Vocal fetish

"Hi, Uncle Yi, I'm so sorry that I accidentally bumped into you on the subway that day." Wen Shun said nervously, subconsciously avoiding Yi Changhua's eyes and not daring to look at him, "I sent this to you." A little gift from you, not something expensive, please..."

Wen Shun didn't have time to finish his sentence, because Yi Changhua didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence at all.As early as Wen Shun started talking to him, he walked down the stairs and stood in front of Wen Shun like a high-ranking monarch inspecting his subjects.

The distance between them was neither close nor far, but it was enough to make Wen Shun's tense throat tight and speechless.

"Bamboo leaf green? You bought it yourself?" Yi Changhua glanced lightly at the exquisitely packaged gift box in Wen Shun's hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes and a hint of tenderness in his tone.

When Wen Shun was asked, he quickly replied: "I bought it myself, but... Yi Sheng also picked it with me."

This statement was not entirely false, Yi Sheng did accompany him to the shopping mall, but he didn't give much substantive advice when buying tea.

Yi Changhua seemed to see through the truth and falsehood in Wen Shun's words at a glance, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he smiled.

"Thank you, I like it very much." After saying that, Yi Changhua did not call He Xiao who was beside him, but reached out to take the gift box from Wen Shun himself, and then handed it to He Xiao who was beside him and used a pair of He seemed to be careless but actually ordered in a warning tone, "Send it to my study and put it away."

He Xiao's face turned pale when he found out that Wen Shun sent a box of bamboo leaf green. Although Wen Shun was only holding a tea gift box that is common on the market, he had never brewed a cup of tea in 20 years. Yi Changhua can accept this with a good mood, and then he understands Wen Shun... talking about the status of that person who died long ago in his heart.

I can't compare myself.After He Xiao took the cheap tea gift box from Yi Changhua, he followed Yi Changhua's instructions and sent the tea to the study for proper storage.

Glancing at He Xiao who was leaving, Yi Changhua personally entertained Wen Shun and Yi Sheng to the small garden behind the house like a hospitable host.But this kind of Yi Changhua is becoming more and more strange in Yi Sheng's eyes. You must know that in the past 30 years, he can count the number of times he can feel kindness and tenderness from his father on one hand. Now his attitude towards Wen Shun Obviously too weird.

Yi Changhua's attitude of wanting to show affection but being cautious doesn't seem like he is thanking a young man who sent him to the hospital?If you have to say it, it's like trying to please your sweetheart.

The ancients said, "Knowing a son is better than a father", but why not the other way around?

The garden behind the house is completely in the style of a Chinese garden - a koi pond made of cobblestones, and a small and delicate bluestone bridge.Although there is no deliberately carved rockery, the ornamental banyan trees of different heights and shapes are enough to make up for this small lack.Not to mention how attractive the seemingly scattered flower stands and various potted plants on the shelves are.

Perhaps it is well taken care of and coincides with the flowering season. The flowers in the courtyard are also very delicate and charming. Clusters of flowers are dotted in this green shade, or reflected in the small koi pond. Here, there are elegant and interesting small scenes everywhere.

And it was in such a courtyard that Yi Changhua ordered someone to set up a mahogany square table.There are three wooden chairs next to the table, and there are some light dishes and beautiful and delicate snacks on the table.

"You haven't eaten yet. I just asked someone to prepare some meals to see if it suits your taste." Yi Changhua led Wen Shun and Yi Sheng to the table, but he didn't seem to notice that there was another person beside him. Like Yi Sheng, he only showed his rare kindness to the nervous Wen Shun.

Wen Shun nodded uncomfortably, and then habitually leaned towards Yi Sheng.But when she was seated, she didn't know whether Yi Changhua was intentional or not, she just chose the seat in the middle that separated the other two, causing Wen Shun and Yi Sheng to stare wide-eyed.But since the elders are all seated, it would be too ignorant to ask someone to change seats.

In desperation, Yu Wenshun and Yi Sheng could only sit on one side, and they started a tasteless lunch with Yi Changhua across a table.

"Uncle Yi, don't you have to wait for Uncle He?" Before eating, Wen Shun somehow suddenly thought of He Xiao who had just been ordered by Yi Changhua to put tea.

Yi Changhua glanced at He Xiao who was walking towards them from the corner of his eyes slightly, and said as if deliberately letting the other party hear his words: "It's just a servant, don't worry about him."

After finishing speaking, he persistently stretched his chopsticks towards the plate to pick up a deliciously cooked Kung Pao shrimp, but the shrimp and a shrimp did not land in his own bowl, nor did he land in his son's bowl, but landed in the As an outsider, Wen Shun's bowl.

"Come on, try this shrimp, I specially ordered Aunt Zhao to fry it." After speaking, Yi Changhua explained as if he suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Zhao is my cook here."

"Thank you uncle." Wen Shun thanked obediently, looking at the pink and tender shrimp on the pearl-like crystal-clear and plump rice in his bowl, he felt that he would not eat it, nor would he not eat it.

If Yi Sheng on the side could show any emotion on his face, it would be dark by now.His father's attitude towards Wen Shun is definitely not just unusual, but he seems to be the one who has been excluded from the whole time, as if his role is only to bring Wen Shun in front of him.

Yi Sheng glanced at He Xiao who was standing beside his father. When he saw the obviously abnormal paleness and gloom on He Xiao's face, he was even more sure that his purpose of looking for Wen Shun might not be a simple "thank you" That's all.

"Speaking of which, Wen Shun, are you still a student? Are you studying here?" Yi Changhua saw Wen Shun who was nervous and at a loss, so he intentionally found some topics to make him relax.

Wen Shun swallowed the shrimp full of entanglement, and after hearing Yi Changhua's question, he quickly and seriously replied: "Yes, I am studying at University A, but my family is in City L."

"L City?" Yi Changhua had a weird expression on his face, but asked with concern like an amiable elder, "Then what are your plans after graduation? Your family wants you to stay here, Or return to L City for development?"

"My mother wants me to stay here to develop, but on the mother's side..." Wen Shun frowned slightly, with a worried expression on his face, "My mother is not in good health, and I am a little worried about her."

Yi Changhua's expression froze when he heard Wen Shun mention his mother, and Yi Sheng who was beside him keenly noticed the flash of remorse on his face.

After a while, Yi Changhua didn't say anything else, just watched Wen Shun and Yi Sheng eating in silence, and then took some food for Wen Shun from time to time.It wasn't until the meal was almost finished that Yi Changhua started talking again.Of course, the topic is still for the sake of the text.

"What about the rest of your family? Is there no one to take care of your mother? Like... your father?"

He Xiao who was standing behind Yi Changhua couldn't help but tremble when he heard Yi Changhua's question.

He finally asked, but what's the point of asking this kind of question knowingly?Doesn't he have a clear picture of that person's whereabouts, life and death, and even his body?Why even ask?Why bother to deliberately dig out that necrotic wound.

It's just like masochism.

He Xiaoyan suppressed the pain and distress in his heart and looked at Yi Changhua, feeling worthless for this proud man in his eyes once again.

"My father passed away before I was born, and I was a posthumous child." Wen Shun replied truthfully, "My grandparents wanted my mother to remarry, but my mother didn't want to, so they cut off ties with the family and raised me alone. big."

Speaking of this, Wen Shun suddenly remembered the issue that he had been very concerned about before.

"Uncle Yi, do you know my father?" The coincidence at the subway station that day, and the name of his father kept being called by the other party, is it impossible to say that you don't know him?

Yi Changhua suddenly smiled when he heard Wen Shun's question. His handsome face was [-]% similar to Yi Sheng's, and he had experienced the vicissitudes of life. His smile was full of deep nostalgia and love, but in those eyes, It is true that nothing can dilute the sadness.

"Ah... I know him." Yi Changhua looked at Wen Shun as if looking at another person through him.

And he seemed to really see the person he thought in his heart.

"Of course I know him."