President, he must be me

No matter how Tan Shaochen thought about it, he couldn't imagine Shen Yanwen curled up on the sofa to sleep. He still thought that when Shen Yanwen was sleepy, he would push him to rest on the sofa; but he overestimated his paper body. After a while, he was tortured by the deep sleepiness and closed his eyes.

At the beginning, there was still a little consciousness, and the perception of the outside world became blurred. He heard the man's footsteps and the sound of pouring water; finally the man leaned over and kissed him at the corner of his eyes.From then on, Tan Shaochen didn't know anything, and just fell into a dream.

As if someone was watching over him, he slept extraordinarily soundly this time, and when he woke up, the sky was already pale, and the fatigue on his body disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly remembered his thoughts before falling asleep, and immediately looked at the sofa; but there was no one on the sofa, only a suit jacket.The young man raised his eyes again, and saw Shen Yanwen sitting beside the hospital bed.

The man's tie was hanging loosely around his neck, and one of the buttons on the skirt was undone, as if he was suffocated after wearing a formal suit for a long time.He just sat there, resting his head on his hands, as if taking a half-hour break from intense work, and slept soundly.

But Tan Shaochen knew what it was for - to stay by his side, to wake up immediately when something happened.

No one would not like to be loved like this.

If Shen Yanwen moved his heart the most, it must not be the handsome appearance and the financial resources of the Shen family behind him; but just like now, the meticulous love.

The young man stretched out his hand from the quilt to the man wrapped in the morning light.He was cautious, his fingertips were trembling, but he still couldn't restrain himself from wanting to touch him.Like this kind of thing, it will become clear the moment it is announced, and it will no longer be possible to escape.

His fingertips lightly landed on the tear mole under the other's right eye, and then followed the curvature of the skin, touching the man's deep eye socket, and touching his eyelashes.

Tan Shaochen could hear his own violent heartbeat, he was like a thief, afraid of being discovered, but he couldn't stop.

"...Huh?" Suddenly, the man made a low voice, which made him withdraw his hand in shock.

Shen Yanwen opened his eyes, his eyes were still a little tired, but he looked at him tenderly: "Are you awake?"

"Uh-huh……"

He shyly responded, trying to hide his hands back in the bedding.But Shen Yanwen directly bullied him over, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him to cover his cheek: "You can touch him however you want."

As the man said, he kissed him gently on the brow, and said: "Good morning."

"morning……"

The faint scent of gardenia came with this kiss, and it smelled so good.Tan Shaochen's hand moved slightly, signaling the man to let go; the other party didn't force him, and just let him go, then got up and walked to the bathroom in the ward: "I'll go wash up, and then ask Dr. Xu to come and see you."

He nodded, as well-behaved as a different person.

Outside is not as complete as at home, and Shen Yanwen, who is always meticulous in his daily life, finally has a mess.When he came out of the bathroom, a few strands of wet hair fell on his forehead, making his outline more distinct; Tan Shaochen propped up the bed, slowly sat up and stretched, and asked, "Why don't you sleep on the sofa?" up?"

"I didn't plan to sleep." The man washed a hot towel and wrung out the water before walking to his side. "I'm a little sleepy in the middle of the night, so I want to close my eyes and rest for a while."

Indeed, he could see the bloodshot eyes in Shen Yanwen's eyes, it was obvious that he hadn't had enough rest.

Before Tan Shaochen could continue, Shen Yanwen approached him again, carefully wiping his face with a hot towel.This is too embarrassing. In the past, when the Tan family was sick, the servant would just wash him with a towel and hand it over to wipe his face.Only when he was a child, his mother would treat him like this.

As soon as the towel touched his skin, he subconsciously tried to avoid it: "I can do it myself, it's not that my hand is broken..."

But Shen Yanwen's gentleness was never to be refused, so he followed up and insisted on rubbing it for him.

The man said: "But I am willing to take care of you, and I like to take care of you."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Shaochen lost his mind.

He blushed, deliberately lowered his eyes not to look at Shen Yanwen, and just let the man wipe his face stiffly: "...you know how to take care of people."

Shen Yanwen paused, then continued: "It's okay."

"Really, except my mother," said the young man, "no one has ever taken care of me like this."

"Where's the servant?"

"There are no servants either." He pretended to be relaxed and raised his tone, trying to make the matter indifferent, "You know those from the Tan family, I am not favored, and I have no money... give me money every day on time. It’s not bad to bring food.”

"They will beg you." In a few words, Shen Yanwen finished his work, turned around and put the towel back, "I mean, they will come to beg you soon."

"Me? What are you asking me for?" Tan Shaochen didn't know why, "Ah, you mean business matters? That must be asking you, I can't help you decide."

"Who said no?" The man poured another cup of hot water over, "Of course you can."

Tan Shaochen followed up obediently, drank half of the cup in small sips, and then exhaled: "...you are really good at taking care of people."

The man just lowered his head to button the button, and then turned around to get his suit, hiding his expression perfectly: "Of course you will learn to take care of someone you like without a teacher."

"...I wanted to say it before—Mr. Shen, you know how to talk about love."

"It's called 'Yan Wen'."

The matter of being fed medicine indiscriminately can be said to be big or small; Tan Shaochen did not find out other problems, and after Dr. Xu checked his body indicators, he was finally able to leave the hospital.Compared to Shen Yanwen who slept in a chair all night, the driver who was always on call in the car was even worse.

The driver woke up from his sleep when he heard the sound of the car window. After seeing Shen Yanwen's face clearly outside the window, he sat up straight, quickly unlocked and got out of the car, and opened the car door for them: "Madam, how is your health?"

"It's all right," Tan Shaochen happily got into the car, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Zhang, won't it be boring to sleep in the car all night?"

"Madam, my surname is Li..."

"Drive." Shen Yanwen said directly.

When he came to the hospital, Tan Shaochen was unconscious; now when he returns to Shen Yanwen's house, he is in good spirits because of a good night's sleep.Looking at the roaring scenery outside the window, the young man suddenly beckoned the driver to turn on the music in the car and play some songs to listen to; no one was picky about the songs, they played randomly one by one, and put the ones that Tan Shaochen had heard before, and he hummed softly along with it .

Even the driver could see the earth-shaking changes in him - before when Mr. Shen and his wife went out together, they couldn't say a few words in the car, and the atmosphere was always serious; it was the first time he saw his wife so relaxed by Mr. Shen's side. And humming in the mood.

Shen Yanwen naturally noticed it too.

His gaze fell on Tan Shaochen all the time, looking at his fair nape and soft ears.It's just a pity that those captivating eyes are in a direction he can't see.

"Xiao Zhang pull over!!" Suddenly, Tan Shaochen yelled, "Yan Wen, can we stop for a while...Look over there!"

The young man stretched out his hand, pointed out the car window and said, "I want to eat at that breakfast shop!"

"Are you hungry? Go home when you're hungry..." "No," Tan Shaochen's tone became anxious seeing that the car had already driven a lot, "I just want to eat at that restaurant!"

"Turn around." Shen Yanwen said simply.

Near here is the old town of Kyungwon—the old town is just a polite name, but it is actually a place where the poor gather.Not long ago, this place was approved as a new development zone. Now the walls of those old houses are painted with red "demolition", and those poor people will get a large amount of dispatch compensation to leave.

The Shen family also participated in the development project in this area, but it was not what Shen Yanwen wanted to do, but Shen's father.Shen's father liked the potential of this place, but Shen Yanwen was not very willing to rebuild it.Their family is just a businessman, whether to renovate or not is not up to them; therefore, Shen Yanwen's reluctance will not affect anyone.

After the car turned around and stopped in front of the breakfast shop, Tan Shaochen went down excitedly, and found the word "demolition" on the wall: "Wow, this place is about to be demolished? Ah, it's so annoying..."

"What's wrong?" Shen Yanwen didn't understand why.

"I used to live there before," the young man pointed to the direction deep in the alley, "you can see the building I live in after walking for more than ten minutes....Unfortunately, the house was sold when I was sick , or how much money will you pay me?"

"It depends on the size."

"Twenty square meters!"

"That's probably not much," Shen Yanwen laughed, "Don't worry, I'll make up for you."

"Hahaha, you are really rich and powerful." The young man took him into the breakfast shop with a smile, "I used to eat breakfast here...Grandma, do you remember me?"

"It's not, it's not..." The old woman who was below the other guests looked at him, didn't remember his name for a while, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, I heard that you moved to a place where rich people live Let's go..."

"Haha, that's about it." Tan Shaochen said sweetly, "I still want two sides... What about you?"

He turned his head to look at Shen Yanwen, the man froze for a moment before saying, "Same."

"Wouldn't it be the first time you ate at a place like this?"

"How is it possible," Shen Yanwen said, "When I was studying abroad, I also ate takeaway trucks on the side of the road."

Although the old lady's memory is not very good, she is still skilled in making noodles; while she was fiddling with the seasoning, she looked at Shen Yanwen: "This is... I brought friends."

Tan Shaochen nodded subconsciously: "Yes..." "Hello," but Shen Yanwen was not satisfied with this answer, "I am his husband."

Although the old lady is old, she doesn't think it's bad for same-sex marriage now.She smiled all over her face, nodded her head and said, "It's good, it's good, it's a good match. Your mother must be happy too, you found such a good person..."

"...Well." The young man blushed, but still smiled, "I think so too."

Seeing his expression, Shen Yanwen almost felt dazzled.Tan Shaochen is very suitable for such a smiling expression, his eyes shone faintly in the morning light, his flushed cheeks, his soft and full lips, showing an excellent sense of beauty in his smile.

He seems to be still a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, not suitable for frowning, only suitable for being carefree.