between heartstrings

The Porsche drove towards the outer ring road leading to the outskirts of the city. Through the windshield, Wei Sizhe looked at the blue and cloudless sky with the same bright mood.

Get off the highway, enter the side road, wait for the red light, tap the steering wheel with your index finger, recall the few times we met Chu Jiahe, Wei Sizhe mentally calculated the time, from going to the nursing home once a week at the beginning, to once every three days now, he It's not a piece of wood. I have a clue in my heart about how I feel about people.

There is definitely a good impression. As for whether you like it or pursue it, you have to learn more about it.

Wei Sizhe was always punctual, and it was two o'clock exactly as he told Wei Qiao, and at one fifty, the Porsche had already stopped at the gate of the Hui'an Nursing Home.Taking off his sunglasses and stepping down, the glare of the sun forced him to squint his eyes, and a thin figure stood on the gravel road covered by willow shade.

Eyelids fluttered, Wei Sizhe took a closer look, his eyebrows raised slightly, it was Chu Jiahe, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained yellow and orange fruits.

Stepping forward, without waiting for Wei Sizhe to ask, Chu Jiahe took the initiative to explain: "The old man woke up and wanted to drink loquat juice. He just went to the farmer's market and came back to check his watch. It's almost two o'clock. I thought you should be here."

Wei Sizhe reached out to help Chu Jiahe get something, but Chu Jiahe turned his body sideways to avoid his movements, Wei Sizhe then asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

The two walked into the yard together, and Chu Jiahe joked, "It's been a long time, about a minute and a half."

"I'm so sorry." Wei Sizhe shrugged innocently, "I treat you to dinner as compensation."

Chu Jiahe raised two fingers: "Mr. Wei, you paused twice."

Wei Sizhe put his hands in his pockets, "tsk", frowned and said, "Is it only two meals?"

Chu Jiahe's smile was fresh and clean, and his facial features were handsome. Wei Sizhe just glanced over it at the first glance, but felt comfortable at the second glance, and stopped at the third glance.After watching it for a long time, Wei Sizhe seemed to have tasted a different flavor. Wei Sizhe restrained his eyes and continued to ask: "Why are you waiting for me? Why don't you just go back?"

Chu Jiahe said: "If I can bring back the old man's son and his favorite loquat, he will be very happy."

The door was opened lightly, Wei Qiao heard the movement and put down "Spring Tea Notes", took off his reading glasses, Wei Sizhe and Chu Jiahe stood at the door.He was in a good mood suddenly, and he wanted to wave happily, but it was useless, "Kaba", his joints were sore, and his arms stretched.

Chu Jiahe's ears were sharp, cold sweat almost broke out, he ran to the bed and slowly supported Wei Qiao, and asked eagerly: "How are you? Where did you hurt?"

Wei Sizhe strode over with a nervous expression: "What are you talking about?"

"Extreme joy begets sorrow..." Wei Qiao sighed, like a rusty old machine, slowly pointing to his right shoulder, ordering Wei Sizhe, "Here, son, rub it."

"Let me come." Chu Jiahe put the loquat on the bedside table, rubbed his palms to find the correct position, and gently turned his wrist with force, asking while rubbing, "Is it painful? Did it ease a little?"

Wei Qiao didn't answer, staring straight at the calm Wei Sizhe, he hummed dissatisfiedly from his nasal cavity.

Wei Sizhe: "..."

"Leave it to me." Wei Sizhe had no choice but to take over the "work" from Chu Jiahe's hand, and raised his chin towards a bag of loquats, "Go and do your work."

Chu Jiahe was puzzled: "Will you press it?"

Wei Sizhe said frankly: "If you don't know how to do it, you have to do it. This is not an old man, but an old kid with a lot of ideas. If you don't follow him, you may cause trouble."

"Old boy" Wei Qiao watched Chu Jiahe leave the room, waited for the door to close, squinted at Wei Sizhe, and asked inexplicably, "When you are here, don't let Xiao Chu do everything, and be diligent with me. "

Wei Sizhe looked curious and asked, "Why?"

Wei Qiao said solemnly: "Honor your father and leave a good impression on others."

"I'm not diligent enough, not filial enough?" Wei Sizhe raised Wei Qiao's arm and kneaded it at different angles. The father and son always liked to talk back and make fun, "I see my dad twice a week, and you don't even ask when you chat with other old people." Ask, whose child is as caring as I am."

Wei Qiao knew the reason why Wei Sizhe came to the nursing home proactively. He didn't bother to expose it, so he added fuel to the flames: "Two times is not enough."

"Isn't it because you think I'm bothering you all the time, wasting all my good weekends in the nursing home and not socializing?" Wei Sizhe increased the strength of his hands, and rubbed his father's shoulders and back along the way, "face It's getting really fast."

"Anyway." Wei Qiao maintained Wei Sizhe's face, and said seriously, "Come and see Dad more."

Hearing this, Wei Sizhe sighed and said, "I don't want to part with me, but I have to clamor to live in a nursing home."

"You don't understand what your parents think." Looking at Wei Sizhe's profile, Wei Qiao snorted, "Okay, don't press it, your tricks are messy, learn more from Ren Xiaochu."

After the words were finished, Chu Jiahe walked in with two cups of freshly squeezed loquat juice, one was safely handed over to Wei Qiao, and the other was raised in front of Wei Sizhe, with anticipation in his eyes: "Taste it."

Wei Qiao was about to remind him that the fruit Wei Sizhe disliked the most since childhood was loquat.Just as the words reached the tip of his tongue, Wei Sizhe raised his head and drank half of the cup, pursing his lips with endless aftertaste, and commented: "It's quite sweet, did you add honey?"

Chu Jiahe slightly bent his eyes: "How's the taste?"

Wei Sizhe nodded and said, "Not bad."

There was a noisy conversation outside the door, and the corridor was full of old people holding notebooks. Chu Jiahe glanced at the time and reminded: "Old man, there is a health lecture today, do you want to listen to it?"

Wei Sizhe answered, "Is it mandatory?"

"There are no 'mandatory regulations' in Hui'an Nursing Home." Chu Jiahe said, "All activities are voluntary."

Wei Sizhe declined: "My dad never liked to listen to this kind of lecture."

"I'm in love now." As an elder, anxious to create an opportunity for the two younger generations to be alone, Wei Qiao drank the loquat juice happily, returned the empty glass to Chu Jiahe, sat up with the quilt lifted, "It's actually good to listen to. of."

Wei Sizhe: "...?"

Ten minutes later, Wei Sizhe sent Wei Qiao into the lecture theater, and watched at the back door for a while. When he returned to the room, Chu Jiahe had already made the bed, with sheets that needed to be changed on his arms.

"I think of a sentence my father told me a long time ago." Wei Sizhe leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, watching Chu Jiahe's every move, standing a little lazily, "He said that every time he sent me to school , he is very happy because his time is finally free."

Chu Jiahe smiled naturally, and walked to Wei Sizhe's side: "Mr. Wei is free now, is there anything you want to do?"

Wei Sizhe spoke softly, "Don't ask me about your territory."

The sun at three or four o'clock is the most comfortable time of the day. Chu Jiahe led Wei Sizhe through the long shade of willows to the strawberry field. Broken bright.

After getting close, Wei Sizhe looked into his sight and saw two Brazilian turtles fighting.He blurted out, "Big Ben and supercar?"

"I got them from home last night." Chu Jiahe squatted down, separated the turtles, and blocked their way with thick moss, "These two are too troublesome. Look at Daben's tail, which was bitten off by a supercar." Halfway through."

Wei Sizhe frowned: "It's poor."

Chu Jiahe said: "It was the left eye that was injured by the overrun. It's not completely blind, but I can't see clearly."

"Can't we divide them into two tanks?" Wei Sizhe said with a serious expression, "It sounds really distressing."

Chu Jiahe raised his face, looked at Wei Sizhe who was standing against the light, curled his lips and said, "Which one does Mr. Wei want to raise?"

"Huh?" Wei Sizhe's reaction was half a beat slow, "I raise it?"

Chu Jiahe nunu mouth: "Let the little turtle work with you, or solve puzzles."

Wei Sizhe shook his shoulders while laughing.

"I have also completed the task assigned by the old gentleman." Chu Jiahe poked Daben's shell with his index finger, "He asked me to teach you some joys and interests of life, but I really don't know how to live ' people."

"Too modest." Wei Sizhe took off his pants, bent down and squatted down, and said in a gentle voice, "Compared to me, you are already very powerful."

It was the first time for Chu Jiahe to stare at Wei Sizhe's eyes at close range. His deep, bright eyes were translucent and energetic, and the outline of his brows was clear and profound.He blinked his eyelids and lowered his head, revealing a slight embarrassment, but he didn't hide it, and let Wei Sizhe look at him openly, frankly and upright.

"With my current economic strength, 'Da Ben' is still affordable." Wei Sizhe pointed to the supercar that was trying to climb over the moss and was about to fight Da Ben for another [-] rounds, and said, "I'll raise a supercar." .”

He took out the plastic bag in his pocket, put some water in it, added moss and stones, Chu Jiahe put the supercar in it, tied the mouth loosely, handed it to Wei Sizhe, and told him carefully: "Turtles are easy to feed, they only need regular feeding Just change the water, about twice a week."

"Simple." Wei Sizhe took it over readily, and the two rubbed their fingertips together, their hearts twitching slightly.He replied, "Every time I see you in the future, I will change the water for the supercar when I get home, and I will never forget it."

Chu Jiahe embraced the glass jar, walked towards the pool to clean it up, then turned around and corrected Wei Sizhe: "It's not 'after seeing me', it's after visiting the old man."

Wei Sizhe smiled, pressed the bridge of his nose, and said involuntarily: This man is getting cuter and cuter.

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