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Zheng Yuming smiled softly: "That's right, so mother, you have to hug for a while, others don't have this benefit."

"Who did you learn from, the slick one?" Mama Zheng smiled and broke away from his embrace, "Mom is sleepy and wants to sleep, you go to the doctor to see the injury, I didn't care about the severity just now..."

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Zheng Yuming quickly interrupted: "I'm really fine, Mom, I just look thin, I'm not that careless, just rest well."

Others don't know what he looks like, how can a mother not know?Her son was pampered since he was a child, and he didn't even do any heavy work, let alone fight with others. How could he suffer such grievances?She was so regretful that she could only say: "I'm fine here, I'll be fine if I fall asleep, you go quickly."

The mother and son couldn't stop arguing, and finally the tranquilizer took effect, and Mama Zheng fell asleep within 2 minutes of lying down.

Zheng Yuming was sure that she would not wake up in a short time, so he pressed his shoulder and went out to see a doctor.

When the beautiful nurses on duty saw him, they rushed over to greet him.

There are few oriental faces in the hospital, especially Zheng Yuming, who has been serving his family for several days without taking off his clothes. Didn't know that his parents had settled down in the United States, and he would occasionally speak some local slang, and the nurses would think he was a gentleman who had studied in England.

Zheng Yuming's height is not considered tall in the United States, except that among the nurses who surrounded him, there were two taller than him. The American girls had big bones and slender curves, which made him look thin and pale at the moment.The girls' surprise and concern gave him a headache, but he could only smile and thank them for their kindness, asked clearly about the department where the injury was performed, and left accompanied by a beautiful blonde nurse.

When she unbuttoned her shirt, the accompanying nurse covered her mouth and exclaimed, and was kicked out by the doctor.

A red scar slanted across his shoulder and left chest, because it had been swollen for a while, and it was even more shocking against his snow-white skin.

The doctor inquired about the process, exaggeratedly sympathized with his experience, took the initiative to wipe the medicine for him, wrapped it with gauze, and told him to remember to wipe the medicine and change the gauze every day, seeing that he didn't care, he immediately took back his medicine, He changed his words: "From now on, you come to my place at three o'clock in the afternoon every day, and I will help you change your medicine."

Just as Zheng Yuming was about to refuse, the doctor had already started buttoning his shirt: "That's it, we're close. If you don't come over, I'll go find you."

Zheng Yuming blocked his hand: "I will do it myself."

The doctor shrugged and stepped back.

After Zheng Yuming put on his clothes, he looked up at the young doctor carefully.

This is a typical American man, tall and big, with broad shoulders, dark brown hair, blue eyes, straight and straight nose, rare no trace of stubble on his face, bright and enthusiastic smile, Even wearing a doctor's gown, you can still see a well-exercised and healthy body under the suit.

"Danny, you can call me Dan." The doctor stretched out his hand and winked at him playfully, "Do you think I'm handsome?"

Zheng Yuming smiled, and suddenly felt that the doctor was very interesting, and shook his hand: "I'm Nico, hello."

"Wow, are you Orientals so gentle when you smile?" Danny looked at him exaggeratedly, and said angrily, "No wonder there are fewer beauties who came to strike up a conversation with me recently, so they all ran to see you."

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "They just went to greet my mother."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, but Zheng Yuming was not in high spirits and left quickly.

Back in the ward, my mother was still sleeping.Zheng Yuming breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, his father arrived.

As soon as he entered the ward, Zheng's father walked over and hugged him: "Yu Ming, thank you for your hard work."

Zheng Yuming hugged back: "Dad, are you done?"

"Not yet, come and see your mother." Father Zheng let go of him, looked at his wife's sleeping face, and asked him in a low voice, "How is your mother?"

"As usual, I cried for a while, and just took a sedative and fell asleep." Zheng Yuming saw that his father was also tired, so he asked, "Is there any trouble in the company?"

"It's not all those things, the lawyer is dealing with it." Zheng's father sighed, "I'm really too busy these days, you are tired."

"No matter what you say, it's only natural for a son to take care of his mother."

The father and son stayed in the ward for a while, afraid of disturbing the patient's rest, they went out to talk together.

Father Zheng roughly talked about the current situation.

The brokerage company is currently in a lawsuit with the people in the theater. The compensation issue involves many aspects and requires evidence collection. I don't know when it will end.His agency arranged the art exhibition as usual, and he was not allowed to cancel the plan that had been in preparation for more than half a year. However, the company was considerate of his wife's accident, and he was not required to appear at other times except on the day of the art exhibition.

Having said that, he still had to go to the exhibition site to supervise and inspect what he could do if he didn't care about his art exhibition.

As he spoke, Father Zheng rubbed the center of his brows, showing his exhaustion.In fact, he hasn't slept well for several days. Besides being busy with the art exhibition, he has to communicate with his wife's lawyer, and visits his wife every day for a few hours. Standing together, it is like two saplings that are about to fall when blown.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Zheng Yuming sighed: "It will be fine after this time is busy."

Father Zheng nodded, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Thanks for your hard work."

"Ah!" Zheng Yuming yelled unexpectedly, put his hands on his shoulders, and his face twisted.

Father Zheng was taken aback, and his face suddenly changed: "What's the matter?"

Before Zheng Yuming could speak, Father Zheng opened his coat, and saw the gauze tied in the shirt, his face darkened: "What's going on?"

Zheng Yuming had no choice but to simply tell what happened before.

Father Zheng frowned after hearing this: "What did your boyfriend and your mother say?"

"I don't know, it should be persuasion." Zheng Yuming lowered his voice, his face could not hide his worry.

Father Zheng had never met Liu Qijun, nor had he talked to him, so he didn't know who Liu Qijun was.When the father and son seldom talked heart to heart, it was rare for them to be free at this moment, so Dad Zheng asked about Liu Qijun's situation.

Zheng Yuming is not good at introducing boyfriends to outsiders. Usually, he simply says "this is my boyfriend" to colleagues, friends, and strangers. People don't ask too many questions. When encountering parents who need to ask carefully, they don't know how to say it,

He knew that Liu Qijun was kind in every way, but he didn't know how to express it. He just kept repeating: "He is very good, very gentle, very considerate, and loves me very much."

Father Zheng laughed a little at his incoherent appearance, and asked each sentence.How many people are there in the family, are there any brothers and sisters, what job do they do, what is their personality like, how did the two know each other, did they have any disputes when getting along...

He was a gentle and patient man, and apart from being occasionally aloof and neurotic, he was a good father.He is not good at discussing each other's partner with his son, but he feels that as a father, he should ask carefully.He asked very carefully, even more detailed than Aunt Liu in the dating agency. He asked about everything, and some strange questions kept popping up.

such as:

"Does he sleep on his back or on his side?"

Zheng Yuming was stunned. Liu Qijun liked to hug him to sleep, so...he hesitated for a while, and replied: "Lie on your side."

"Do you like onions?"

"do not like."

"Which brand of cigarettes do you smoke?"

Liu Qijun had never smoked in front of Zheng Yuming, and Zheng Yuming could only smell the tobacco residue on his body occasionally, and couldn't tell which brand it was, so he shook his head: "I don't know."

"Do you like hedgehogs?"

Zheng Yuming remembered the photo of Liu Qijun's house, and replied: "I like cats."

"Is the laundry clean?"

"clean."

"Do you often say I love you?"

"..." Before Zheng Yuming opened his mouth, his face turned red. Facing his father who asked such a question with a cold face, he was very embarrassed, he hesitated for a long time, and then nodded.

Father Zheng's eyes softened a little, and he looked at him and said, "It's rare for you to know someone so well."

Zheng Yuming was startled, but was speechless.

He has a cold temper. Although his mind is delicate and sensitive, he rarely pays attention to every aspect of another person. Even his parents are a little strange because they get together less and leave more. He may not know all of his parents' private hobbies.He is familiar with the colleagues around him, and that is also the experience he summed up from getting along with him every day.

And Liu Qijun... He and Liu Qijun have been together for a few months, and they have experienced a lot of things. In recollection, there seems to be no major ups and downs, just trivial things.Liu Qijun has a clear idea of ​​his hobbies and personality, but he himself has not carefully studied the other party's preferences.However, after his father asked him this question, he discovered that he knew Liu Qijun so well before he knew it.

"If you like her so much, then the other party should be a very good person." Father Zheng smiled, but his eyes were a bit cool.

Zheng Yuming looked startled, and looked a little more uneasy when he looked at his father.He tentatively said, "Dad, what's the matter? Don't you like him? "

"He's your boyfriend, how can I like it?" Zheng's father made a half-truth and half-fake joke, his face darkened, and he said solemnly, "Yu Ming, have you considered taking care of your mother in the hospital these few days? Something else?"

"whats the matter?"

"You..." Father Zheng paused, raised his eyes to look at him with seriousness, "Are you planning to stay in China forever?"

Zheng Yuming pursed his lips and did not speak.His earlier plan was to work in China for 20 years, retire when he was in his [-]s, and emigrate abroad for the elderly. However, now that Liu Qijun exists, his plan has also been put on hold without careful consideration.

"Your mother and I are getting old..." Zheng's father sighed, "In the past few years, I have always accompanied your mother on tour across the country, only to feel that the days when husband and wife get along are getting less and less. When I was young, I was too frivolous and busy. Looking at my own art exhibition, ignoring your mother. Although I try my best to accompany her now, your mother’s dependence on me has weakened a lot, and she is unwilling to talk to me when she is hurt or wronged. I am always careless and can’t see her How sad it is to be behind others, and how many things I have done..."

Zheng Yuming lowered his eyebrows and listened quietly.

In fact, these words made him feel a little uncomfortable.

When I was a child, my parents were busy, and I couldn’t see them all day long collecting and painting, and I went to the dance studio to perform in competitions every day, and I couldn’t see anyone.If you want to talk about loneliness, he is the first one.Later, when he was promoted to university, his parents applied for immigration and wanted to bring him with him, but he was unwilling.If you are lonely at home and have no one to talk to, if you go to a strange country, wouldn't you be lonely to death?

Sometimes he didn't know how his parents survived those years. They obviously got together less and separated more, but no one ever mentioned divorce. When they met, the two were still very much in love.However, after immigrating, the two lived together, and their work was coordinated in Seattle as much as possible. Although business trips were inevitable, the longer they spent together, the deeper their relationship became.

Maybe it's because I'm getting older, and my father's painting skills have also been honed and matured, so there's less time for collecting folk songs.They have been in a good relationship for the past few years, and they have been persuading Zheng Yuming to settle abroad. Every year during the one month of Chinese New Year together, they always try their best to introduce him to jobs, introduce boyfriends, and even pretend to be sick, just to keep him.However, Zheng Yuming still prefers the domestic atmosphere, so he has not agreed for a long time.

Dad Zheng mentioned it again at this time, but Zheng Yuming couldn't ignore it like the previous few times, because this year there was a change—the mother's leg.