Seeing her pale and melancholy face, Mai Weizhe's heart softened. "Grandpa smoked when he was young. All lungs are not good. When the seasons change and he catches a cold, he is prone to cough for a long time."
"What did Dr. Liu say?"
"Doctor Liu, you, and grandpa all said the same thing, and they all taught me not to worry too much." Even so, her worried expression remained the same, "But how can I not be worried? Grandpa is also getting older. I think, right? I'm going to cancel the trip-"
He glared at her, "You know what?"
This is a surprise for them. Now that she knows it herself, why is there a surprise
She glanced at him with some complaints and some amusing, "You said it yourself in front of how many memories, three hours later, the news on the Internet was updated, and the fans' websites were also put on the homepage to promote it, how could I not know? "
"We haven't had a vacation for a long time." He grabbed her hand and rubbed his chin with her soft palm, unable to hide his excitement; "Let's go to the sun-drenched island together to enjoy the sun and look at the sea, Grandpa will get better soon."
"But Dr. Liu said just now that it's better for Grandpa not to take a plane. If he catches a cold again before he recovers, then—"
"Well, yes." Mai Weizhe was silent.
The long-awaited and planned vacation trip changed before departure. He was naturally disappointed, but for the sake of his grandfather's body, it was fine.
He was also very reluctant to see Li Yongxuan so worried. She watched her aunt get sick and passed away with her own eyes. She was more careful and concerned about the health of her family than anyone else.
Yes, grandpa is her family. Before she knew it, she had become deeply convinced.
"Then I'll cancel-"
"There's no need to cancel." Grandpa's hoarse voice came. He was already up, and his serious face really looked tired, older than usual. "I'm an old man, just rest for a few days."
Li Yongxuan shook her head, "I won't go if Grandpa doesn't go. I'll stay and take care of you."
"If you don't go, why should I go by myself? Are you crazy?" Mai Weizhe rolled his eyes. Forget it, resting at home is resting anyway.
"Uh, I can..." An Run, who was watching TV in the living room, suddenly raised his hand timidly.
"I don't want to go on vacation with you!" Mai Weizhe cursed back viciously.
"No, I meant to say, I can stay and take care of grandpa." An Run's innocent and pure expression as usual, "I haven't finished packing my things, and I haven't found my new place yet. My dad told me to take care of it. Just go home!"
After speaking, the Mai family looked at each other in dismay.
"That's it, let's go." After speaking, Grandpa Mai gave his grandson a deep look.
It was a look full of warning, worry, and intimidation. As if threatening him, it's okay to go on a relaxing vacation, but remember Grandpa's words, never mess around!
Mai Weizhe also greeted him without dodging. Thousands of words, all in eye contact.
Li Yongxuan broke free from his grasp and went to prepare breakfast for everyone. Due to the special condition of grandpa, she also stewed pears with rock sugar to moisten the lungs for grandpa to eat. Seeing how she whispered warmly beside her grandfather, people who didn't know the inside story would definitely think that they were grandchildren.
Mai Weizhe was idle and had nothing to do, so he went to take a look at the laptop on Zhongdao, with the news materials that Li Yongxuan had arranged halfway on.
It was really just a casual look, but at a glance, he was a little surprised.
There is a half-written email next to it, which is a correspondence between Li Yongxuan and the person in charge of his fan site.
"This... He pointed to the computer and asked in surprise, "You have a relationship with the host of the website?"
"Well, I wrote several E-emails. But..." Li Yongxuan came over and handed him a cup of fragrant hazelnut coffee—someone finally lifted the ban—while hesitating.
"But what?"
"The other party doesn't seem to be very friendly." She sighed. "I think she's a little hostile. Every time I communicate with her, she always... doesn't sound good to me."
Mai Weizhe was triumphant, "Because it's a female fan who loves me! It's normal for them to be jealous of you."
She rolled his eyes at him. "Nonsense, the other party doesn't know who I am, she should just think I'm your manager or something. Fans all feel that the manager didn't take good care of you and help you win."
"I don't need anyone to fight for me," he said casually, arrogantly. "I'll take care of my own affairs. Who needs the help of an agent?"
"It's not like that, a sports star of your level needs an agent in the first place." Li Yongxuan tried again, trying to get him to listen, "I can actually help you with this, I have enough professional training— "
"If I say no, I don't need it." He also brazenly interrupted and rejected her suggestion, just like his reaction every time he talked about it.
"Why don't you want me so—"
"It's another flower basket for congratulations." Old An Run ran to open the door as if he knew the way, ready to sign for it, "I already received two pots this morning! Who sent it this time—"
Mai Weizhe also took the coffee and swayed to the door, just as An Run came in with a large pot of gladioli and strange plants with thorns. The child had a puzzled expression on his face, "Who congratulates you for sending this kind of flower basket? It looks so strange."
After drawing the card, Mai Weizhe looked at it for a moment, his eyes quickly turned cold.
He first glanced back and confirmed that Li Yongxuan was talking to his grandfather, but he didn't see this pot of aggressive flowers. Then, he put the coffee cup aside, took the flower basket, and walked out without hesitation.
"Brother Mai, where are you going to take the flowers?" An Run asked anxiously.
"Take it and throw it away." He sneered, "This kind of thing is not allowed to enter my house."
Where did this flower come from
The signature of the card is Liang Wenhe, and the content is only a short sentence—
You can win all the medals, but I'll take back what's mine!
【chapter eight】
They set off on vacation.
The destination is a resort island in the South Pacific. There, he rented a hut with a private beach when he walked out. There were really "three" rooms in the hut!
"What a big house!" Li Yongxuan's eyes lit up. The cozy hut is decorated in a very Nanyang style, with bamboo curtains and white window screens slowly being blown by the sea breeze. Ceiling fans with large blades in the center of each room's ceilings spin lazily.
The beds are even more beautiful, each with snow-white silk cotton pillows and quilts, rolled with pale golden edges, and four carved pillars wrapped around the bed yarn, as if you will start to have a good dream when you lie down.
Brightly coloured fresh fruit piled up in a crystal tub and rested on a table in the centre of the living room. The wooden benches are also piled with pale golden cushions, and you can lie comfortably on the chairs while watching the sea and the sky and eating fruits.
The floor-to-ceiling screen windows are opened, and there is a wide terrace outside, and you can walk down to the private beach. There is also a huge colorful parasol in one corner, with two deck chairs underneath. It's really a good place to lie down and daze anytime, anywhere.
As soon as someone entered the door, they threw away their travel bags, slumped on the bench, grabbed fruit and ate it, as lazy as a lion who only took a nap. However, the lion's eyes followed the other man.
Li Yongxuan has never been on vacation. She walked around the house excitedly, and went to every room to look carefully, her eyes sparkling. Then back to the living room, she sighed with some melancholy, "It's a pity that Grandpa didn't come, he will like it here."
"That's weird. I took him on vacation too, and his boss couldn't take it until the next day." McGill sneered and said, "He can't rest, and he doesn't like to be served, so he can watch the sea for 15 minutes. It was boring, and the food cooked by others was unpalatable and verbose. We went home three days early that time, and since then he announced that he would never go to the beach with me for a vacation.”