Zhuang Yan woke up hungry the next day.
He rubbed his hungry stomach, only to find that there was no one around him.
Xie Ning woke up earlier than him and came out of Zhuang Yan's arms lightly. Maybe Zhuang Yan was really tired, and he was not awakened by such a big move.
After Xie Ning finished dressing, he couldn't help but lower his head to describe Zhuang Yan's sleeping appearance.
Zhuang Yan's eyes were closed, and he looked very quiet, less domineering than he used to be, showing a bit of harmlessness.
Xie Ning reached out and touched Zhuang Yan's face.
Zhuang Yan knew nothing and was still asleep.
Xie Ning then became bold, rubbed his fingertips across his face, stroked his beautiful eyebrows, raised his nose, and stayed on his lips for a while.
Zhuang Yan seemed to be aware of it in the dream, and pursed his lips.
Xie Ning was startled, and withdrew his hand suddenly, and then saw that Zhuang Yan was still asleep, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
After thinking about it again, I remembered the touch just now, and I blushed in disappointment.
These Zhuang Yan unfortunately do not know.
When he woke up, he scratched his hair, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
The towel and toothbrush are both new, and the one that belongs to him has never been used. The one next to it is Shainin's, both of the same style, but with different colors.
Xie Ning's is light, Zhuang Yan's is dark.
Two towels are placed side by side on the clip, and two toothbrushes are inserted in the same cup.
Zhuang Yan looked at it for a while, and involuntarily raised the corners of his lips.
Based on his living habits, he originally didn't like his own things mixed with others', but if that person was Xie Ning, he felt that there was nothing unacceptable.
He is happy to put the two people's living utensils together, or share something.
It was a very intimate attitude, and he didn't mind it.
When he came downstairs, Shainin was busy in the kitchen. He was wearing a beige lounge suit with a bear-patterned apron over it, looking casual and homey.
Zhuang Yan walked over, hugged him from behind, and put his head on his shoulder again.
"I'm making lunch for you." Xie Ning was used to his actions from time to time, and he wasn't as surprised as he was at first, "Don't bother me."
If he could ignore the tips of his red ears, maybe this sentence would be more convincing.
Zhuang Yan laughed: "Lunch?"
"Yes." Xie Ning took the spatula and fry the dish again, "Don't look at what time it is."
Zhuang Yan glanced casually, surprised: "It's so late."
"How long has it been since you slept well?" Xie Ning's sleeves were rolled up and folded a few times, revealing his fair wrists. When he shook his hands, he could see the faint tattoos on it.
In the past, Xie Ning always covered his wrists tightly, but now he no longer has any concerns. It seems that he has walked out of those pasts, and there is nothing to hide.
Zhuang Yan thought for a moment and said, "Since you left, I haven't slept well."
Xie Ning: "No wonder I slept for so long today, I made up for it all at once."
Zhuang Yan lowered his head and kissed the back of his neck, then let go of him before Xie Ning was angry, and asked, "Do you need my help?"
Xie Ning thought for a while and instructed Zhuang Yan to wash and cut the vegetables next to him.
Zhuang Yan chatted with him while washing: "You don't look like you have lived here, and you have so many ingredients prepared at home?"
Shainin said: "No, I went out to buy it in the morning."
Zhuang Yan paused and looked at him sideways: "why don't you order takeout?"
Xie Ning poured the fried vegetables into the plate and said, "I can't order takeout every day."
"Do you mean to live here for a long time in the future?" Zhuang Yan put the washed vegetables into a clean basin, and he picked up a clean towel to dry the water stains on his hands.
Xie Ning pursed his lips.
He seemed a little nervous, approached Zhuang Yan slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Then will you live here with me all the time?"
After a few seconds, he couldn't wait for Zhuang Yan's response.
Xie Ning lowered his head and said, "If you still prefer to live at the lakeside villa, I..."
He couldn't say the second half of the sentence because his lips were blocked by another soft thing.
Zhuang Yan pulled him over uncontrollably, kissed him for a long time, and then said in a low hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
"I'm just… too happy to react."
Xie Ning raised his eyes to look at him, and was slamming into Zhuang Yan's deep eyes, which were shining like countless little stars.
He said: "As long as I live with you, I am willing."
After eating, they went to the hospital again.
When he arrived, Uncle Zhong was turning over and patting Mr. Xie's back to prevent him from lying down for a long time, which would cause pressure sores due to poor blood circulation.
"You guys are here." Uncle Zhong asked happily when he saw them, "Have you eaten lunch?"
Xie Ning nodded and said, "I have eaten."
Uncle Zhong asked again, "Is it delicious? Did you spit it out after eating?"
As a person with a criminal record, Xie Ning was a little guilty when asked by Uncle Zhong, especially in front of Zhuang Yan.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan answered for him: "It's delicious, I didn't spit it out."
He clasped Xie Ning's wrist and smiled at Uncle Zhong, "I'm watching."
Uncle Zhong looked at him and Xie Ning again, and smiled with relief in Xie Ning's blushing face.
In the evening, Xia Wan came again with Song Qingqing.
Seeing Zhuang delay with Xie Ning tired, her expression changed a few times, but Xie Ning's attitude towards her was extremely cold recently, she opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Her face was not very good, Song Qingqing helped her to the lounge next to her and sat for a while.
Xia Wan grabbed Song Qingqing's hand and looked a little dazed.
There was unconcealed sadness in her voice: "Isn't it all going to get better, why did it become like this again?"
Song Qingqing looked at her like this, suddenly she didn't know how to comfort her.
She sometimes felt that Xia Wan was not unaware of the scene she did with Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan, but she didn't ask anything and was still immersed in the illusion.
She is still as good to Song Qingqing as she always has been, and it is these sincerity and sincerity that make Song Qingqing unable to bear to abandon her completely.
"Aunt Xia." Song Qingqing said, "If you want, treat me as your daughter in the future."
…
Everything seems to be going in the right direction.
A few days after Zhuang Yan came back, Mr. Xie woke up.
The sun was shining that afternoon, and Xie Ning opened the curtains in the ward to let in the sunlight.
Mr. Xie likes to bask in the sun very much. In his words, bathing in the sun will make people feel warm and comfortable.
Shainin closed the curtains and went back to the armchair next to the bed.
This position originally belonged to Uncle Zhong, but Uncle Zhong was driven back to rest by Xie Ning this afternoon.
Xie Ning now completely forgot his bad habits, and just persuaded Uncle Zhong to go back on the grounds that Uncle Zhong had slept in the hospital for several days and had not had a good rest.
Sitting down in the armchair, Xie Ning picked up the book by the bedside, opened it, and slowly read to Mr. Xie.
"… my rose, an ordinary passerby thinks she is just like you. But she alone is more important than all of you, because she was watered by me. Because she was placed in the flower cover. Because I protect her with a screen. Because I get rid of the caterpillars on her body. Because I have listened to her grievances and self-promotions, and sometimes I even listen to her silence. Because... "
"...because she is my rose."
When the hoarse and slow voice sounded, Xie Ning's hands trembled in an instant, and the book fell on his lap.
He raised his head suddenly, and saw that Mr. Xie on the hospital bed opened his eyes for some reason and was looking at him.
Xie Ning was stunned for a few seconds, then stared at Mr. Xie, unable to speak for a long time.
"Your grandma loved to listen to me read "The Little Prince" to her." Because he just woke up, Mr. Xie spoke at a much slower pace than before, with a bit of dryness, "Now I'm listening to you read it to me, but there are Miss it a bit."
Xie Ning reached out and held Father Xie's hand, which was warm.
His eyes turned red inexplicably.
Father Xie said, "Why do you look like you are about to cry? Are you worried that I will go to your grandma?"
Xie Ning responded in a low voice, then shook his head after a while: "No."
"I miss your grandma a lot." Father Xie said, "I really want to see her, but I can't bear to see you."
Xie Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Old man Xie looked at him: "my two grandsons, I haven't seen them get married yet, so why would I be willing to leave like this."