one's love

On the weekend, there were two days before Wei Siyuan went to work.

In the early morning, Shi Yuanqiu called: "Today I'm coming to Cengfan. My family has something to do. I'm the only one. You can do whatever you want."

Wei Siyuan was silent for a moment.

"When I was young, you've worried too much... just be the same as before, don't deliberately come to accompany me."

"I..." Shi Yuanqiu took a deep breath, "Okay, listen to you. But, next time I come to your house, don't let me see your miserable appearance again."

"En." Wei Siyuan lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

Shi Yuanqiu has a cold temperament, and has always been indifferent to people who have nothing to do with him, and even finds it troublesome to give him a look.But on the contrary, for the person he cares about, he will treat that person wholeheartedly.He is like a noble prince standing alone in an ancient castle, aloof and high-spirited, with a bad temper and extremely defensive.

Such a person, these days is not too troublesome, whenever he is free, he will come to see him...

Wei Siyuan felt a bit of bitterness in his heart. It seemed that the reluctance and loneliness that escaped unconsciously from his own eyes fell into the eyes of the other party.

Sure enough, life is too leisurely to have all kinds of hypocritical thoughts.Really, it's really wrong to worry my friends because of my moan|groaning without illness.

Fortunately, this bad state will pass soon.

After the weekend, like everyone around him, he will start working to support himself, travel between the company and home every day, eat and chat with friends on weekends, and then slowly have his own savings, and come again during the holidays. Travel as you like.Begin to forget the past and get used to living alone...

This was his original life.

However, in the past, how could it be so easily separated and forgotten.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly remembered a hasty knock on the door, and Wei Siyuan ran to open the door before he even had time to put on his slippers.

Standing outside the door was Steward Lu, an old man who was always calm and kind. At this time, his face was obviously flustered, and the tie on his collar was loose and skewed as if he had tied it hastily. Holding a child wrapped in a thick blanket.

It was Lu Youming.

The little guy looks sick, his cheeks are flushed abnormally, his eyes are red like the eyes of a bunny, maybe he has cried for a long time before coming here, his curly eyelashes are like thick black feathers wet by rain .

The moment he saw Wei Siyuan, the little guy's moist eyes immediately filled with countless transparent teardrops, and then burst the embankment in an instant. The bean-sized teardrops were like broken pearls, which were obviously thinner one by one. fell down on his little face.

The little guy wept silently without warning, his face was full of sadness and grievance, and his tender and tender voice was a little limp: "Father Xiaoyuan...you don't want me anymore."

When Wei Siyuan heard this, he felt a heart-wrenching pain. Before he could answer, Lu Youming leaned out, stretched out his hands and hugged Wei Siyuan's neck tightly without letting go, then threw his body into his arms, and buried his soft head into Wei Siyuan's neck. neck fossa.The housekeeper was so frightened that he immediately wrapped the fallen blanket around him again, Wei Siyuan hurriedly wrapped the blanket for the little guy, and hugged him firmly.

The little guy didn't know where the strength came from, but he hugged Wei Siyuan's tiny arms tightly, which made him feel a little difficult to breathe.Wei Siyuan didn't have time to let the little guy let go, but he was startled by the high temperature coming through the clothes, so frightened that he immediately stretched out his hand to reach the little guy's forehead, it was really terribly hot.

"Housekeeper Lu, why did You Ming have a fever, did you go to the hospital?" Wei Siyuan asked quickly.

"Mr. Wei, don't worry. Dr. Lin showed the young master and said that it's just a common fever. You'll be fine after taking antipyretics and resting for a night."

"That's good, that's good..." Wei Siyuan's raised heart slowly let go, and then he reacted and invited the housekeeper into the house.

"Mr. Wei, it's so late, I won't go in. I'm sorry to bother you tonight, but since you left, young master, it's okay during the day. Mr. Lu can still scare him, but when he arrives It won't work at night, no matter what you say, the young master just keeps crying, no matter how you coax him, it doesn't work.

No, I still have a fever today, and I don't feel well, but I'm still crying and looking for you, and Mr. Lu hasn't come back yet.Dr. Lin also brought the medicine prescribed by him. "

The little guy's scorching breath brushed against the side of his neck, and the hot little hands around his neck seemed to tighten again.Wei Siyuan patted the little guy's back comfortingly, then reached out to take the medicine, and said to the butler outside the door: "Okay, I'll trouble you today, You Ming, I will take good care of you. I won't keep you this late, you Go back and rest early."

"Hey, good. Mr. Wei, thank you for your hard work."

Steward Lu smiled kindly, his old and gentle voice was very kind.

After Steward Lu closed the door and left, Wei Siyuan hugged Lu Youming distressedly, and carried the little guy into the bedroom.

The sick little guy was very clingy, just as Wei Siyuan put him on the bed, those little hands wrapped around Wei Siyuan like vines.Lu Youming opened his big watery eyes, looked at him pitifully, and said in a weak voice, "Father Xiaoyuan, I want to hug you."

Wei Siyuan's heart immediately turned into a pool of spring water, and he was not willing to let it go.I had no choice but to wrap the little guy up tightly with a blanket, hold him with one hand, pour a cup of hot water, add some honey, and then walked into the bedroom again.

The little guy was probably too sick to have any strength, but he leaned obediently on Wei Siyuan's shoulder half asleep and half awake.

When he got to the bed, Wei Siyuan put the thermos on the bedside table, hugged the little guy into the bed together, curled up his little body in his arms, even after turning off the light, those little shiny black eyes still refused to close , just watching Wei Siyuan silently.

Wei Siyuan couldn't help lowering his head, lowered his head and kissed the other party's forehead, gently hugged the other party into his arms, and whispered softly in his ear: "Hey, go to sleep. I'm here, go to sleep." The little guy just hung down With heavy eyelids, his small hands still grabbed Wei Siyuan's clothes.

Seeing the weak and stubborn appearance of this little guy, Wei Siyuan couldn't fall asleep.Lu Ye asked him to leave, but he really left without thinking about anything.But just when he was about to abandon the past and start again without hesitation, that little figure who was always concerned about him was also ruthlessly thrown in an inconspicuous corner by him.

After all, he was too cold-blooded.He walked away without any hesitation, as if everything in the past would no longer be important to him, and he abandoned it as soon as he said it, and planned a future with only himself as if nothing had happened.But I don't want to, there is still a thin figure squatting stubbornly in the corner, waiting for me to remember, thinking about me day and night...

This pink and jade-carved child was brought up by himself. From babbling to toddler, he taught everything by himself.If it is said that almost all the time in these few years was spent in the villa, then at least half of it was used to accompany the child.

So... Wei Siyuan looked at Lu Youming lovingly: You are closer to me than your biological father, aren't you?

But even so, Wei Siyuan always felt that to the little guy, he, who had no blood relationship with him, might be an important person, but not the closest person, but how could he understand the subtlety of blood relationship when he was young? Things... It's really despicable to speculate on his inner self with adult thoughts.

So when I decided to leave, my worries about the little guy were only fleeting, and the rest of the time I was thinking about myself, and I would cut off contact with everyone in the villa in the future, including the little guy.

How can we forget the time we spend together.When the little guy appeared in front of him with a face full of grievances, heartache and guilt crazily rushed into his heart. The bond had already been formed, and it was not so easy to cut it off.

Since you can't give up, why bother.

Because of the appearance of the little guy, Wei Siming felt that many things became much clearer at once.It doesn't matter if there is no blood relationship, or no longer a lover relationship, he doesn't want to have no contact with them in his future life, and he doesn't want his departure to become a thick wall separating him from the Lu family and his son.Of the two of them, one has been by his side since he was born, and the other has been entangled with him for so many years. He wants to watch Lu Youming grow up little by little, and he also hopes that Lu Ye can be happy in the future. No matter what, these two people There is no way to just forget it.

After thinking it through, the bad mood that had suppressed him for the past few days disappeared instantly.

Just as he was about to feed Lu Youming some honey water, the phone beside his pillow vibrated.

Lu Ye's name appeared on the caller ID.

As if he had expected it long ago, Wei Siyuan glanced at the screen and answered the phone calmly.

"I'm at your door."

A simple and deep voice rang in my ears.

Hearing this, Wei Siyuan said yes in a soft voice, carefully let go of Lu Youming's little hand that was pulling at the hem of his clothes, and covered the little guy with a quilt before walking quickly to the entrance and opening the door.

The man's expression was a little cold, and his eyes could not conceal the exhaustion. When he saw Wei Siyuan squatting his feet and looking at him with his head tilted, he frowned slightly and sighed: "Go in and say, you go put on your shoes first." .”

Wei Siyuan turned around to find a pair of shoes for himself, and when he turned his head again, Lu Ye was standing firmly behind him.The tall body stood in front of him, and he hadn't seen him for a few days. The sense of oppression on the man seemed to be getting stronger.

"I'm causing you trouble so late, I'll pick You Ming up."

"He finally fell asleep, and now the fever has not subsided, don't toss back and forth, let him sleep with me tonight."

The two were too close, Wei Siyuan cast his eyes unnaturally to the lower left, then raised his eyes to look directly at Lu Ye, and unconsciously grabbed the sleeve at the crook of his left arm with his right hand.

Lu Ye stared at him silently, and casually pulled his sleeve out of his right hand, brushing the back of Wei Siyuan's hand with cold fingertips: "Alright, then I'll go back first, and I'll pick him up tomorrow."

"You stay too." Wei Siyuan pulled Lu Ye's cuffs, his eyes flashed like the ripples on the surface of a peaceful lake under the moonlight, "It's too late, let's make do with my study tonight."

"It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

After Lu Ye finished speaking lightly, he turned around and wanted to leave, but he was suddenly grabbed by his cuff.

The fingers grabbing the cloth didn't use much strength, but it was enough to make Lu Ye stop.

Lu Ye, who was stunned for a few seconds, still couldn't refuse the faint eyes, small and gentle movements, and said in a low voice, "Then, excuse me."

"En." Wei Siyuan raised the corner of his mouth and withdrew his hand, and was about to say something when Lu Youming's cry suddenly came.

Ignoring Lu Ye now, Wei Siyuan quickly ran into the bedroom, picked up the little guy who was sitting on the bed and was crying, and grabbed a blanket to cover the little guy before he remembered to turn on the light in the room .

The little guy lay pitifully on Wei Siyuan's shoulder, sobbing and asking intermittently: "Xiao...Xiaoyuan, Dad, where did you go, it's so dark, but you're not, you're not here."

"Good boy, You Ming, I just went to open the door for your father. Aren't you sick? Dad was worried about you, so he came to see you in a hurry. I just opened the door for him. Look." Wei Siyuan hugged him Turning to the door, Lu Ye just stood quietly in front of the door and looked at them, the frost and snow in his eyes that had been frozen all year round seemed to be melted by the soft orange light in the room, becoming affectionate and gentle.

Lu Ye didn't speak, walked up to Wei Siyuan, reached out and touched Lu Youming's forehead, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Still have a fever."

"The butler said that Dr. Lin had already given him antipyretics, so he should have a good rest, and the fever should subside tomorrow."

"Father, I'm sorry." The little guy saw that Lu Ye really came, with tears in his eyes, lying on Wei Siyuan's shoulder, frowning and acting like a baby.

"Well, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep." Lu Ye gently stroked the top of the little guy's hair.

"I want Xiaoyuan's father to hug him to sleep." The little guy buried his head in Wei Siyuan's neck, and his fleshy little hands grabbed the pajamas on his shoulders.

Wei Siyuan felt that the little guy was like a soft bunny in his arms, his heart felt soft, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow his eyes: "Okay, I'll sleep with you in my arms."

Just like that, it was night, Lu Ye was sleeping in the study next door, while Wei Siyuan was hugging Lu Youming, gradually falling asleep.This time, I slept very soundly, and woke up at 9 o'clock in the morning.

Too bad, the little guy's breakfast isn't ready yet.

Wei Siyuan got up in a hurry, looked down at Lu Youming who was still sleeping, and touched the other's forehead, it was no longer hot, so he felt relieved.Carefully got off the bed, took the thermometer to measure for the little guy, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

Wearing loose pajamas, Wei Siyuan opened the door with his messy hair, he couldn't help being taken aback.

In the living room, Lu Ye sat neatly on the sofa, looking at his phone calmly.After noticing Wei Siyuan's gaze, he quickly put the phone away, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Are you awake?"

"Well, I overslept, and I didn't even have time to make breakfast." Wei Siyuan rubbed his hair angrily.

"It's okay, I got up early, I borrowed your kitchen to get some food, eat first after you wash up." Lu Ye said calmly, and stood up from the sofa, "I'll take care of You Ming, let's go wash up."

"Okay..." Wei Siyuan felt a little frustrated. As the owner of this house, the breakfast was prepared by the guests...

In the kitchen, vegetable porridge with minced meat is simmered on a natural gas stove. Warm heat rises up, exuding a fragrance.

Wei Siyuan stood there in a daze, the kitchen, the warm environment filled with steaming steam and the smell of food, always reminded him of home easily, if "home" is concrete, it should be a place that can satisfy your endless desire , food, warmth, even love, isn't it...

The aroma of the kitchen whetted the appetite, but there was still a sick patient at home, so I had to let the little guy eat something first.

After Lu Youming rested for one night, the fever really subsided.Wei Siyuan heaved a sigh of relief, the little guy who had been burned all night was still a little weak after waking up, the two fed the little guy some porridge and eggs, and then put the quilt back on the little guy.After watching the little guy's eyelids close little by little, Wei Siyuan started to eat breakfast, and Lu Ye was with him.

After getting enough sleep, Wei Siyuan was in a particularly comfortable mood. The porridge and sugar-watered eggs were still as delicious as ever. Wei Siyuan savored the food in front of him carefully.After Lu Ye on the opposite side quickly settled his share, he couldn't help raising his head and staring at him intently.Until Wei Siyuan suddenly remembered something, he raised his head and looked at Lu Ye coldly.

Lu Ye looked away without a trace, there was no wave on his face, but there were layers of ripples in his heart.

"Lu Ye, can I see You Ming once a week?"

Wei Siyuan spoke out in one go the idea that had arisen last night.

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