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Chapter Seventy Six
The three returned to Songhai Palace together. Yu Biao parked Gu Sinian's car and left. Wenrun pushed Ye Hansheng upstairs. Gu Sinian was one step behind the two. Observe them with interest later.
Ye Hansheng was obviously unhappy, and Gu Sinian knew why he was unhappy. But at this moment, seeing him with an expression of "I don't welcome you but my boyfriend promised me to hold back if I'm not happy," he couldn't help but laugh.
Compared to his precarious appearance, Gu Sinian prefers him now. Although a little naive, he is popular, like a good living person.
He no longer has to worry about the volcanic eruption someday and do anything irreversible.
The three of them went upstairs and passed Ye Hansheng's house. The two of them kept walking without stopping. Gu Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't expect Ye Hansheng to live in Wenrun's house.
You should know that after Ye Hansheng’s legs became disabled, the furniture at home was customized, and even the height was adjusted to facilitate Ye Hansheng’s daily life. Gu Sinian always knew that the two of them might be living together, but he didn't know that Ye Hansheng had moved into Wenrun's house.
The interest in his eyes grew stronger, and Gu Sinian walked in behind them.
The three of them changed home slippers in the hallway, Ye Hansheng turned the wheelchair back to the bedroom to change clothes skillfully, and did not say to be polite to entertain the uncle.
Wenrun coughed slightly, and subconsciously wanted to explain two sentences for Ye Hansheng, but when he thought that Gu Sinian is Ye Hansheng's uncle, he should be more familiar with his temperament than himself, so he took it back when he explained it, and said: Sit down, drink tea or juice?"
"Tea bar." Gu Sinian was very interested in turning around the house. There are traces of the lives of the two people everywhere, as large as the rocking chair on the balcony, as small as the flowers on the coffee table. People can tell that the owner of the house knows how to live.
"You are very good here." Gu Sinian praised.
Compared to Ye Hansheng's lifeless house with only black, white and gray, it was much better. No wonder Ye Hansheng chose to move over.
As soon as Gu Sinian sat down on the sofa, Ye Hansheng came out after getting dressed. He changed from his formal shirt and trousers to a refreshing house suit. Although he was still unhappy when he saw Gu Sinian, he didn't say anything.
Changing from a wheelchair to sitting on the sofa, Ye Hansheng turned on the TV on his own. After a while, seeing that Gu Sinian was still looking around, he finally couldn't help but said: "Since I have seen it, I will go home early. Are you very free?"
Gu Sinian seldom comes to his house, but now he takes the initiative to follow him, which makes him feel unhappy that his life is being spied on. And multiple people are there, as if there is a giant light bulb in the house, and Wenrun is shy even holding a hand.
A total of these two days of vacation. Even being squeezed by others, Mr. Ye's displeasure was written directly on his face.
Gu Sinian didn't feel wrong at all. And he could see that as long as Wenrun agreed, the nephew would not drive him away in person. So he is quite confident.
Wenrun made the tea and brought it over, put a cup in front of him, and then naturally sat next to Ye Hansheng. On the single sofa, Gu Sinian's expressions moved slightly, and the two of them were intimate. It seems that they usually get along at home like this.
He glanced at Ye Hansheng teasingly, but Ye Hansheng ignored him. He turned to talk to Wenrun.
Wenrun has a restrained personality, and now he is facing the elders again, and he is more cautious in his speech. It is almost Gu Sinian who asks what he answers. To be honest, Gu Sinian feels a little distressed.
"You came back from leave, when will you return to the crew?"
"Ticket for the night after tomorrow."
"It's very hard to film, isn't it? I still run around like this for the cold sound."
"Not tired, I want to be with him."
"Did Hansheng bully you? He has a bad temper. Don't get used to him. If you are wronged, you can come to your uncle, and your uncle will be the master."
Wenrun glanced at Ye Hansheng, whose face was dark, and murmured, "He has a good temper."
Gu Sinian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how the label of "good temper" was applied to Ye Hansheng. But seeing Wenrun's sincere expression was not to give Ye Hansheng face, so he didn't say anything.
Ye Hansheng's mouth curled slightly, and he squinted at Gu Sinian triumphantly. Gu Sinian shook his head, thinking that Wenrun was just as honest as Ye Hansheng's opponent, maybe he was sold and helped to count the money.
Gu Sinian stayed at home until the afternoon. In the evening, Wenrun cooks and cooks. Five dishes and one soup are all home-cooked dishes, but they are delicious. Gu Si travels both at home and abroad all year round, and there is no fixed residence in China. He often stays in a local hotel for a long time when he goes to one place. He has long been tired of hotel chefs. At this time, looking at the table of dishes cooked by Wenrun, I boasted, "Your craftsmanship is much better than the hotel chef, and you have an appetite."
Wenrun was sobering up and said with a smile: "It's home cooking, you can try it."
Gu Sinian was also not welcome, and took a piece of spare ribs, and after eating two pieces, he added another piece, boasting, "It is indeed better than the hotel food."
Ye Hansheng gave him a cold look and said to Wenrun: "Don't pour him alcohol, you will have to drive later."
Wenrun thought about it. Just about to change to juice, Gu Sinian took the glass away. He took a sip of the wine slowly and smiled and said, "If you are drunk, you can find a driver. No matter how big a house, there will always be Let me stay in one room, right?"
When he was speaking, he looked at Ye Hansheng, Ye Hansheng's face was dark, he glanced at him, and he lowered his head to drink soup.
After eating, Gu Sinian rushed to clean up the dishes. How could Wenrun let the guests clean up, refused his request for help, washed the fruits and let him watch TV.
Wenrun packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen, and Ye Hansheng followed in.
Wenrun washes the dishes, he helps to wipe the water stains off the dishes and put them in the cupboard. Ye Hansheng said: "Sell someone to install a dishwasher someday."
There was no one in this house before Wenrun moved in, so the dishwasher was not installed. After Wenrun moved in, because it was rented out, it was not easy to change it at will.
But now, the two have confirmed that they are living together, but he really likes the warm time of cooking and washing dishes. He is doing housework, and Ye Hansheng will help as much as he can, as if two people are serious about their lives.
"Let’s talk about it later, now there are not many dishes and chopsticks for the two of you, don’t have to be so troublesome." Wenrun flushed the sink and looked back at the kitchen door. He could only see Gu Sinian watching TV vaguely. He asked Ye Hansheng, "Are you having a bad relationship with uncle?"
He didn't think it at first, but after returning home, seeing the two get along, the more they look at it, the more they feel a little strange.
Ye Hansheng gave a light cough, "It's not bad either."
Wenrun was surprised, "Then why don't you welcome your uncle at home?" And the words always meant for people to leave quickly.
"..." Ye Hansheng's expression was a bit complicated, but facing Wenrun's incomprehensible expression, it was not easy to lie to him. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "He didn't like me when he was a kid."
Wenrun: "???"
Wenrun tentatively asked, "So you don't like him either?"
"It's not all because of this." Ye Hansheng looked a little embarrassed. In fact, his feelings for Gu Sinian were complicated and not annoying, but he was not so close either. It's just that he didn't know how to describe it for a while, so he finally nodded and admitted.
Yes, because he didn't like me when I was young, so I don't like him when I grow up.
Although a little naive, it makes sense.
"You like him very much?" Ye Hansheng was a little unhappy thinking about it, grabbing Wenrun's finger and biting lightly, "What are you doing so diligently to him?"
Wenrun said innocently: "He is your uncle."
Because it is your relative, so of course you have to be nice to him.
Ye Hansheng looked at him for a while, understood what he meant, and finally healed a little, and finally said generously: "Yes, he is an elder. Just be kind to him, don't be too diligent."
Wenrun pursed his lips and snickered, and felt that Ye Hansheng at this time was like an older child holding grudges. He nodded graciously, "Okay, I see."
Gu Sinian saw the two whispering in the kitchen, and Ye Hansheng was full of spring breeze when he came out. The two of my nephew sat together, and finally they could watch TV harmoniously for a while.
...
Wenrun packed up another room and let Gu Sinian live in it. He gave him another set of pajamas that Ye Hansheng hadn't worn. Gu Sinian came out after washing and saw Ye Hansheng rolling up his trouser legs and soaking his feet in the living room.
There are medicine packets in the tub, and the bitter taste of Chinese medicine permeates the living room. And Wenrun is now rolling his sleeves, squatting on the side, rubbing his feet and calves skillfully.
Seeing him coming out, Ye Hansheng's expression froze for a moment, and then quickly covered up, lowering his head as if he hadn't seen him. It's just that the fingers that were originally relaxed on the knees clenched slightly.
Although he could accept Wenrun touching his injured leg, he was suddenly seen by Gu Sinian, and he was still a little uncomfortable.
Gu Sinian was immersed in surprise and did not notice his slight emotional changes.
He only knew that the two had a good relationship. Ye Hansheng valued Wenrun very much, but he didn't know that he had already valued his taboos that he was willing to touch him.
——Yes, after the car accident, the disabled legs became a taboo that Ye Hansheng could not touch. In the worst case, even the doctor wouldn't let him touch him. They tried to get him to treat his leg properly, and it took a lot of effort. Only in the end, Ye Hansheng refused to continue receiving treatment, and could only sit in a wheelchair for so many years.
Gu Sinian was full of surprise, and his gaze at Wenrun changed again.
He randomly found a place to sit down, chatting generally to Wenrun: "What is this doing?"
Wenrun said: "Massage the acupoints to accelerate blood circulation. Avoid muscle atrophy and necrosis."
Sure enough, Gu Sinian smiled, seemingly inadvertently: "You are still great. Before, how did Zheng Xuan and I persuade him to refuse to listen. If the doctor had treated him well, maybe he would not have to sit in a wheelchair now. ."
Wenrun was taken aback and turned back in surprise, "Can President Ye's legs be cured?"
Ye Hansheng suddenly looked up at him, with a warning in his eyes. Gu Sinian was afraid to continue speaking, he would really sweep himself out, so he said vaguely, "In the past, the doctor said there was a chance."
After speaking, he ignored Ye Hansheng's cold eyes, poured himself a glass of water and hid in the room.
Wenrun was a little absent-minded, still massaging her hands skillfully, but thought of Gu Sinian's words in her heart. It turns out that Ye Hansheng still has a chance to stand up.
He wanted to ask why he refused to continue the treatment at the beginning, but when he saw Ye Hansheng's calm face, he swallowed the question from his mouth again.
There must be a reason for not continuing treatment. He was afraid of asking too many questions, and poke the scar in Ye Hansheng's heart.
After the massage, the two went to wash separately. Wenrun kept things in his mind, and it took him a long time to get out of the bathroom. Ye Hansheng was already half leaning on the bed waiting for him.
Wenrun moved dartfully, lying next to him, tossing and turning.
Ye Hansheng picked up the person and looked down at him, "What are you thinking about?"
Wenrun stared at him for a moment, bit the meat on his cheek, and said, "Uncle said that your leg still has a chance to be cured..."
"That's before." Ye Hansheng lowered his eyelashes, blocking the look in his eyes, "It may not be cured now."
Wenrun grabbed his fingers and squeezed it, entangled for a while and then hesitated and asked: "Then you, why did you refuse to be treated at the time?" If the treatment was timely, it might not be the case now.
"Do you dislike me?" Ye Hansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, twisting his earlobes with his fingers.
Wenrun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly reached out and pinched his mouth into a flat duckbill, "You know what I meant, no matter what you become, I will not despise you. I just... just love you. ."
He was so proud, but he could only sit in a wheelchair. Although he never showed it, he never showed it by letting people touch his legs. In fact, he always minded. These disabled legs made him feel inferior and humiliated.
Wenrun had always thought that his leg could not be cured, so he just persuaded him to receive a massage to avoid suffering from atrophy of the calf muscle.
He only learned today that Ye Hansheng's legs had a chance to be cured.
He was a little angry, mad that he didn't cherish his body, mad that he kept hiding from himself. But facing this person, he could never lose his temper, he only felt distressed, and he wished to put the person in his heart and turn the bitterness of the past into sweetness. So he could only squeeze his mouth in annoyance and forbid him to say annoying words.
Perceiving the annoyance hidden in his eyes, Ye Hansheng reined in time to rein in the cliff and held the hand that held his mouth. Ye Hansheng gently broke off the stubborn hand and held it in the palm of his hand, and said helplessly: "It's me. wrong."
"It wasn't that I didn't want to be treated at the time. It's just that the success rate of the operation was only 50%. Moreover, the period of recuperation before and after the operation was very long, plus rehabilitation, it took nearly three years. I was only thinking about revenge at the time. Give up treatment."
In fact, there is another reason he didn't say. He had an accident with his mother and sister at the time, but he felt extremely self-blame for survival. But he had to avenge his mother and sister alive, and could not apologize with death, so he gave up the opportunity for treatment. Use these disabled legs to force myself to remember the hatred of my mother and sister at all times. Of course these thoughts are in the past tense, and there is no need to let Wenrun know about it.
Up to now, although he has walked out of the shadow of the year, he has never thought about continuing treatment. But because he knew that hope was slim, he didn't want Wenrun to be happy for nothing. Five years ago, there was only a 50% chance of being cured. Five years later, one can imagine.
Instead of tossing in vain, hope and disappointment, it is better to live the rest of your life like this. When he was in the hospital, he saw the story of one side being ill for a long time, and the other side being tortured and finally abandoned.
He didn't want him and Wenrun to be like this.
The author has something to say: Mr. Ye: I am just a poor little cat who is afraid of being abandoned.