People in the living room just watched TV quietly like this, and Wei Xulan would chat with Meng Wan from time to time.
It was probably because Huai Xing had become like this, so neither of them had any conversations with him, and they didn't even mention the things they would tease and chat with him before.
The person in his arms fell asleep again at some point, half of his body was numb, and he remained in this position without moving.
The arm twitched slightly, and the muscles felt sore, and the person in his arms fell into a deep sleep.
When Wei Xulan looked down, she seemed to be able to hear the other party's regular and steady breathing.
Half of his face was leaning against his chest, his eyelashes were like cicada wings, and the tiny blood vessels on his eyelids could be seen from his white skin, and the hot air he exhaled spread across his body through his clothes.
There was a hint of warmth and itchiness.
"Asleep again?"
Meng Wan's soft voice came, and she looked at the person in his arms.
Wei Xulan nodded, and let out a deep response from her throat: "Yes."
"Ah~" Meng Wan sighed slightly, crossed her arms and squeezed her elbow.
"I talked to Ah Ye's mother about this, but she seemed to be very busy, and said that she would come to see Ah Ye in two days after he recovered from his illness."
Even when a woman is old, she can still see her beauty when she was young. At this time, she is slightly frowning and her expression is solemn, her eyes are worried and sad. She may be thinking——
Is there anything more important than a child being sick
Wei Xulan lowered his eyes, he remembered the phone call where the child cried bitterly that night, and the sentence that tore his heart.
It would be fine if I hadn't been born. What kind of mother would say such a sentence to her child.
He couldn't help imagining a scene in his mind. When the young Ah Ye heard what his mother said, the child's eyes must have been shocked.
Looking at my mother with tears in my eyes, I wanted to ask why, what did the child do wrong? Why not him.
The heart must have been pinched by someone, no matter how much it hurts, he just gradually tightened his hands and gradually crushed the beating fragile heart.
Having been with Huai Xing for so long, he has already figured out his character clearly, what kind of evil will such a child do...
"Xulan."
Wei Xulan recovered and turned to look.
Meng Wan stretched out her hand and pinched his shoulder: "Go take a look when you have time, it seems that no two of us have had dinner together yet."
Wei Xulan looked away, and after a few seconds of silence, said: "Okay."
Time passed quietly under everyone's noses, and it was not too early to have dinner.
Wei Xulan gently put the person on the pillow, adjusted the pillow so that he could lean comfortably, then pulled the blanket on him up, got up and walked into the kitchen.
"Aren't you going to stay in the living room for a while?" Meng Wan walked in after him.
"No need." Wei Xulan smiled slightly, "Isn't Ah also sleeping, and mother also wants to stay for dinner? Try my handicraft?"
Meng Wan covered her lips and chuckled a few times, watching her son skillfully take out the ingredients from the refrigerator and start tidying them up, the actions showed that he had done a lot.
"I've also watched your live broadcast." Meng Wan couldn't help but tease, "Is it with Ah Ye?"
"Um."
Wei Xulan nodded with the corners of her mouth curled up, thinking of something and couldn't help but said: "Aye is very flattering, his eyes lit up when he ate it."
There was a faint smile on the woman's face, her eyes looked at his back, both proud and distressed.
When the child grows up, he will solve everything by himself. He has never asked the family for help since he left home when he was young. If it wasn't for this weakness, he probably wouldn't have said a word.
A married man will probably become gentle when he has someone in his heart.
"Let's go together," Meng Wan stepped forward to take the kitchen knife from him, "Go get something else."
"good."
The smile in Wei Xulan's eyes became stronger and stronger.
The people in the living room quietly opened their eyes, staring calmly at the corner of the living room, and began to count how long they had been like this in their minds.
Running away like a coward, I almost look down on myself, if I continue to be decadent like this, what are you doing alive.
Instead of going on like this, it is better to die early to save waste.
Why, why should he consume Wei Xulan's kindness to him.
How do you match it
How could Aunt Meng be willing to let her child live like this.
The bandaged hand squeezed tightly as if venting anger, and did not let go until the pain persisted.
Huai Xing also pinched the corner of the blanket with one hand and lifted it away, and the heat that had been accumulating all the time seemed to be taken away and dissipated in an instant.
He folded the blanket and went upstairs, the brand new cell phone has been left untouched on the bedside table, with only a handful of things on it.
He downloaded the chat software he used frequently, and the software interface on the new login popped up the latest news instantly, and the retention period was about a week.
All the messages looked like there was no reply from him.
The names in the contacts are neatly arranged in the list.
The fluorescent light of the mobile phone illuminated his face, and the appearance of the mobile phone screen was reflected from his pupils.
When the call was dialed, it was displayed as waiting to be answered, and the seconds officially began to be recorded.
"Brother," Huai Xing also put the phone to his ear, his tone was cold and calm, "I have something to ask you, please arrange a place to meet or you can give me the address and I will find you."
Huai Yeming held the phone in a daze, not only received the call from his younger brother who opened it, but also heard his tone.
He pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the sealed bag on the table and finally sighed: "I'll give you the address."
"Okay." Huai Xing also blinked and hung up the phone.
Huai Yeming looked at the phone interface for a long time without recovering.
After the call was hung up, he threw the phone into the bed, and the weight fell into the soft bed, and it bounced twice like a spring.
Wei Xulan's clothes were replaced by him and neatly folded at the end of the bed. He paused for a moment while clutching the inner coat.
Ping raised his shoulders down, and buried the clothes on his face, the tip of his nose touched a layer of softness, on which was Wei Xulan's smell.
The warmth like melting ice and snow, also like the fragrance of spring flowers, is his obsession, the smell that makes him addicted like opium poison.
He closed his eyes, as long as it was his clothes, as long as there was his smell on them, his mind would think of when he hugged Wei Xulan, or when Wei Xulan hugged him.
Click—
"Aye, you..."
The sound of the door opening was hasty and quick, and even Wei Xulan's call was short and hasty, and the two just looked at each other like this.
Wei Xulan was holding the doorknob in his hand, watching the scene of the person in front of him burying his face in his clothes made his heart tremble, the slender waist exposed at that section, the white flashing eyes, even the chest was faintly visible.
Another image flashed in my mind, red plums in the snow...
Unconsciously, he tightened his hands, and his lower body seemed to be on fire.
Huai Xing also turned his head in embarrassment, paused and took off his clothes.
Turning her back to Wei Xulan, she put on her own clothes, then raised her hand to scratch her messy hair.
I just—
Like a pervert.
Moreover, the owner of the clothes took a good look at it.
The footsteps of shoes colliding came from the floor, gradually approaching his body.
Wei Xulan hugged him tightly, and slipped her palm under his clothes.
"Why did you change your clothes?"
Two thin lips rubbed against his ears as close as they were, and the hot air stained the thin tips of the ears red.
Huai Xing was also holding his coat in his hands, and stood there helplessly, letting Wei Xulan's hands slide over his body.
Eyes staring at his thumbs, watching his nails collide and button his clothes.
"Why don't you wear my clothes?"
Wei Xulan bumped into his body while speaking.
Huai Xing also gritted his teeth, blushing so much that he was about to smoke.
"Did something happen? Xulan, Ah..."
The two people in the room turned their heads to look at the door, and the six eyes of the three looked at each other for a moment.
Huai Xing also pursed his lips and turned around.
Meng Wan also noticed that the timing of her appearance was a bit inappropriate, she looked at Wei Xulan's smiling expression, then turned around silently and went downstairs.
The man looked at the child in his arms with smiling eyes, and continued to ask questions relentlessly.
"Why don't you wear it?"
I think Ah Ye should like it very much
Huai Xing also pinched the coat in his hand, pursed his lips without saying a word, really wanted to cover his face with the coat.
"Shall we go downstairs for dinner?" Wei Xulan squeezed his body hard, then let go and took a step back.
The person holding the clothes relaxed his body, his chest heaving and panting, but fortunately he gritted his teeth tightly enough to block the sound.
Blinking his eyes, he looked at the jacket in his hand, thumbed the fabric of the clothes and raised his hands to put them on.
The two walked downstairs together, and Meng Wan greeted them with a gentle smile.
Tacitly did not mention the delicate scene seen in the previous bedroom.
"Sit down and eat!"
Meng Wan beckoned, found a water glass and put it on the table, and waited for the two to walk to the table before sitting down.
"Aye, eat more." Meng Wan looked at the child with red ears next to her, "Have you lost weight recently?"
"..."
Huai Xing also gritted his teeth, he suddenly became so dull, he should thank Aunt Meng for her concern, but he hesitated and struggled to miss the time.
I had to keep my mouth shut and be dumb.
He squeezed his chopsticks tightly, hating himself and feeling like this.
Aunt Meng and Wei Xulan are both very good people. With my appearance and this kind of treatment, it seems that I am wasting their kindness, and I feel extremely sorry in my heart.
He blinked vigorously, it wasn't him who should cry, it wasn't him who should be wronged, he had been given too much by others, and he owed them.
The one who should pay back these feelings is myself.
The white rice also seemed to have a bitter taste in his mouth, and the soreness in his throat made it difficult for him to swallow the food in his mouth.
He tried to open his eyes wide, for fear that he would lose his composure on the table.
Wei Xulan raised his hand to grab the hair on his forehead: "Aye's..."
The unspoken words are accompanied by movements that are startled.
His hands hung in the air, looking at the other's cheeks in surprise.
Meng Wan rolled her eyes, watching the two remain silent.
The two looked at each other, Huai Xing also looked away in a panic, his heart was full of guilt towards Wei Xulan, he didn't hide from him on purpose.
I was just afraid that he would see his crying expression, so when he was touched, he would bounce off reflexively.
he did not do it on purpose.
Huai Xing also looked down at the bowls and chopsticks, his vision gradually blurred again, his nose was sore, he put down his chopsticks, and said a few words of sorry in his heart.
Pressing the back of his hand against his nose, recalling Wei Xulan's surprised and sad expression just now, he couldn't help but want to cry.
He didn't mean it, and he didn't let him touch it.