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Dinner is called takeaway.

After dinner, Wen Wenqian sat on a chair in the dining room, spread out a notebook and put it on the dining table to do homework.

Wen Wenyao passed by her, glanced at her and said, "Does kindergarten also have homework?"

Wen Qian raised her head to look at him, silently moved her notebook away, and raised her right hand to block Wen Wenyao's sight.

Wen Wenyao, who is in his thirties, would not be angry with a little girl. He reached out and rubbed Wen Qian's hair, and then went back to the bedroom to find a change of clothes and prepare to take a bath.

After he left, Wen Qian carefully tidied her hair strand by strand, and then Bai Yangyu leaned on the back of the chair behind her and stretched out her hand to comb her hair.

"Thank you, Brother Bai," Wen Qian responded politely.

Bai Yangyu pulled away the chair next to her and sat down. Seeing that her so-called homework was actually writing and drawing on a large booklet, she got up and brought her own textbook, and sat next to Wen Wenqian to read it with her.

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When Bai Chong came down from upstairs after get off work, he saw his car parked in front of the clinic hall, but Song Wenran was not in the car.

Several meetings were held today, all of which were aimed at the medical disturbance last night.The hospital is not at fault, but there are so many patients coming and going in the hospital every day, there is no way to let them keep pulling banners and making trouble here, so he asked several responsible persons to step up contact with the family members of the deceased and the police to solve the problem as soon as possible .

The middle and high-level members of the hospital attending the meeting, as well as the doctors involved, were obviously affected, all of them frowned and looked serious.

Bai Chong glanced at them and said: "We will not compromise, and we will follow the law. Recently, the logistical security has worked harder, strictly checking, and protecting the safety of doctors and patients in the hospital. There is no need to be afraid of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the participants immediately became more energetic, and all departments expressed that they would do their jobs well.

Walking slowly to the front of the car at this time, Bai Chong felt a little tired all over. He leaned against the car door and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but realized that he had quit smoking for many years and swore at that time that he would never touch it again.

He is a very restrained and controlling man. Except for those fearless days when he was young, since his life and career have slowly been on the right track, he has been very strict with everything he manages.

He runs, works out, maintains a healthy diet, drinks as little as possible, and even rejects female students who strip naked and get into his bed in the middle of the night while on a business trip.Of course, it's not that he has no desires, but that he can suppress them, and he is unwilling to let these indulgences ruin his body and career.

A friend once told him that the only thing that is not perfect for him is that his wife died too early, and he still needs a woman in his life.At the beginning, Bai Chong also thought about it. At that time, Bai Ziqi was still young, and he thought that the family might really need a woman.But at that time, his career was on the rise, and he really didn't have time to start a new relationship during the busiest years.After all the dust settled and Bai Ziqi became a rebellious teenager, his thoughts faded away.

Until recently, this idea gradually emerged again, not because Bai Chong fell in love with any woman, but because he thought he might need it.

He stood beside the car, looked up and looked around, and found Song Wenran.

Song Wenran was helping a middle-aged woman push a wheelchair. There was an old man sitting on the wheelchair. The woman couldn't push the wheelchair up the slope just now. Song Wenran couldn't bear to sit in the car, so she opened the door and ran over.

Bai Chong watched Song Wenran bend down slightly and push the wheelchair with both arms. He remembered that when he first met Song Wenran, his skin was still a healthy wheat color. Now that winter is halfway through, it seems to be getting whiter and whiter.Song Wenran looks very iconic, and Bai Chong thinks this adjective can be used to describe him, because he has handsome facial features without aggressiveness, and looks very suitable for hosting news programs or entering the guard of honor. His short hair is pitch black, and he looks soft and soft. Not hard.

A gentle man, I don't know if it is his natural appearance, or if he is really born from his heart.

He saw Song Wenran's round and transparent auricles, and thought of Song Wenran's red ears when he received Song Wenran's Christmas gift this morning.

At that time, Bai Chong squeezed the box tightly, resisting the throbbing in his heart for a moment, and thanked Song Wenran in a calm tone.But only he knew that at that moment his mood was not so peaceful, he didn't even know whether he was for Song Wenran's gift or for his flushed ears.

It seems that some redundant attention has been generated.

Song Wenran pushed the old man's wheelchair up, and the middle-aged woman thanked him repeatedly. He shook his head with a smile, turned his head and saw that Bai Chong was already standing by the car door, and hurried over here.

But Bai Chong didn't realize that he had been staring at him for a long time until he saw Song Wenran running towards him. He didn't deliberately look away, but just adjusted his mood and smiled at Song Wenran.

"I'm sorry," Song Wenran apologized, and ran over to help Bai Chong open the car door, asking him to get in the car.

Bai Chong sat in the back seat, saw Song Wenran hastily opened the door of the driver's cab, and said to him, "Don't worry, you can take your time."

Song Wenran said: "I saw that they couldn't get up for a long time, so I wanted to help."

Bai Chong nodded, "I know."

Song Wenran looked at him from the rearview mirror, saw that Bai Chong's expression was calm, and he should not be angry, so he relaxed and asked, "Going home? Mr. Bai."

Bai Chong thought he should go home, but he said, "Come and have dinner with me." After saying this, Bai Chong looked at his reflection on the car window, and suddenly felt a little irritable.

Song Wenran only thought that he was upset about the hospital, nodded and said, "Okay, what would Mr. Bai want to eat?"

When Bai Chong spoke to Song Wenran, he suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said calmly, "Go to the snack book behind the school."

It was a Chinese restaurant, and Bai Chong liked to entertain guests there.However, it seemed to be the first time in Bai Chong that the two of them went to eat alone without socializing.

There is no private room for two people, only a cubicle.

Bai Chong took off his coat and sat down, handing over the menu to Song Wenran for him to order.

Song Wenran ordered three or four dishes that Bai Chong liked.

Bai Chong leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Song Wenran in a relaxed posture. He said, "Do you know what I like to eat?"

Song Wenran replied: "I have seen a lot, so I remember more or less."

Bai Chong asked him, "Why don't you order your favorite food?"

"I like all of these," Song Wenran said, "I'm not picky about food."

When the waiter took the menu and left, Bai Chong tilted his head slightly to look at Song Wenran, "Are you used to taking care of people?"

Song Wenran didn't answer Bai Chong's question directly. He reached out to take the bowl and chopsticks in front of Bai Chong, washed him with tea, and then said, "Is my personality unlovable?"

Bai Chong asked, "Why?"

Song Wenran said: "I don't know, maybe it will make others feel pressure."

"No," Bai Chong said in a low voice, and said the next few words slowly and clearly, "I like it very much."

Song Wenran's action of cleaning the chopsticks paused for a moment. His ears started to turn red from the top to the earlobe, but the expression on his face did not change. After cleaning the chopsticks, he poured the tea into the empty bowl and handed the chopsticks back to Bai Chong.

One of Bai Chong's hands was hanging by his side, and he couldn't help clenching it until his short manicured nails hurt the flesh of his palm, then he slowly let go, took the chopsticks calmly, and said, "Thank you. "

After that dinner, the conversation between the two of them became less and less.

Bai Chong didn't mention anything about the hospital. He picked up the bowl and ate in silence. Song Wenran thought he was restless, so he didn't bother him, and just quietly accompanied him.

After eating, Song Wenran drove Bai Chong home, but Bai Chong didn't say a word.When we arrived at Bai's house, Bai Chong said to Song Wenran when he got off the car: "Be careful on the road."

Song Wenran nodded and said to him, "Good night, Mr. Bai."

Bai Chong stood outside the car, pressed one hand on the top of the car window, looked at him and said, "Good night."

Song Wenran wanted to turn the car around, but found that Bai Chong didn't let go of his hand immediately. He couldn't rush, so he could only wait silently for a while until Bai Chong let go of his hand before turning around and leaving.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Wenran speeded up and drove the car to Wen Wenyao's place.

Wen Wenyao heard the doorbell and opened the door, and saw Song Wenran standing outside.

Song Wenran said, "I'm sorry, I've been delayed due to something." He thought that Bai Chong would go home early because he didn't have a social event tonight, and he thought he could come to pick up Wenqian earlier, but he didn't expect to be delayed so late.

Wearing a nightgown, Wen Wenyao let him in sideways with sleepy eyes, and said, "She fell asleep on the sofa just now, and I carried her into the guest room."

Wen Qian fell asleep on the sofa just after nine o'clock. Seeing Wen Qian fell asleep, Wen Wenyao drove Bai Yangyu back, carried the little girl into the guest room, and covered her with a quilt.

Looking at such a small girl, I didn't expect it to be quite heavy.

Song Wenran followed Wen Wenyao to the door of the guest room and opened it.

There was no light turned on inside, but through the light coming in from the living room, one could see that Wen Qian was lying on the bed and fast asleep.Song Wenran walked in, silent about her rosy face, and planned to hug her up.

Standing by the door, Wen Wenyao suddenly asked, "Will you send her to Wen Hao's place tomorrow morning?"

Song Wenran said: "Yes, Principal Bai goes to work too early, and the kindergarten doesn't open so early."

Wen Wenyao thought for a while and said, "She wakes up too early every day, so she gets sleepy so early at night, right?"

Song Wenran felt a little helpless, "Well, but I can't help it."

Wen Wenyao thought it was really annoying, but he still said: "Then you leave her here, I will send her to the kindergarten tomorrow morning."

Song Wenran looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you going to work?"

Wen Wenyao pointed to his head, "Work-related injury."

The two brothers exited the room and closed the door gently.

Song Wenran asked Wen Wenyao, "Is the injury on your head okay?"

Wen Wenyao said: "It's okay, just wear a hat when going out, otherwise it will be too cold."

Song Wenran smiled, "It will grow out soon."

Wen Wenyao touched the top of his head, "I hope."

The author has something to say: I found that the extra blank line will not be displayed, so I added the scene separator symbol

In fact, I haven't written too many cp articles, there is always a feeling of changing scenes in TV dramas...