Chapter 43
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Only a purely gentle person like Wen Run can approach the guarded and cautious Ye Han's voice and let him take his guard down a little bit.
Chen Zhen has a good impression of Wen Run, and her profession makes her very good at chatting with people, but after a few words, the atmosphere relaxes, even if Wen Run started to dislike this lady inexplicably privately. But that little bit of scrutiny quickly disappeared in Chen Zhen's gentle and drizzle talk.
Wen Run was a little confused. No wonder Ye always likes her. She is good-looking and temperamental, and she has a good personality. It's hard for such a person to be unlovable.
He was inexplicably lost, and almost believed that this elegant and friendly lady was Ye Hansheng's future partner.
When Ye Hansheng came out of the kitchen, what he saw was the appearance of the two talking happily. If Chen Zhen's gentle performance was still jealous before Chen Zhen appeared, then it was completely gone at this moment. His face is sideways, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and a small dimple on his cheek is looming, very cute.
But now that cuteness is facing Chen Zhen, Ye Hansheng suddenly wondered whether his actions were right or wrong.
He coughed slightly and drove the wheelchair forward, but faintly shouted: "Aunt Zhen."
Chen Zhen replied and laughed: "Han Sheng, your friend is really cute and happy. I just said that I look a few years younger than you."
Ye Hansheng glanced at Wenrun and said quietly, "Aunt Zhen was not old at all."
The two of them sang together, but Wen Run was shocked and his eyes widened. He has always preconceived that Chen Zhen is Ye Hansheng's girlfriend. Even if Chen Zhen looks carefully, he should be a few years older than Ye Hansheng, he only thinks that Ye Hansheng doesn't mind age, or that he likes older women. But he never thought that the other party would be Ye Hansheng's elders.
Just after chatting, he deliberately pretended to be inadvertent and said that Chen Zhen looked less than thirty years old.
As a result, they turned out to be Ye Hansheng's elders, and his warm and embarrassed face was completely red. After the surprise, he was a little at a loss. Looking at Chen Zhen and then Ye Hansheng, there was an obvious panic in his black eyes.
Ye Hansheng gave a chuckle and formally introduced: "Aunt Zhen, this is my friend Wenrun, who lives next door to me."
Chen Zhen's expression moved slightly, and he glanced at Ye Han's voice meaningfully.
Ye Hansheng didn't realize it, and continued to Wen Run: "This is Aunt Zhen. Just follow me. Aunt Zhen and my mother are good friends."
Wen Run's eyes fluttered wildly. She didn't know if she could see through her own sentimental conjecture just now, so she called "Aunt Zhen".
Chen Zhen still wanted to make a joke, but when he saw that his shameful neck was red, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore, he smiled and revealed the topic. The gentle and careful thinking naturally couldn't hide from her. She was originally not willing to help Ye Hansheng with this favor. After all, wishful thinking often didn't produce good results, and couldn't stand the softheartedness, so she half-pushed and left the appointment. But right now she likes Wenrun, thinks he is a good boy, and realizes that he is not unintentional to Ye Hansheng, so she asks Ye Hansheng to pay more attention.
Looking across the two of them, Chen Zhen suddenly exclaimed, "Is there something smeared?"
Wen Run stayed for a while and reacted quickly, "I'll go and see."
Entering the kitchen, a good pot of chicken stewed mushrooms has been mashed. I couldn’t eat anymore. I turned off the heat, and put the chicken stewed and mushrooms into the trash can. Fortunately, the remaining dishes were enough. Then he brought out the prepared dishes.
Originally Wenrun prepared eight dishes, but now one is missing, and there are seven, but there are enough for three people.
Seven delicious dishes are on the table. Although they are not as good as the chefs outside, they are more like home cooking. Chen Zhen tasted them one by one, and praised her warmth.
There are only three people on the table, and no one pays attention to eating and sleeping, talking and eating, the atmosphere is very harmonious.
After Chen Zhen filled herself with a bowl of soup, she received Ye Hansheng’s eyes, took a sip of the soup, and said to Ye Han inadvertently, “Do you still have insomnia lately? Go out for a walk when you’re not busy at work. It’s not good for your condition to stay alone at home."
Ye Han nodded, "I know."
The two of them didn't evade Wenrun at all, but Wenrun was a little confused. He looked at Ye Hansheng suspiciously, "Is President Ye sick?"
Chen Zhen didn't speak, and Ye Han said indifferently: "I'm getting sick, and Aunt Zhen is also my psychiatrist."
Wen Run stayed for a while, almost subconsciously thinking of the car accident. He pursed his lips, but found that it was not appropriate to ask any questions. In the end, he could only "oh" and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?"
"Not serious." Ye Han said in an unsalty and indifferent voice.
Wenrun wouldn't be able to ask again, and dullly poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.
Upon seeing this, Chen Zhen continued: "Does your leg hurt lately? You don't want to see the Chinese medicine doctor I got you before. This is not a trivial matter. You have to pay more attention."
Ye Hansheng frowned slightly and said, "It's just occasional pain. I don't like others touching my leg."
Chen Zhen sighed secretly when he saw him like this. Although she was cooperating with Ye Hansheng, her persuasion was not a fake. Ye Hansheng was very taboo against injured legs, and he did not use his disabled legs for a long time. If the blood is blocked, the muscles will gradually atrophy, and there will be frequent pain. She once introduced two old Chinese doctors to Ye Hansheng and asked him to massage acupuncture and moxibustion regularly, and suffer less pain, but Ye Hansheng refused.
Wen Run listened and secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Hansheng. He had thought about this problem before. He only thought that Ye Hansheng was not short of money and should be taken care of by a dedicated person, but he never thought that he would not like others to touch his legs.
He thought that a long time ago, when he first went to Ye Hansheng's house, Ye Hansheng fell asleep on the sofa, and he touched his leg. Compared to his strong arms, his calves are much thinner, with almost no muscles but hard leg bones.
He frowned slightly, looked at Ye Hansheng disapprovingly, and looked at him like a child who refused to take injections and medicine.
Ye Hansheng pursed his lips slightly, pretending not to notice his gaze.
Chen Zhen glanced at him and said helplessly to Wen Run: "Look, he has been this way since he was a child, and no one will persuade anyone to persuade him to decide things." She held Wen Run's hand and said with some helplessness and worry: "He is so big. You don’t have a home when you are old. Since you live next door, if you have time, come over and talk to him."
Ye Hansheng frowned, how he felt like an old man with an empty nest.
Wen Run listened, and he nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will come to accompany Mr. Ye often."
Chen Zhen patted his hand with satisfaction. She glanced at Ye Hansheng secretly, thinking that she hadn't seen Ye Hansheng's reaction after persuading him many times. Now he can find his nemesis. Maybe Ye Hansheng will have to see a doctor obediently in the future. She looked at Wenrun and felt that the other person's eyes were no less worried than hers, and she seemed to be very concerned about Ye Hansheng's body.
After a meal, Wenrun has reached a consensus with Chen Zhen. Ye Hansheng asked Chen Zhen to come over. One is to let Wen Run know that she doesn't have a girlfriend, and the other is to let Chen Zhen appropriately "disclose" some things so that he can sell them badly.
Wenrun has always been softhearted, knowing this, maybe he will feel sorry for him even more. A man’s love for a woman sometimes begins with pity. This principle, even if it is replaced by two men, should still work.
He planned well, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhen didn't follow the plan. Instead, he formed an alliance with Wen Run and began to condemn him for not caring about his body.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Hansheng accompanied the meal with a headache, and finally sent Chen Zhen away as a god.
The people Wenrun went to send with him, when they returned, there were only two of them left in the quiet corridor. He secretly took his eyes to glance at Ye Han's voice, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ye, your illness... Was it caused by a car accident a few years ago?"
With the back of his right hand behind him, he unconsciously squeezed the corner of his clothes and rubbed it. He was worried about Ye Han's sound, but also afraid that the other party would be angry because of his offense. But at this moment, looking at Ye Hansheng's figure, he suddenly couldn't help it. He wanted to know what kind of damage the car accident caused to him, and it made him painful enough to see a psychologist. If Ye Hansheng is intact, he definitely doesn't need a psychiatrist.
Ye Hansheng didn't answer, he silently opened the door and went in, Wen Run followed behind him, closed the door, and then turned around. He stopped at the entrance and looked at him with unclear eyes, his thin lips pressed into a line.
The light in the room was turned off when I went out, leaving only a dim light in the hallway. At this time, neither of the two thought of turning on the lights. Ye Hansheng faced Wenrun, his apple tumbling several times, and for the first time showed his fragility in front of him, "At that time... mother died, Jia Jia became like that again. , I am very painful and I blame myself..."
He squinted, as if lost in memory. If he could be more cautious back then, maybe there would not be this car accident, and his mother and sister would be fine.
"At that time, I couldn't sleep all night and all night, I would return to the scene of the car accident when I closed my eyes and saw my mother and sister lying in a pool of blood..."
He laughed at himself, "It was also from that time that I suffered from insomnia and my temper became bad, so I had to go to Aunt Zhen."
He deliberately ignored the disgusting things the Ye family did in it. He wanted to make Wenrun feel sorry for him, treat him better, and didn't want to scare him.
However, even if he speaks lightly, Wen Run can still see a clue in his words and expressions. Back then, he only glanced at the news and knew that he had been in a car accident. At that time, Ye Hansheng might be suffering from unimaginable pain, and his stepmother and father didn't care about him. Wen Run just imagined the situation a little bit, and felt sore in his nose.
He sniffed gently, squatted down, and looked at Ye Han seriously: "You cannot be blamed for a car accident, and no one can predict the future. If my aunt knew about it, she would definitely not want you to punish yourself for others' mistakes. There is spirit in the sky, and I definitely hope you can live well."
Ye Hansheng looked down at him, the boy's nose was a little red, and his eyes were more hydrated. Although he tried his best to restrain it, Ye Hansheng still caught a sour nasal sound.
He really felt sorry for himself. Ye Hansheng's heart softened uncontrollably.
He understood what Wen Run said, and Zheng Xuan and Chen Zhen had said the same things to him at the beginning, but he got into the horns and refused to let him go. But now that the same thing came out of Wenrun's mouth, he felt relieved. As if the invisible shackles were untied, there was a kind of ease of finally reaching the destination after a long journey.
He originally wanted to make the boy in front of him feel distressed and distressed, but after seeing the other's worried and pampered eyes, he couldn't help feeling exhausted. He suddenly leaned in and hugged Wenrun, with his firm chin resting on his shoulder. Rarely reveals a fragile mood.
The necks of the two were intertwined, and Wenrun could clearly feel the temperature coming from him. He was still entangled in his heart whether to break away, this kind of action was a bit too intimate, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Ye Han's voice in a low voice: "Don't move, let me hold it for a while..."
Wenrun's raised hand stagnated slightly, and finally placed it gently on his back. He thought that the man might need some comfort at this time, just like coaxing a child, gently patting his back with his palms, silently comforting.
Ye Hansheng hugged him tightly, feeling the tender comfort of the young and young. He just wanted to rub someone into his body so that he would not be separated again, and he would no longer need to deliberately plan anything, for fear that he would leave himself one day.
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Only a purely gentle person like Wen Run can approach the guarded and cautious Ye Han's voice and let him take his guard down a little bit.
Chen Zhen has a good impression of Wen Run, and her profession makes her very good at chatting with people, but after a few words, the atmosphere relaxes, even if Wen Run started to dislike this lady inexplicably privately. But that little bit of scrutiny quickly disappeared in Chen Zhen's gentle and drizzle talk.
Wen Run was a little confused. No wonder Ye always likes her. She is good-looking and temperamental, and she has a good personality. It's hard for such a person to be unlovable.
He was inexplicably lost, and almost believed that this elegant and friendly lady was Ye Hansheng's future partner.
When Ye Hansheng came out of the kitchen, what he saw was the appearance of the two talking happily. If Chen Zhen's gentle performance was still jealous before Chen Zhen appeared, then it was completely gone at this moment. His face is sideways, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and a small dimple on his cheek is looming, very cute.
But now that cuteness is facing Chen Zhen, Ye Hansheng suddenly wondered whether his actions were right or wrong.
He coughed slightly and drove the wheelchair forward, but faintly shouted: "Aunt Zhen."
Chen Zhen replied and laughed: "Han Sheng, your friend is really cute and happy. I just said that I look a few years younger than you."
Ye Hansheng glanced at Wenrun and said quietly, "Aunt Zhen was not old at all."
The two of them sang together, but Wen Run was shocked and his eyes widened. He has always preconceived that Chen Zhen is Ye Hansheng's girlfriend. Even if Chen Zhen looks carefully, he should be a few years older than Ye Hansheng, he only thinks that Ye Hansheng doesn't mind age, or that he likes older women. But he never thought that the other party would be Ye Hansheng's elders.
Just after chatting, he deliberately pretended to be inadvertent and said that Chen Zhen looked less than thirty years old.
As a result, they turned out to be Ye Hansheng's elders, and his warm and embarrassed face was completely red. After the surprise, he was a little at a loss. Looking at Chen Zhen and then Ye Hansheng, there was an obvious panic in his black eyes.
Ye Hansheng gave a chuckle and formally introduced: "Aunt Zhen, this is my friend Wenrun, who lives next door to me."
Chen Zhen's expression moved slightly, and he glanced at Ye Han's voice meaningfully.
Ye Hansheng didn't realize it, and continued to Wen Run: "This is Aunt Zhen. Just follow me. Aunt Zhen and my mother are good friends."
Wen Run's eyes fluttered wildly. She didn't know if she could see through her own sentimental conjecture just now, so she called "Aunt Zhen".
Chen Zhen still wanted to make a joke, but when he saw that his shameful neck was red, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore, he smiled and revealed the topic. The gentle and careful thinking naturally couldn't hide from her. She was originally not willing to help Ye Hansheng with this favor. After all, wishful thinking often didn't produce good results, and couldn't stand the softheartedness, so she half-pushed and left the appointment. But right now she likes Wenrun, thinks he is a good boy, and realizes that he is not unintentional to Ye Hansheng, so she asks Ye Hansheng to pay more attention.
Looking across the two of them, Chen Zhen suddenly exclaimed, "Is there something smeared?"
Wen Run stayed for a while and reacted quickly, "I'll go and see."
Entering the kitchen, a good pot of chicken stewed mushrooms has been mashed. I couldn’t eat anymore. I turned off the heat, and put the chicken stewed and mushrooms into the trash can. Fortunately, the remaining dishes were enough. Then he brought out the prepared dishes.
Originally Wenrun prepared eight dishes, but now one is missing, and there are seven, but there are enough for three people.
Seven delicious dishes are on the table. Although they are not as good as the chefs outside, they are more like home cooking. Chen Zhen tasted them one by one, and praised her warmth.
There are only three people on the table, and no one pays attention to eating and sleeping, talking and eating, the atmosphere is very harmonious.
After Chen Zhen filled herself with a bowl of soup, she received Ye Hansheng’s eyes, took a sip of the soup, and said to Ye Han inadvertently, “Do you still have insomnia lately? Go out for a walk when you’re not busy at work. It’s not good for your condition to stay alone at home."
Ye Han nodded, "I know."
The two of them didn't evade Wenrun at all, but Wenrun was a little confused. He looked at Ye Hansheng suspiciously, "Is President Ye sick?"
Chen Zhen didn't speak, and Ye Han said indifferently: "I'm getting sick, and Aunt Zhen is also my psychiatrist."
Wen Run stayed for a while, almost subconsciously thinking of the car accident. He pursed his lips, but found that it was not appropriate to ask any questions. In the end, he could only "oh" and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?"
"Not serious." Ye Han said in an unsalty and indifferent voice.
Wenrun wouldn't be able to ask again, and dullly poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.
Upon seeing this, Chen Zhen continued: "Does your leg hurt lately? You don't want to see the Chinese medicine doctor I got you before. This is not a trivial matter. You have to pay more attention."
Ye Hansheng frowned slightly and said, "It's just occasional pain. I don't like others touching my leg."
Chen Zhen sighed secretly when he saw him like this. Although she was cooperating with Ye Hansheng, her persuasion was not a fake. Ye Hansheng was very taboo against injured legs, and he did not use his disabled legs for a long time. If the blood is blocked, the muscles will gradually atrophy, and there will be frequent pain. She once introduced two old Chinese doctors to Ye Hansheng and asked him to massage acupuncture and moxibustion regularly, and suffer less pain, but Ye Hansheng refused.
Wen Run listened and secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Hansheng. He had thought about this problem before. He only thought that Ye Hansheng was not short of money and should be taken care of by a dedicated person, but he never thought that he would not like others to touch his legs.
He thought that a long time ago, when he first went to Ye Hansheng's house, Ye Hansheng fell asleep on the sofa, and he touched his leg. Compared to his strong arms, his calves are much thinner, with almost no muscles but hard leg bones.
He frowned slightly, looked at Ye Hansheng disapprovingly, and looked at him like a child who refused to take injections and medicine.
Ye Hansheng pursed his lips slightly, pretending not to notice his gaze.
Chen Zhen glanced at him and said helplessly to Wen Run: "Look, he has been this way since he was a child, and no one will persuade anyone to persuade him to decide things." She held Wen Run's hand and said with some helplessness and worry: "He is so big. You don’t have a home when you are old. Since you live next door, if you have time, come over and talk to him."
Ye Hansheng frowned, how he felt like an old man with an empty nest.
Wen Run listened, and he nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will come to accompany Mr. Ye often."
Chen Zhen patted his hand with satisfaction. She glanced at Ye Hansheng secretly, thinking that she hadn't seen Ye Hansheng's reaction after persuading him many times. Now he can find his nemesis. Maybe Ye Hansheng will have to see a doctor obediently in the future. She looked at Wenrun and felt that the other person's eyes were no less worried than hers, and she seemed to be very concerned about Ye Hansheng's body.
After a meal, Wenrun has reached a consensus with Chen Zhen. Ye Hansheng asked Chen Zhen to come over. One is to let Wen Run know that she doesn't have a girlfriend, and the other is to let Chen Zhen appropriately "disclose" some things so that he can sell them badly.
Wenrun has always been softhearted, knowing this, maybe he will feel sorry for him even more. A man’s love for a woman sometimes begins with pity. This principle, even if it is replaced by two men, should still work.
He planned well, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhen didn't follow the plan. Instead, he formed an alliance with Wen Run and began to condemn him for not caring about his body.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Hansheng accompanied the meal with a headache, and finally sent Chen Zhen away as a god.
The people Wenrun went to send with him, when they returned, there were only two of them left in the quiet corridor. He secretly took his eyes to glance at Ye Han's voice, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ye, your illness... Was it caused by a car accident a few years ago?"
With the back of his right hand behind him, he unconsciously squeezed the corner of his clothes and rubbed it. He was worried about Ye Han's sound, but also afraid that the other party would be angry because of his offense. But at this moment, looking at Ye Hansheng's figure, he suddenly couldn't help it. He wanted to know what kind of damage the car accident caused to him, and it made him painful enough to see a psychologist. If Ye Hansheng is intact, he definitely doesn't need a psychiatrist.
Ye Hansheng didn't answer, he silently opened the door and went in, Wen Run followed behind him, closed the door, and then turned around. He stopped at the entrance and looked at him with unclear eyes, his thin lips pressed into a line.
The light in the room was turned off when I went out, leaving only a dim light in the hallway. At this time, neither of the two thought of turning on the lights. Ye Hansheng faced Wenrun, his apple tumbling several times, and for the first time showed his fragility in front of him, "At that time... mother died, Jia Jia became like that again. , I am very painful and I blame myself..."
He squinted, as if lost in memory. If he could be more cautious back then, maybe there would not be this car accident, and his mother and sister would be fine.
"At that time, I couldn't sleep all night and all night, I would return to the scene of the car accident when I closed my eyes and saw my mother and sister lying in a pool of blood..."
He laughed at himself, "It was also from that time that I suffered from insomnia and my temper became bad, so I had to go to Aunt Zhen."
He deliberately ignored the disgusting things the Ye family did in it. He wanted to make Wenrun feel sorry for him, treat him better, and didn't want to scare him.
However, even if he speaks lightly, Wen Run can still see a clue in his words and expressions. Back then, he only glanced at the news and knew that he had been in a car accident. At that time, Ye Hansheng might be suffering from unimaginable pain, and his stepmother and father didn't care about him. Wen Run just imagined the situation a little bit, and felt sore in his nose.
He sniffed gently, squatted down, and looked at Ye Han seriously: "You cannot be blamed for a car accident, and no one can predict the future. If my aunt knew about it, she would definitely not want you to punish yourself for others' mistakes. There is spirit in the sky, and I definitely hope you can live well."
Ye Hansheng looked down at him, the boy's nose was a little red, and his eyes were more hydrated. Although he tried his best to restrain it, Ye Hansheng still caught a sour nasal sound.
He really felt sorry for himself. Ye Hansheng's heart softened uncontrollably.
He understood what Wen Run said, and Zheng Xuan and Chen Zhen had said the same things to him at the beginning, but he got into the horns and refused to let him go. But now that the same thing came out of Wenrun's mouth, he felt relieved. As if the invisible shackles were untied, there was a kind of ease of finally reaching the destination after a long journey.
He originally wanted to make the boy in front of him feel distressed and distressed, but after seeing the other's worried and pampered eyes, he couldn't help feeling exhausted. He suddenly leaned in and hugged Wenrun, with his firm chin resting on his shoulder. Rarely reveals a fragile mood.
The necks of the two were intertwined, and Wenrun could clearly feel the temperature coming from him. He was still entangled in his heart whether to break away, this kind of action was a bit too intimate, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Ye Han's voice in a low voice: "Don't move, let me hold it for a while..."
Wenrun's raised hand stagnated slightly, and finally placed it gently on his back. He thought that the man might need some comfort at this time, just like coaxing a child, gently patting his back with his palms, silently comforting.
Ye Hansheng hugged him tightly, feeling the tender comfort of the young and young. He just wanted to rub someone into his body so that he would not be separated again, and he would no longer need to deliberately plan anything, for fear that he would leave himself one day.
Only a purely gentle person like Wen Run can approach the guarded and cautious Ye Han's voice and let him take his guard down a little bit.Chen Zhen has a good impression of Wen Run, and her profession makes her very good at chatting with people, but after a few words, the atmosphere relaxes, even if Wen Run started to dislike this lady inexplicably privately. But that little bit of scrutiny quickly disappeared in Chen Zhen's gentle and drizzle talk.Wen Run was a little confused. No wonder Ye always likes her. She is good-looking and temperamental, and she has a good personality. It's hard for such a person to be unlovable.He was inexplicably lost, and almost believed that this elegant and friendly lady was Ye Hansheng's future partner.When Ye Hansheng came out of the kitchen, what he saw was the appearance of the two talking happily. If Chen Zhen's gentle performance was still jealous before Chen Zhen appeared, then it was completely gone at this moment. His face is sideways, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and a small dimple on his cheek is looming, very cute.But now that cuteness is facing Chen Zhen, Ye Hansheng suddenly wondered whether his actions were right or wrong.He coughed slightly and drove the wheelchair forward, but faintly shouted: "Aunt Zhen."Chen Zhen replied and laughed: "Han Sheng, your friend is really cute and happy. I just said that I look a few years younger than you."Ye Hansheng glanced at Wenrun and said quietly, "Aunt Zhen was not old at all."The two of them sang together, but Wen Run was shocked and his eyes widened. He has always preconceived that Chen Zhen is Ye Hansheng's girlfriend. Even if Chen Zhen looks carefully, he should be a few years older than Ye Hansheng, he only thinks that Ye Hansheng doesn't mind age, or that he likes older women. But he never thought that the other party would be Ye Hansheng's elders.Just after chatting, he deliberately pretended to be inadvertent and said that Chen Zhen looked less than thirty years old.As a result, they turned out to be Ye Hansheng's elders, and his warm and embarrassed face was completely red. After the surprise, he was a little at a loss. Looking at Chen Zhen and then Ye Hansheng, there was an obvious panic in his black eyes.Ye Hansheng gave a chuckle and formally introduced: "Aunt Zhen, this is my friend Wenrun, who lives next door to me."Chen Zhen's expression moved slightly, and he glanced at Ye Han's voice meaningfully.Ye Hansheng didn't realize it, and continued to Wen Run: "This is Aunt Zhen. Just follow me. Aunt Zhen and my mother are good friends."Wen Run's eyes fluttered wildly. She didn't know if she could see through her own sentimental conjecture just now, so she called "Aunt Zhen".Chen Zhen still wanted to make a joke, but when he saw that his shameful neck was red, and couldn't bear to tease him anymore, he smiled and revealed the topic. The gentle and careful thinking naturally couldn't hide from her. She was originally not willing to help Ye Hansheng with this favor. After all, wishful thinking often didn't produce good results, and couldn't stand the softheartedness, so she half-pushed and left the appointment. But right now she likes Wenrun, thinks he is a good boy, and realizes that he is not unintentional to Ye Hansheng, so she asks Ye Hansheng to pay more attention.Looking across the two of them, Chen Zhen suddenly exclaimed, "Is there something smeared?"Wen Run stayed for a while and reacted quickly, "I'll go and see."Entering the kitchen, a good pot of chicken stewed mushrooms has been mashed. I couldn't eat anymore. I turned off the heat, and put the chicken stewed and mushrooms into the trash can. Fortunately, the remaining dishes were enough. Then he brought out the prepared dishes.Originally Wenrun prepared eight dishes, but now one is missing, and there are seven, but there are enough for three people.Seven delicious dishes are on the table. Although they are not as good as the chefs outside, they are more like home cooking. Chen Zhen tasted them one by one, and praised her warmth.There are only three people on the table, and no one pays attention to eating and sleeping, talking and eating, the atmosphere is very harmonious.After Chen Zhen filled herself with a bowl of soup, she received Ye Hansheng's eyes, took a sip of the soup, and said to Ye Han inadvertently, Do you still have insomnia lately? Go out for a walk when you're not busy at work. It's not good for your condition to stay alone at home."Ye Han nodded, "I know."The two of them didn't evade Wenrun at all, but Wenrun was a little confused. He looked at Ye Hansheng suspiciously, "Is President Ye sick?"Chen Zhen didn't speak, and Ye Han said indifferently: "I'm getting sick, and Aunt Zhen is also my psychiatrist."Wen Run stayed for a while, almost subconsciously thinking of the car accident. He pursed his lips, but found that it was not appropriate to ask any questions. In the end, he could only "oh" and asked in a low voice: "Is it serious?""Not serious." Ye Han said in an unsalty and indifferent voice.Wenrun wouldn't be able to ask again, and dullly poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.Upon seeing this, Chen Zhen continued: "Does your leg hurt lately? You don't want to see the Chinese medicine doctor I got you before. This is not a trivial matter. You have to pay more attention."Ye Hansheng frowned slightly and said, "It's just occasional pain. I don't like others touching my leg."Chen Zhen sighed secretly when he saw him like this. Although she was cooperating with Ye Hansheng, her persuasion was not a fake. Ye Hansheng was very taboo against injured legs, and he did not use his disabled legs for a long time. If the blood is blocked, the muscles will gradually atrophy, and there will be frequent pain. She once introduced two old Chinese doctors to Ye Hansheng and asked him to massage acupuncture and moxibustion regularly, and suffer less pain, but Ye Hansheng refused.Wen Run listened and secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Hansheng. He had thought about this problem before. He only thought that Ye Hansheng was not short of money and should be taken care of by a dedicated person, but he never thought that he would not like others to touch his legs.He thought that a long time ago, when he first went to Ye Hansheng's house, Ye Hansheng fell asleep on the sofa, and he touched his leg. Compared to his strong arms, his calves are much thinner, with almost no muscles but hard leg bones.He frowned slightly, looked at Ye Hansheng disapprovingly, and looked at him like a child who refused to take injections and medicine.Ye Hansheng pursed his lips slightly, pretending not to notice his gaze.Chen Zhen glanced at him and said helplessly to Wen Run: "Look, he has been this way since he was a child, and no one will persuade anyone to persuade him to decide things." She held Wen Run's hand and said with some helplessness and worry: "He is so big. You don't have a home when you are old. Since you live next door, if you have time, come over and talk to him."Ye Hansheng frowned, how he felt like an old man with an empty nest.Wen Run listened, and he nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I will come to accompany Mr. Ye often."Chen Zhen patted his hand with satisfaction. She glanced at Ye Hansheng secretly, thinking that she hadn't seen Ye Hansheng's reaction after persuading him many times. Now he can find his nemesis. Maybe Ye Hansheng will have to see a doctor obediently in the future. She looked at Wenrun and felt that the other person's eyes were no less worried than hers, and she seemed to be very concerned about Ye Hansheng's body.After a meal, Wenrun has reached a consensus with Chen Zhen. Ye Hansheng asked Chen Zhen to come over. One is to let Wen Run know that she doesn't have a girlfriend, and the other is to let Chen Zhen appropriately "disclose" some things so that he can sell them badly.Wenrun has always been softhearted, knowing this, maybe he will feel sorry for him even more. A man's love for a woman sometimes begins with pity. This principle, even if it is replaced by two men, should still work.He planned well, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhen didn't follow the plan. Instead, he formed an alliance with Wen Run and began to condemn him for not caring about his body.Rubbing his eyebrows, Ye Hansheng accompanied the meal with a headache, and finally sent Chen Zhen away as a god.The people Wenrun went to send with him, when they returned, there were only two of them left in the quiet corridor. He secretly took his eyes to glance at Ye Han's voice, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ye, your illness... Was it caused by a car accident a few years ago?"With the back of his right hand behind him, he unconsciously squeezed the corner of his clothes and rubbed it. He was worried about Ye Han's sound, but also afraid that the other party would be angry because of his offense. But at this moment, looking at Ye Hansheng's figure, he suddenly couldn't help it. He wanted to know what kind of damage the car accident caused to him, and it made him painful enough to see a psychologist. If Ye Hansheng is intact, he definitely doesn't need a psychiatrist.Ye Hansheng didn't answer, he silently opened the door and went in, Wen Run followed behind him, closed the door, and then turned around. He stopped at the entrance and looked at him with unclear eyes, his thin lips pressed into a line.The light in the room was turned off when I went out, leaving only a dim light in the hallway. At this time, neither of the two thought of turning on the lights. Ye Hansheng faced Wenrun, his apple tumbling several times, and for the first time showed his fragility in front of him, "At that time... mother died, Jia Jia became like that again. , I am very painful and I blame myself..."He squinted, as if lost in memory. If he could be more cautious back then, maybe there would not be this car accident, and his mother and sister would be fine."At that time, I couldn't sleep all night and all night, I would return to the scene of the car accident when I closed my eyes and saw my mother and sister lying in a pool of blood..."He laughed at himself, "It was also from that time that I suffered from insomnia and my temper became bad, so I had to go to Aunt Zhen."He deliberately ignored the disgusting things the Ye family did in it. He wanted to make Wenrun feel sorry for him, treat him better, and didn't want to scare him.However, even if he speaks lightly, Wen Run can still see a clue in his words and expressions. Back then, he only glanced at the news and knew that he had been in a car accident. At that time, Ye Hansheng might be suffering from unimaginable pain, and his stepmother and father didn't care about him. Wen Run just imagined the situation a little bit, and felt sore in his nose.He sniffed gently, squatted down, and looked at Ye Han seriously: "You cannot be blamed for a car accident, and no one can predict the future. If my aunt knew about it, she would definitely not want you to punish yourself for others' mistakes. There is spirit in the sky, and I definitely hope you can live well."Ye Hansheng looked down at him, the boy's nose was a little red, and his eyes were more hydrated. Although he tried his best to restrain it, Ye Hansheng still caught a sour nasal sound.He really felt sorry for himself. Ye Hansheng's heart softened uncontrollably.He understood what Wen Run said, and Zheng Xuan and Chen Zhen had said the same things to him at the beginning, but he got into the horns and refused to let him go. But now that the same thing came out of Wenrun's mouth, he felt relieved. As if the invisible shackles were untied, there was a kind of ease of finally reaching the destination after a long journey.He originally wanted to make the boy in front of him feel distressed and distressed, but after seeing the other's worried and pampered eyes, he couldn't help feeling exhausted. He suddenly leaned in and hugged Wenrun, with his firm chin resting on his shoulder. Rarely reveals a fragile mood.The necks of the two were intertwined, and Wenrun could clearly feel the temperature coming from him. He was still entangled in his heart whether to break away, this kind of action was a bit too intimate, but as soon as he raised his hand, he heard Ye Han's voice in a low voice: "Don't move, let me hold it for a while..."Wenrun's raised hand stagnated slightly, and finally placed it gently on his back. He thought that the man might need some comfort at this time, just like coaxing a child, gently patting his back with his palms, silently comforting.Ye Hansheng hugged him tightly, feeling the tender comfort of the young and young. He just wanted to rub someone into his body so that he would not be separated again, and he would no longer need to deliberately plan anything, for fear that he would leave himself one day.
