[Rebirth] Clumsy Tenderness

When Fang Yichen was passively brought into the house, he saw an old man sitting inside holding a cup of tea. Sitting opposite him was Dr. Lin whom Fang Yichen knew. Doctor Lin saw Master Bai leading Fang Yichen He came in and immediately stood up: "Master Bai."

"I wanted to take him to the hospital. I remembered that you might be here, so I stopped by. Mr. Lin, please help him to see and prepare some medicine." Master Bai walked over with Fang Yichen, and Doctor Lin looked at him. Yan Fang Yichen, to be honest, he was a little surprised that Master Bai would bring someone over, so he looked up and down a little at him, a patient he had seen before.

"Dad, this kid has a bad stomach. You can prescribe him a prescription and let him recuperate." Dr. Lin turned to the white-bearded old man.

"Oh?" Mr. Lin is nearly eighty years old, but his body is very healthy. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It's rare for Master Bai to come to my place. I thought he was here to catch up with the past, but he asked me to treat this baby. "

"Mr. Lin can call me Hongwen." It's not difficult to hear that Mr. Bai respects this elderly man. After all, Mr. Lin used to be with his parents and grandparents. Although he doesn't care about world affairs now, he doesn't have much influence. Small, and that first-hand medical skills are rare, so he brought him here.

Mr. Lin raised his eyes, put down his cup, and said to Fang Yichen, "Baby, come here."

Fang Yichen had no choice but to walk over and signaled him to sit down. Fang Yichen sat down. The other party took Fang Yichen's wrist and felt his pulse. Thinking about something.

After a while, the old man let go of his hand and said, "I'll prescribe a side medicine for you later, don't be lazy, and remember to take the medicine on time."

"Master Lin..." Bai Ye said.

"It's okay, it's just a problem that you young people often have. Pay attention in the future and don't put too much pressure on it. This kind of disease is the most taboo to worry about. Just take care of it."

"It's troublesome." Bai Ye said.

"Aren't you going to stay for dinner?" Mr. Lin asked seeing that Mr. Bai was about to leave.

Master Bai nodded: "I still have something to do, so don't bother me."

"Okay, you young people..." Mr. Lin glanced at Fang Yichen and Master Bai meaningfully, picked up the cup and said, waving his hands, "Let's go, let's go, Fang Zi, I'll send someone over there of."

"En, thank you." Bai Ye nodded and walked out of the house.

After leaving the small bungalow, Fang Yichen looked at the car in front of the door: "Master Bai, can I go back?"

Bai Ye, who was about to get into the car, raised his head, looked at Fang Yichen, and said flatly, "Get in the car first."

Not knowing what the other party wanted to do, Fang Yichen could only go up to

The car, leaning against the door, no one spoke, until he saw the familiar street scene, Fang Yichen realized that this was the way back to his home.

Lu Minghao kept calling at home, but found that Fang Yichen's cell phone was turned off, so he threw the cell phone on the sofa angrily, and there was no news from An Yuan. Just when Lu Minghao was thinking about whether his father should take action, the door opened After opening, Fang Yichen hung up the phone just in time, and saw Lu Minghao with a stinky face standing in front of the TV, staring at him.

"I called An Yuan." Fang Yichen said, and then lay on the sofa a little tired, looking very listless. Lu Minghao was about to have a fit, but seeing him like this, he moved up worriedly, Fang Yichen Chen closed his eyes, Lu Minghao stood in front of the sofa and looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the black car downstairs, Chen Wei turned his head and asked Bai Ye who was sitting behind: "Bai Ye, where are you going now?"

Master Bai withdrew his gaze and said, "Go back."

As soon as the car left, An Yuan's blue Mazda turned in. An Yuan hurriedly got out of the car and went straight upstairs. When he opened the door and came in, he saw Fang Yichen lying on the sofa, looking at Lu Minghao inquiringly Lu Minghao just looked back at him and said, "I guess he was tired and fell asleep."

An Yuan's face was a little purple, he might have searched outside for a long time, now he was relieved to see Fang Yichen came back, walked over, took off his air-conditioned coat, then picked Fang Yichen up and took him with him. Back in the bedroom, Fang Yichen seemed to feel that it was An Yuan in a daze, half-opened his eyes, and snorted softly.

"Sleep for a while, I'll cook." An Yuan said softly.

"Um……"

Lu Minghao leaned against the door, looked at the people inside and said, "Is it Lord Bai?"

An Yuan got up, didn't speak, put the quilt on Fang Yichen's body, turned on the air conditioner and left, closed the door, then walked to the kitchen, took out all the ingredients that were to be cooked: "You should go back too."

Lu Minghao narrowed his eyes and replied, "I know."

Even if he wants to stay here for a long time, his father probably won't agree to it. Lu Minghao feels uncomfortable at the thought of leaving here after removing the plaster. There is no one to serve him here, so he can only sleep on the sofa , this An Yuan never gave him a good face, but he was unexpectedly reluctant to leave.

After sleeping for nearly three hours, An Yuan entered the room. Seeing Fang Yichen's sleeping face, he suddenly couldn't bear to wake him up, but the other party's stomach couldn't bear the consequences of not eating dinner: "Yichen, wake up!" Wake up, it's time to eat."

Fang Yichen slowly opened his eyes, maybe because the quilt was too comfortable, he didn't want to get up, and got in again, his whole head was buried in the quilt, An Yuan pulled a corner away funny, Fang Yichen flinched

Neck, turned around, and then saw clearly that it was An Yuan, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the other's neck, An Yuan put his hands on his side: "Get up, pork rib soup, what you like to drink."

"I was the one who did the cooking." Fang Yichen was almost hanging on the other person's body. An Yuan had no choice but to put his coat on him. Fang Yichen tilted his head and asked, "Did you add yam?"

"That's good for your health." Although Fang Yichen is a foodie, he is very picky about food. An Yuan usually ignores his reason for saying that yams look like radishes, so he doesn't eat them. Carrots are like not eating, An Yuan usually ignores this kind of reason.

Fang Yichen grimaced and was about to get out of bed slowly, but when he saw that the slippers were not there, he raised his head to look at An Yuan and said, "My slippers..."

An Yuan turned his head and walked out, Fang Yichen put his feet back on the bed, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he narrowed his eyes when he saw An Yuan holding the pair of panda-headed slippers he bought online earlier, An Yuan was wearing a pair of slippers on his feet. The big slippers that look like him are obviously a big man, but wearing this kind of shoes is not awkward at all, at least Fang Yichen thinks it is very interesting.

"Foot." An Yuan said, Fang Yichen stretched out his foot, An Yuan half knelt on the ground, put his foot on his lap, and then put the slippers on for him.

"It's really nasty." Lu Minghao, who was biting his ribs at the door, snorted twice. He couldn't bear to make it so nasty even though he was wearing shoes. Lu Minghao said disdainfully, "Like a woman."

"I want you to take care of it!" Fang Yichen didn't bother to talk to this kid, who ruled that men can't have flirtatious things?Lu Minghao pouted, Fang Yichen looked at An Yuan, got up and asked, "You don't like these shoes?"

"like."

The corners of Fang Yichen's mouth cracked, and he looked at Lu Minghao at the door, as if he was demonstrating. Lu Minghao turned around and went back to the living room to sit down. The meal was ready, so I sat down on it. I had already vomited all I ate today, and my stomach was empty, and I was very uncomfortable.

"Drink the soup first."

Fang Yichen didn't mention the previous "disappearance", so the other two didn't ask any more questions. Fang Yichen only moved his chopsticks after the soup was finished.

After a meal, he felt a little better in his stomach, and then went to the kitchen humming an out-of-tune tune, and put the dishes in the dishwasher. This dishwasher was bought by An Yuan after he came. At that time, after Fang Yichen washed the dishes, the frozen red fingers were held in the other's mouth, sucking them one by one. When I think of it, I feel blush and heartbeat.

In fact, it would be nice without a dishwasher, Fang Yichen imagined.

Every time An Yuan was reluctant to let him into the kitchen, but Fang Yichen insisted on spending time here, because

Cooking with someone you like is a kind of happiness. Of course, An Yuan is even happier if he can help with him.

Seeing An Yuan who was cleaning the sink, Fang Yichen leaned over and tiptoed to kiss the side of his face. An Yuan was stunned for a moment, then responded, kissing him on the lips: "Wait a minute Take the medicine, don't forget, Xiaojiang is a little busy, I'll be there later, you go to bed early, don't play on the computer."

"it is good."

Because the kitchen was semi-open, Lu Minghao could clearly see what was going on inside. Seeing the two of them looking tired, he tugged at their lips, and then sent text messages on their own.

As soon as he parked the car in the garage, Lu Qing heard a text message from his cell phone. He turned off the car, picked up his bag and cell phone from the seat beside him, opened the cell phone, and saw two MMS messages, one of which should be his message tonight. The dinner is very rich.

There is also a photo of the MMS message, although it is the back, but it is Fang Yichen and his new lover who can be recognized at a glance. The two should be in the kitchen, head to head, very close.

Lu Qing sighed, and after sending a text message, he put his phone into his trousers pocket, and then got out of the car. For some reason, during the time his son was away, he came back almost every day, even if he stayed out too late , will also subconsciously drive the car back here, the housekeeper saw him coming back, and immediately greeted him: "The meal is ready."

"Yeah." Looking at the five dishes and one soup on the table, Lu Qing handed the bag to the housekeeper, "Don't cook so much in the future."

The butler glanced at the dishes on the table, and they were all according to Lu Qing's taste. Indeed, there was only one person eating, and there were indeed too many dishes, so he didn't think about it. It was just because Lu Qing came back every day these days. It's rare for the butler to have room to play, and he only thinks about how to make the other party enjoy the most comfortable feeling at home.

Sitting back in his seat, Lu Qing took the square towel on the table and wiped it, then picked up the bowl, suddenly remembered the MMS message that Lu Minghao sent him just now, and suddenly felt that the food in front of him was a bit dull, glanced at the dining table, Lu Qing I found that I seemed to be eating alone for the past month.

In the past, many lovers never thought of eating at home when they had a meal outside, but recently, for some reason, they fell in love with the dishes on this tablecloth. It's a pity that they can accompany him Those who eat are not there.

"Sir, isn't it to your liking?" Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks much, the housekeeper bent down and asked.

"Help me serve a bowl of soup." Lu Qing put down his chopsticks, feeling a little pain in his forehead. He was really tired after working in the company all day today. The housekeeper put the soup in front of him, feeling a little worried about his health. complexion.

While scooping up the soup, Lu Qing suddenly raised his head and asked, "What did he like to eat before?"

he?The housekeeper's mind turned, and then he thought of Fang Yichen who used to live here: "I didn't notice this either, he made all the dinners by himself, and the servants would help too."

Lu Qing paused his hands and looked at the butler: "He cooks?"

"Yes, I will wait for you to come back, but I won't do it later. The young master also lost his temper for a while, but he just refuses to cook, and he solves it upstairs every day."

Hearing this, Lu Qing glanced at the food on the table and was a little dazed. He didn't realize it until the butler called him a few times. He frowned slightly, drank the soup in the bowl, and got up. The butler hesitated to speak. In the end, he watched the other party go upstairs, and then removed the barely touched food from the table.

Lu Qing didn't know why he had no appetite today. He walked up to the second floor. Lu Qing stood at the stairs, and instead of going directly to the study as usual, he turned to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, it was clearly the bedroom he was familiar with, but for some reason it became a little strange, something was missing, but he felt that his bedroom was not like this in the first place?

Seeing the computer desk at the side, Lu Qing walked over. The last time Fang Yichen was able to take away almost all of them, but the computer desk was still here, and the few small potted plants on it were still there. It's been a while since he looked so lively, right?Will these potted plants not wither?

In fact, Fang Yichen considered the survival rate of indoor potted plants at the beginning, so he bought some plants that are more suitable for unrestrained growth. It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember to water them. They were still lush and green. After playing with the potted plants in his hand, Lu Qing put them down, sat in front of the computer, and turned on the computer.

The computer has a password, Lu Qing thought of a string of numbers in his mind, entered it on the keyboard with one hand, and pressed the Enter key, just as he thought, this Fang Yichen really used his birthday as the password, really There was no challenge at all, Lu Qing raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, the table was clean, with a husky in the background, Lu Qing raised his eyebrows, he really didn't know that Fang Yichen liked dogs.

Click on the folder, and there is a folder called "Still Photos" inside. Lu Qing clicks on it, and there are indeed some photos of Fang Yichen when he was shooting commercials and TV dramas in the past, because some of them were taken in other places, and he probably wanted to Keep it as a souvenir.

Every photo is full of bright smiles, Lu Qing suddenly remembered that Su Fang once said that Fang Yichen looks very good-looking when he smiles, even Lu Qing, who has seen countless people, has to admit that Fang Yichen is really beautiful when he smiles , at least to attract his attention.

It's just that this smile is no longer his own.

Lu Qing flipped through the photos, and suddenly felt sour in his heart. In these photos, there are not only photos with stills

There are also some photos of his daily life with some friends.

Grinning like a big boy, or hooking his friend's shoulders, making funny faces, he has never seen Fang Yichen like this before, and he quickly flipped through hundreds of photos one by one, every time When you see his funny expression, you will make people laugh.

But when he finished laughing, a sense of loss followed. Of all the photos here, none of them belonged to him.

It doesn't matter to him that he can have scandals with many celebrities, get exposed in the newspapers, and accompany those lovers on trips and take pictures as souvenirs. But Fang Yichen has been with him for almost a year, this Don't talk about going out to play during the year, in my impression, it seems that only at the beginning, I had a meal with him in the hotel, and then established a relationship like that.

It was like raising a canary, bringing Fang Yichen back to Lu's house, and putting him on the cusp of the storm. Lu Qing held his forehead and felt his head hurting more and more. He looked at the photo on the computer again. , Lu Qing directly pressed the off button on the host, and leaned back on the chair.

At this moment, the vibration from his pocket made Lu Qing open his eyes, took out his phone, saw another text message from his son, Lu Qing opened the message, it was still a photo, the photo was still Fang Yichen, but this time it was not the back, It was the front face, a sleeping face, flushed cheeks, and curved mouth, as if it was a dream.

Below the photo is a line of words typed by Lu Minghao: Dad, he drools when he sleeps.

Lu Qing laughed out loud, and then set this photo as the screen of his phone by mistake, and then replied to Lu Minghao: I will pick you up on Saturday to remove the plaster, pack your things, and come back together.

Lu Minghao was lying on Fang Yichen's bedside and secretly took various photos of him. The man took the medicine and took a shower and then lay on the bed. It was only eight o'clock. Lu Minghao felt that Fang Yichen seemed to be living in old age. An Yuan His car dealership was busy, so he went out, leaving the two of them for now, that's why he was able to take pictures so boldly.

The phone vibrated, and the ringtone alarmed Fang Yichen. Lu Minghao immediately covered the phone. Fortunately, it was a text message, and the ringtone was not long. Fang Yichen just frowned slightly. Luckily, he didn't wake up. The phone's reply made her heart sink immediately, are you leaving now?

Sitting on the ground, Lu Minghao looked at Fang Yichen's sleeping face: "Hey, I'm going to be taken away by me on Saturday, don't you care?"

Fang Yichen moved his body and even turned over, Lu Minghao's face darkened, and he stood up angrily: "You are probably the same as An Yuan, you don't like me living here, of course you want me to leave early !"

Fang Yichen didn't open his eyes until the door was closed. The ringing of the bell just now woke him up, but he was really sleepy, so he didn't open his eyes.

honest

Said, he really doesn't hate Lu Minghao. Although this kid who is ten years younger than him is very capricious and has the temper of a young master, he doesn't deny it, because with him around, the house is busier than before. On weekdays, he and An Yuan can It was a very warm time, and it was actually quite interesting to have this young master bickering.

But he is not someone else, but Lu Qing's son, so what if he doesn't hate him, there is a gap between them, a gap that cannot be bridged, so, Lu Minghao, I'm sorry...