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Xie Chen has been worrying about his troubled son recently.His son, Lu Ming, has disabled legs and poor hearing. He doesn't speak on weekdays. He is still single in his late thirties.

She and her husband love their son very much, and they usually dote on Lu Ming. Although they followed his son's wishes this time, she worried all day and night whether he was eating and sleeping well, and whether there was any inconvenience. She wished she could stay with her son go home.

Listening to Xie Chen chattering that he didn't know what to do, Xie Xi had an inspiration for a moment, thinking of He Pingan, who had nothing to do on weekdays and was now looking for something for himself, and asked this kid to accompany him during the summer vacation Nephew Lu Ming, by the way, let Lu Ming, a top student, give him extra lessons. This not only solves his own troubles, but also makes He Pingan get out of the house, and also solves his sister's troubles. Find a reason for him to stay with Lu Ming. Let Lu Ming relieve the boredom and let my sister feel at ease.

Xie Xi hesitated for a moment, and said his thoughts, Xie Chen agreed without thinking, even if there is a one-ten-thousandth possibility, he can change his son's current state, make Lu Ming happier, and come out of the past , she is willing to try.

Poor He Pingan, who was catching up on sleep instead of making up lessons under the nose of the teacher, didn't know that his life was so casually dominated.

So it was another hour of long talks.

The next day, He Pingan finally could not go to make up lessons.After playing wildly with his friends for a few days, he was forced by his grandparents to carry his schoolbag again and rode a bicycle to his new teacher's house.

The other party heard that he was Xie Xi's nephew, and he was not in good health. He was a top student who graduated from University A. It was not easy for him to make up lessons for him. As a condition, he had to take care of his life.

"Cut~" He Ping'an complained about Xie Xi and He Geng's instructions while pedaling, "It's not like grandpa and aunt in their seventies and eighties, and they have trouble with their legs and feet, and they have bad hearing. Try to look at him when you talk, and your grandparents don't know what to say." That's good."

Thinking of this, He Ping'an couldn't help being a little curious about this make-up teacher who hadn't met yet.

Arriving at the door of Lu Ming's house, He Pingan took out the key given by Xie Xi, and opened the door nervously. This was the first time he entered a stranger's house like this.

The room was surprisingly quiet. He Pingan stood at the entrance and looked around, and found that it was so clean and simple that it didn't look like someone lived there.

Could it be that he was tricked by Xie Xi, or was he not at home?He Pingan hesitated, closed the door and walked in.

The doors of every house on the opposite side were open, and there was no one there.

Suddenly there was a bang, and He Pingan followed the prestige, and found that there seemed to be someone lying on the recliner in the study on the left, facing the balcony.

He Pingan walked over, and the sound just now turned out to be a thick book falling to the ground.

Looking at the person on the recliner, he was very thin, his lower body was covered with a large thin blanket, his head was slightly tilted to one side, revealing a fair and beautiful neck, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak.

At the junction of light and shadow, time seems to stand still.

He Pingan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, until the evening wind blew gently from the balcony, and the book that fell on the ground slowly turned page after page.

By chance, He Pingan put his finger under the man's nose and tried it.

It turned out that he was breathing, he should just be asleep.

"Huh~" He Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed at himself, he was thinking about something wildly, he just thought. . . . . .

He Ping'an relaxed, walked around the room again, and found that there were many disabled facilities in the room, even wheelchairs and crutches. Well, the sleeping man seemed really weak.

And sleep well.

The books were all dropped, but he still hadn't woken up.

Thinking of this, He Pingan bent down curiously, turned over the book on the ground and took a look.

"Sophie's World?" He Ping'an read the title in a low voice, then pouted.

He didn't know what the book was about, and he classified it as a romance novel that his female classmates read on weekdays.

The person was still awake, and there was no chair in the study. He Pingan simply sat in the wheelchair, crossed his legs, and boredly observed the man in front of him.

As the sun set, the temperature in the room dropped, and He Pingan hesitated whether to wake up the man.

The man seemed to be dreaming of something, he frowned, his originally relaxed face became uneasy, then his body moved, he yelled something vaguely, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He Pingan was startled, stretched his neck and looked at him.

Lu Ming opened his eyes, saw the surrounding environment clearly, confirmed that he was in the study of his new home, and relaxed.

I haven't slept for several nights. Recently, insomnia has become more serious, and sleeping pills don't seem to help.

When I was reading a book just now, the hot sun shone on my body, and I fell asleep unknowingly.

This kind of thing hasn't happened for a long time.

Lu Ming insisted on moving out of the house because he couldn't stand his parents treating him more and more cautiously.

I used to grow up with the admiration of the people around me and the expectations of my parents. Now that I am almost [-], not only have I failed in my career, but I am also physically disabled. More importantly, Lu Ming knows that he will never be as expected by his parents. Find a suitable girl to marry and have children, and pass on the family.

The meticulous care and careful temptation of his parents seemed like a big rock, which made Lu Ming unbearable.

It's finally better to move out, and I'm in my thirties.

My mother always sends me a bunch of text messages every day, worrying about this and that. A few days ago, she asked him to make up lessons for my aunt's stepson. Lu Ming knew that she was actually looking for someone to watch over her.

Lu Ming sighed, turned to look for his wheelchair, and wanted to close the window.But he saw a boy with dazzling yellow hair sitting swaggeringly in his wheelchair.

He Pingan just watched the man wake up and turned from confusion to sobriety, then turned his head and found himself, frowning, staring at himself.

"Hello!" He Pingan was not happy.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming spoke at the same time, "Get up and drive."

He Pingan didn't hear clearly, and asked like a fool, "Ah? What?"

Lu Ming was a little angry and impatient, and said again, "Get off the wheelchair."

His voice is deep and pleasant, but his speech speed is a little slow, and his sentences are concise, and his words are like gold.

He Pingan was surprised at first, but when he realized it, he quickly stood up from the wheelchair with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Lu Ming hesitated for a few seconds, wondering whether the strange boy in front of him would be frightened, and then took off the thin blanket covering his body.

He Ping'an was even more surprised this time, because he found that this man was not weak, but really disabled. In summer, he wore simple home shorts on his lower body, and his exposed legs stopped abruptly when they reached the thigh above the knee.

He Pingan swallowed hard, his voice so obvious in the quiet study.

Lu Ming didn't look at He Ping'an, he knew he would receive the eyes of sympathy, fear, and caution. . . . . . , the same as what he has encountered over the years.

The boy's reaction was already calm.

Lu Ming just lowered his head, put down the handbrake of the wheelchair, put the wheelchair in a proper position, then put on the handbrake, supported his body with his arms, and moved up.

He Ping'an was very honest in his life, watching the man leave the study in a wheelchair, leaving himself standing there stupidly.

After about 10 minutes, He Pingan was thinking about whether he should go home, and the man came back again.

Yes, although his gait was obviously stiff and somewhat lame, the man did not use a wheelchair this time.

He Pingan noticed that he had changed into trousers to cover his disabled legs, and was holding a pair of gray slippers in his hand.

Lu Ming walked to the reclining chair, put his hand on the knee of his right leg, picked up the book that fell on the floor, put it gently on the desk, and put the slippers in front of He Pingan.

When he bent down and got up again, He Pingan noticed that he seemed to be wearing a small hearing aid on each ear.

He is really thin, He Pingan thought, he is about 1.8 meters tall, which is similar to his current self, but he is too thin, and he is in poor health at first glance.

"Change your shoes."

The man pointed to He Pingan, then pointed to the slippers on the floor, and said succinctly.

"Ah? Oh." So He Pingan was embarrassed again, obediently changed his shoes, trotted and put his sneakers at the living room door.

Turning around, He Pingan heard the man speak again, "You are the child my aunt let me come over, right? I am Lu Ming."

He Pingan remembered his purpose of coming here, and at the same time began to recover his own nature, relaxed, and said his name "He Pingan" casually.

As he said that, he sat down on the sofa on his own, crossing his legs, trying to regain some of his momentum.After a while, I realized that Lu Ming hadn't responded, and was still standing there frowning and looking at him.

Luming didn't hear it.

He Pingan remembered Xie Xi's advice before, so he had no choice but to say it word by word to Lu Ming, "My name is He Pingan."