"0502..."
"what did you say?"
Xie Shi showed a gentle smile, "It's nothing, how is your business going?"
"These materials are of great help. The results will be available by the end of this month at the latest, and no one will stand in your way again."
Hearing the flattering voice of his subordinates, the corners of the young man's lips curled up slightly, and he threw a string of Buddhist beads in his hand on the table.
"Wait until these people go in, where their family members are, and then take care of them."
The subordinate was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in surprise, "What do you mean?"
"The weeds are endlessly burned, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. You must have learned the elementary school texts, right?"
The handsome young man raised his eyebrows slightly, put his slender fingertips in the middle of the beads, and fiddled with them, "Didn't the person who brought you out tell you how to write the words "cut grass and roots?"
His tone was soft, but in the ear of that person, it sounded like a thunderbolt. Almost immediately, thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Thank you, Mr. Xie... this..."
Xie Shi stared at him fixedly, stopped the movement of his hands, and the beads stuck to his fingertips, feeling a little cool.
Looking at it, the young man suddenly laughed out loud, "Look at you, this is not an ancient time, and it is connected with the whole family, just let you look at his children, it's okay to do a small business, don't do it." It’s too big, just think about adding trouble to me in the future.”
"Yes, yes, I'm going now..."
The man breathed a sigh of relief, and almost went out with soft legs. In the quiet room, the young man was sitting at the table, slowly getting down, looking at the string of beads in his hand, and a trace of mockery appeared on his elegantly shaped thin lips. meaning.
Tsk, sure enough, people in China are too timid.
He picked up the string of beads, twisted them with his fingers, and his eyes darkened, "05, 02?"
***
Today's snow is smaller than before, and it is falling down, falling on the ground covered with white.
Xie Mu loves to watch the snow, so Xie Shi gave an order that from now on, in the place that can be seen in this corridor, the fallen snow does not need to be cleaned up like before, as long as there is a way to walk.
So even though the snow is very small now, the man in the wheelchair still looks very happy.
He held the drawing paper in his hand, and painted the scene at this moment with a pen on it.
Xie Mu originally only knew how to draw with a brush, but since his leg was injured, it is inconvenient to grind ink and put paper. Except in the studio, he usually draws with a pencil when he is outside.
Of course, there are not many such opportunities, and it was Xie Shi who took over the Xie family, which freed up his time.
While painting, a young man came from a distance.
The young man had a gentle smile on his face, slender legs, and a handsome appearance. The pen in Xie Mu's hand stopped. He stared blankly at the young man coming to his side, his eyes followed him stubbornly like moths to a flame, Until the young man opened his mouth.
He called, "Uncle."
Xie Mu came back to his senses suddenly, only then realized that he stretched out his hand to him unknowingly, the cold right hand that fell in mid-air froze for a moment, and quickly retracted.
The handsome man turned his body slightly, his voice wanted to keep calm, but he didn't know if it was because of his previous gaffe or something, and he trembled a little, "You're back."
Xie Shi's eyebrows moved slightly, but his face was still unrevealed. He smiled, as if there was no trace of dirt in the sunshine, "I brought you a gift."
"Um?"
Seeing Xie Mu looking at him with some doubts, the young man squatted down skillfully, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and grabbed the man's hand.
Because of long-term illness and weakness, Xie Mu's wrist is very thin. He easily grasped it in his hand without any effort. The string of Buddhist beads was put on.
"My father left it for me. He wore it for many years. I heard that he prayed for it in a temple. It can bless people. Uncle, you are weak, so I borrowed flowers to present to Buddha."
The man who was not used to being touched was about to withdraw his hand when he heard his words.
Xie Mu's whole body froze, and he looked at the string of beads in disbelief.
The familiar style and color are indeed Xie Nanen's string, which he often wears, at least since Xie Mu entered Xie's house, he has been wearing this string of beads.
"Uncle, uncle?"
The young man's doubtful voice rang in his ears, awakening Xie Mu's mind. He subconsciously withdrew his hand and carefully protected the hand wearing the beads in his arms. The expression on his face could even be said to be devout, "This string Buddha bead, did you really give it to me?"
Xie Shi looked at the man in a trance, and suddenly smiled, "Don't you like it, uncle? Forget it, I'll find a better gift for you."
As he said, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to take the Buddhist beads back from Xie Mu's hand.
The man in the wheelchair hid his hands in his arms in a big reaction, "No, no, I like it very much."
There were joy and sadness in his eyes, it was hard to imagine how these two completely opposite emotions appeared in a pair of eyes, Xie Mu put his other hand on the Buddhist bead, and caressed it carefully.
Touching and touching, a smile appeared on his face, "Xie Shi, do you know? Your father once told me that if Xie's family didn't need him, maybe he would retire to the mountains and forests."
"He has always taught me to be kind to others, to be like snow, no matter what the appearance is, the heart must be clean."
Xie Mu's eyes were a little dazed, he stroked the Buddha beads, his eyes showed a little admiration, "Brother is the best-tempered person I've ever met."
"He always said that even if there is something angry, just turn the beads and the heart will calm down."
"I thought he wouldn't keep this string of Buddhist beads." Xie Mu raised his head and smiled at the young man, "I didn't expect that it was with you and gave it to me."
The man's expression was indeed calm, and the melancholy that had been hidden in his body during this time seemed to be suppressed by the Buddhist beads.
He touched the hand of the Buddhist beads, gently and carefully, as if he was facing his lover.
Xie Shi also showed a smile, "It's just that uncle likes it. I think father will be happy to see uncle likes what he left behind so much."
Xie Mu's joy lasted until before going to bed at night, when the slender and handsome young man hugged him up, and took off his clothes skillfully without changing his face.
"Uncle, do you really not want my help?"
Even though he has been served like this all the time since he injured his leg, Xie Mu's face was still red with shame and embarrassment as before.
His face was always pale, with a few blushes, and it was even more amazing on this pretty face. Under the light, those beautiful eyes seemed to be blurred.
The young man stood where he was, his eyes sank deeply, and even his voice became hoarse, "Wouldn't it be hard for you to be alone?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it, you go out quickly."
Xie Mu lowered his head slightly uncomfortably, covering that part with his hands. His hands are beautiful, slender and fair.
But when these hands are placed in that kind of place, there is only the temptation to make people think.
Xie Shi's eyes kept turning around the covered place.
He knew how strong Xie Mu was. Since he was injured, except for the necessary help, at other times, no matter how tired and hard he was, he had to come by himself.
Like now.
Xie Shi went out, stood outside, listened to the sound of water inside, slowly closed his eyes, thinking of the man's blushing face just now like an innocent boy, his lips raised slightly.
No wonder, he just said it.
He is obviously a 27-year-old old man, but he was actually cultivated into such a temperament. Co-authored, it was his dead father who raised him and disabled him.
Tsk, if Xie Nanen hadn't died early, Xie Mu, who knew nothing but romance, might really fall into his stomach.
I heard the sound of water inside, followed by a hoarse man's voice, "Come in."
Xie Shi's lips raised a little more.
Unfortunately, it was cut off by him.
It must be good to put such a person under your body.
Especially, when his heart and eyes are full of Xie Nanen.
With a smile on his face, the young man opened the curtain and walked in, with a gentle expression, "Uncle, do you want to take a bath?"
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