his mind, he subconsciously closed his eyes, feeling a stack of pictures flashed before his eyes, and when he searched carefully, those pictures disappeared without a trace.

"Uncomfortable again?" Jiang Yandong reached out and rubbed his temples.

"It's okay." Qiao Xingran shook his head and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

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