Only a purely gentle person like Wen Run can approach the cautious Ye Hansheng and make him let go of his guard little by little.
Chen Zhen had a good impression of Wen Run, and her occupation made her very good at chatting with people, but after a few exchanges, the atmosphere calmed down, even though Wen Run had some inexplicable dislike for this lady in his heart at the beginning, But that narrow-mindedness soon disappeared in the conversation between Chen Zhen and Feng Xiaoyu.
Wen Run felt a little disappointed, no wonder Ye always likes her, she is good-looking and temperamental, and has a good personality. It is difficult for such a person not to be likable.
He felt inexplicably lost, and almost decided 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 two of them talking happily. If there was still some jealousy in Wen Run's performance before Chen Zhen appeared, it was completely gone at this moment. His face is sideways, the corners of his mouth are hooked, and a small dimple looms on his cheek, which is very cute.
But now that cuteness is facing Chen Zhen, Ye Hansheng doubts whether his actions are right or wrong for a moment.
He coughed lightly and drove the wheelchair forward, but he called out lightly, "Aunt Zhen."
Chen Zhen responded, and said with a smile: "Han Sheng, your friend is really funny. You just said that I look younger than you."
Ye Hansheng glanced at Wen Run, and said softly: "Aunt Zhen is not old at all."
The two of them sang together, but Wen Run's eyes widened in shock. He had always preconceived that Chen Zhen was Ye Hansheng's girlfriend. Even if Chen Zhen should be a few years older than Ye Hansheng if he looked carefully, he only thought that Ye Hansheng didn't mind age, or that he liked older women. But he never thought that the other party would be Ye Hansheng's elder.
Just chatting, he deliberately pretended not to say that Chen Zhen looked less than thirty years old.
It turned out that he was Ye Hansheng's elder, Wen Run's face turned red with embarrassment, and he was a little at a loss after being surprised. He looked at Chen Zhen and then at Ye Hansheng, with obvious panic in his black eyes.
Ye Han chuckled lightly, and formally introduced: "Aunt Zhen, this is my friend Wen Run, who lives next door to me."
Chen Zhen's expression moved slightly, and he took a meaningful look at Ye Hansheng.
Ye Hansheng didn't realize it, and continued to say to Wen Run: "This is Aunt Zhen, just call me after me, Aunt Zhen and my mother are good friends."
Wen Run's eyes wandered wildly, wondering if she had seen through her sentimental conjecture just now, and called out "Aunt Zhen" in a low voice.
Chen Zhen still wanted to make some jokes, but seeing that his neck was red with embarrassment, he couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so he smiled and exposed the topic. Naturally, Wen Run's small thoughts couldn't be hidden from her. She was not very willing to help Ye Hansheng in this favor. After all, wishful thinking often did not have good results, and she couldn't stand the soft-heartedness, so she went to the appointment half-heartedly. But now she likes Wen Run, thinks he is a good boy, and finds out that he is not unintentional towards Ye Hansheng, so she pays more attention to Ye Hansheng's entrustment.
Looking across the two of them, Chen Zhen suddenly exclaimed, "Is there something wrong?"
Wen Run was stunned, and quickly reacted, "I'll go and have a look."
Entering the kitchen, a good pot of stewed chicken and mushrooms has been mushy. There was no way to eat anymore, Wen Run turned off the fire, and the stewed chicken stewed with mushrooms was dumped into the trash can. Fortunately, the remaining dishes were enough. Then he brought out the prepared dishes again.
Originally, Wen Run prepared eight dishes, but now one dish is missing, and there are seven left, but it is enough for three people.
Seven delicious dishes were put on the table. Although they were not as good as the chefs outside, such home-cooked dishes were more popular. Chen Zhen tasted them one by one, and then praised the gentleness.
There were only three people at the table, and no one was particular about eating or sleeping. They chatted and ate, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After serving himself a bowl of soup, Chen Zhen received Ye Hansheng's gaze, took a sip of the soup, and said to Ye Han casually, "Are you still insomnia recently? Go out for a walk more when you are not busy at work. Always being bored at home alone is not good for your condition."
Ye Han nodded, "I know."
The two of them did not shy away from Wen Run, but Wen Run was a little confused. He looked at Ye Hansheng suspiciously, "Is Mr. Ye sick?"
Chen Zhen didn't speak, Ye Han said calmly: "I'm sick, Aunt Zhen is also my psychiatrist."
Wen Run was stunned for a while, and almost subconsciously thought of the car accident. He pursed his lips, but found that it was not appropriate to ask any questions, and finally he could only say "Oh", and asked in a low voice, "Is it serious?"
"It's not serious." Ye Han said in a neutral voice.
Wen Run couldn't ask any more questions, so he poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks in a silent voice.
Seeing this, Chen Zhen continued: "Is your leg still hurting recently? You refused to see the Chinese medicine doctor I found for you before. This is not a trivial matter. You should pay more attention to it yourself."
Ye Hansheng frowned slightly and said, "It only hurts occasionally, I don't like people touching my legs."
Seeing him like this, Chen Zhen sighed secretly. Although she was cooperating with Ye Hansheng, her persuasion was not a lie. Ye Hansheng is very taboo about injured legs, and his disabled legs will not be used for a long time. The blood is blocked, the muscles will gradually shrink, and there will be frequent pain. She once introduced two old Chinese doctors to Ye Hansheng, asking him to massage acupuncture regularly and suffer less pain, but Ye Hansheng refused.
Wen Run listened, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Ye Hansheng. He had thought about this problem before. He only thought that Ye Hansheng was not short of money and would have someone to take care of him, but he never thought that he would dislike others touching his legs so much.
He also thought a long time ago, when he went to Ye Hansheng's house for the first time, Ye Hansheng fell asleep on the sofa, and he touched his leg. Compared with his strong arms, his calves are much thinner, with almost no muscles, only hard leg bones.
He frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Hansheng disapprovingly, looking at him like a child who refused to take injections and medicines.
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 like this since he was a child, and no one would persuade him to make a decision." She held Wen Run's hand, somewhat helplessly and worriedly said: "He is so old You don’t have a home when you’re old, since you live next door, if you’re free, you can come over and talk to him more often.”
Ye Hansheng frowned, he felt like an empty-nest old man.
But Wen Run listened, and he nodded solemnly in response, "Don't worry, I will often come to accompany Mr. Ye."
Chen Zhen patted his hand in satisfaction. She secretly glanced at Ye Hansheng, thinking how many times she tried to persuade him but did not see any response from Ye Hansheng. Now that he has found his nemesis, maybe Ye Hansheng will have to obediently see a doctor in the future. She looked at Wen Run, and felt that the other party's eyes were no less worried than hers. It seemed that he was very concerned about Ye Hansheng's body.
After a meal, Wen Run and Chen Zhen had reached an agreement. Ye Han asked Chen Zhen to come over. One is to let Wen Run know that he doesn't have a girlfriend, and the other is to let Chen Zhen properly "disclose" some things so that he can sell them badly.
Wen Run has always been soft-hearted, knowing this, maybe he will love him even more. A man's love for a woman sometimes begins with pity. This principle should work even if it is two men.
He planned well, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhen didn't come as planned. Instead, he formed an alliance with Wen Run and began to condemn him for not caring about his health.
Rubbing between his brows, Ye Hansheng accompanied him to finish the meal with a headache, and finally sent Chen Zhen away like a godsend.
Wen Run and the people he sent off with him were the only two of them left in the quiet corridor when they came back. He secretly glanced at Ye Hansheng, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ye, your illness... is it?" Was it from a car accident a few years ago?"
With his right hand behind his back, he unconsciously rubbed the corner of his clothes. He was worried about Ye Hansheng, and also afraid that the other party would get angry because of his offense. But at this moment, looking at Ye Hansheng's figure, he suddenly couldn't help it. He really wanted to know what kind of damage the car accident had caused him, which made him so painful that he wanted to see a psychiatrist. If Ye Hansheng was in good health, he definitely wouldn't need a psychiatrist.
Ye Hansheng didn't answer, he opened the door silently and went in, Wen Run followed behind him, closed the door, turned around again, and saw him stop at the entrance and look at him with unclear eyes, his thin lips were drawn into a line.
The lights in the house were turned off when he went out, leaving only a small dim light in the entrance. At this time, neither of them thought of turning on the light. Ye Hansheng faced Wen Run, his Adam's apple rolled several times, and showed his fragility to him for the first time, "At that time... when my mother passed away, Jiajia became like that again, I am in pain and blame myself..."
He narrowed his eyes, as if lost in memory. If he had been more cautious back then, maybe this car accident would not have happened, and his mother and sister would be fine.
"At that time, I couldn't sleep all night. As soon as I closed my eyes, I would go back to the scene of the car accident and see my mother and sister lying in a pool of blood..."
He laughed at himself, "It was also from then on that I suffered from insomnia and my temper became bad, so I had to go to Aunt Zhen."
He deliberately omitted the disgusting things the Ye family did in it, he wanted to make Wen Run feel sorry for him and treat him better, but he didn't want to scare him.
However, no matter how lightly he said, Wen Run could still get a clue from his words and expressions. At that time, he only had a quick glance on the news and knew that he was in a car accident. At that time, Ye Hansheng might be suffering unimaginable pain, but his stepmother and father didn't care about him, Wen Run just imagined the scene a little bit, and his nose felt sore.
He sniffed lightly, squatted down, looked at Ye Han seriously and said: "You can't blame you for the car accident, and no one can predict the future. If my aunt finds out, she definitely doesn't want you to punish yourself for other people's mistakes, she There is a 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 moist. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, 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. Zheng Xuan and Chen Zhen had said the same thing to him back then, but he got into a dead end and refused to let himself go. But now that the same words came out of Wen Run's mouth, he felt relieved. It seems that the invisible shackles have been untied, and there is a kind of ease of finally arriving at the destination after a long journey.
He originally only wanted to make the young man in front of him feel sorry for himself, but after seeing the other's worried and loving eyes, he couldn't help feeling tired. He suddenly leaned over and hugged Wen Run, with his firm chin resting on his shoulder, A rare display of fragility.
The necks of the two were intertwined, and Wen Run could clearly feel the temperature coming from him. He was still debating whether to break free, this action was a little too intimate, but just as he raised his hand, Ye Han said in a low voice: "Don't move, let me hold you for a while..."
Wen Run's raised hand froze slightly, and finally placed it gently on his back. He thought that the man might need a little comfort at this time, so he patted his back gently like a child, comforting him silently.
Ye Hansheng hugged him tightly, feeling the tender comfort of the young man, he just wished he could rub him into his body so that he would never be separated again, and he would no longer need to plan anything carefully, fearing that he would leave him one day.