between heartstrings

Chapter 12 Heartstrings 12

It was the first time in his life that he heard Wei Sizhe defending others. He Yuan choked on him, his cheeks flushed red, and he slowly squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "...my fault."

Everyone thought that Wei Sizhe would be single for a lifetime with a pure heart and few desires, but now he took the initiative to admit it. Who is this nurse?He Yuan hurriedly turned the page of his talkativeness, so as not to upset Wei Sizhe.

"This gift-giving is a science." After thinking for a few seconds, He Yuan said, "Let's focus on what the other party lacks. You can never go wrong with giving something practical."

Wei Sizhe said: "The usual contacts are in nursing homes, how can you tell?"

Clenched his fist with his right hand and beat Wei Sizhe's heart, He Yuan sighed: "Si Zhe, it's about chasing people, you have to use your heart."

Although Wei Sizhe is not at the decision-making level, in He Yuan's group, the investment department, and even the entire Shengrong, Wei Sizhe's opinions and plans for each project are very important. His views are basically feasible and risky. smaller.Holding this trump card in his hand, He Yuan ate well and slept soundly. He allowed Wei Sizhe to rest for half a day every Wednesday afternoon.

Wei Sizhe was not too polite, the so-called "chasing people with heart", first of all you have to be willing to spend time.

Returning home from get off work at noon on Wednesday, Wei Sizhe took a shower and changed his clothes. He wore a silver-gray shirt and black trousers. His superior figure was wrapped in soft fabric, and the smooth lines of his shoulders and back were unobstructed.

After combing his hair, spraying on some perfume, and taking a clean lunch box and bento bag, Wei Sizhe started his Porsche and drove away from Yuhua Community, heading towards the Hui'an Nursing Home on the outskirts of the city.

Wei Sizhe doesn't like to listen to music and the radio when driving, he always finds it noisy.But at this moment, the Bluetooth connection of the mobile phone was successful, and he selected a classical music album from the app. The soothing and beautiful strings of the violin filled the car, and his mood became more and more relaxed.

I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time.

Upon arriving at the destination, Wei Sizhe got out of the car, and without rushing into the courtyard, he leaned on the car door and watched patiently for a while.Looking through the drooping willow branches, standing in his position, he could just see the bench in front of the main building. As usual, Chu Jiahe accompanied Wei Qiao to bask in the sun, occasionally getting up to massage his shoulders.

Unlocking the phone with a low eyebrow, Wei Sizhe clicked on Wei Qiao's WeChat: Dad, I'm here.

When he looked up again, the two people in his field of vision moved closer. Wei Qiao showed the phone to Chu Jiahe. Chu Jiahe couldn't help but stand up happily. He saw Wei Sizhe standing in the parking lot. He smiled and waved to him.

On an ordinary sunny day, the warm spring breeze blows through the willow leaves, and the sun spreads everywhere.In the bright golden eyes, Chu Jiahe's innocent smile, Wei Sizhe finally experienced the feeling of heartbeat for the first time at the age of 34.

This feeling really came a bit late, but he has no regrets or complaints, and what he feels at this moment is complete satisfaction.With a peaceful mood and a comfortable life, Wei Sizhe believes that everything is the most ideal arrangement.

Stepping into the courtyard, when Wei Sizhe approached, Wei Qiao twitched his nose and raised his eyebrows: "Have you put on perfume?"

Wei Sizhe asked, "What's wrong? The smell is bad?"

"Why do you say you came to the nursing home to see me smelling so fragrant? It's not to meet someone." Wei Qiao squinted at him, pointing to a tulip bush not far away, "Your scent is even stronger than those flowers."

Wei Sizhe tilted his head and asked Chu Jiahe: "Are you going?"

Chu Jiahe shook his head: "No rush."

Wei Qiao emphasized his tone: "Come on!"

Chu Jiahe hurriedly changed his words and lowered his volume: "Mmm...Come on."

Folding his arms, Wei Sizhe looked at Chu Jiahe openly.After saying something against his will, Chu Jiahe looked away, pursed his lips lightly, two small dimples could be vaguely seen at the corners of his slightly tensed mouth, Wei Sizhe suddenly felt that today's perfume was really perfect.

At this time, all his thoughts were on Chu Jiahe, and Wei Sizhe once again noticed that the pocket watch he was using to tell the time, the metal on the outer ring had obvious wear marks, which looked very old and worn out.

Nowadays, not to mention pocket watches, few people even wear watches. The successful people around Wei Sizhe occasionally wear famous watches on important occasions to show their status, and they are still used to checking the time on their mobile phones in private.

Obviously, the pocket watch has different meanings to Chu Jiahe. Wei Sizhe didn't ask the reason when he saw it before, thinking that the relationship between the two at that time could only be regarded as ordinary friends, and this topic might involve privacy.

But now, Wei Sizhe was worrying about giving gifts, and when Chu Jiahe put away the pocket watch, he asked, "Do you like pocket watches very much?"

After a pause of two seconds, Chu Jiahe nodded slowly: "I really like it."

Wei Sizhe: "You've only used it for many years, right?"

Chu Jiahe: "Almost seven years."

Wei Sizhe continued to ask: "Is a pocket watch of this size more convenient to carry?"

The observer, Wei Qiao, was quite speechless, and thought: I can tell that you want to give someone a new pocket watch. How can you ask so straightforwardly.

He interrupted in time: "Son, what are you holding?"

Chu Jiahe knew it was a lunch box: "Mr. Wei, give it to me."

Wei Sizhe had never chased anyone before, and his words and deeds were too direct. Wei Qiao gave him a look, and the father and son understood each other's intentions tacitly.Standing up on his knees, he was about to go back to his room to catch up on sleep. Seeing this, Wei Sizhe hugged Wei Qiao's back, and helped him walk slowly towards the main building.

"Si Zhe." Wei Qiao patted his arm, "Are you busy with work recently?"

"It's okay." Wei Sizhe watched the road cautiously, trying his best to keep Wei Qiao's every step on the flat ground, "It's not tiring to work overtime occasionally."

"Hey, such a big house is deserted, and there is no one to warm a bed when I get home from get off work." Wei Qiao sighed sadly, as if to tell the two of them deliberately, "How can I feel relieved..."

"You're here again." Wei Sizhe said with a wry smile, "You don't know who I am? I'm used to being free on my own, and it's good to live a peaceful and peaceful life."

Wei Qiao turned his face to look at Chu Jiahe: "Xiao Chu, don't listen to his nonsense, he just speaks hard. My son and I know everything. Usually, I hate loneliness the most."

Wei Sizhe: "...?" Am I like this?I do not know how.

The three people walked through the automatic door talking and laughing, and the noise gradually became clear. In the lobby of the main building, the family members of the elderly were arguing with the doctors and nurses. Most of them were dissatisfied because the fees of the nursing home were too high and the service was not in place. something.Wei Sizhe protected Wei Qiao and made a detour. Unexpectedly, the family members who were in dispute suddenly violently shoved the doctor who kept reasoning with him.

The cart slid a few meters backwards, heading straight towards Weiqiao. Wei Sizhe reacted quickly, and hurriedly reached out to block it, but Chu Jiahe took the first step.

The strength was useless, the left wrist was suddenly stressed, and the tingling pain caused Chu Jiahe to gasp.Wei Sizhe noticed the change in his expression, and without paying attention to etiquette, he firmly supported his elbow with his palm: "Are you all right?"

Through the thin cloth, the place where it touched slowly became hot. Chu Jiahe looked at Wei Sizhe and smiled relaxedly: "It's okay."

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