What should I do if I see the blind date's son?

Seeing that New Year's Day was coming, when He Jianwei went to his grandfather's place, his parents had already arrived, and his mother and Aunt Xu were preparing lunch.

His dad and grandpa took each side, his dad had a newspaper in his hand and didn't know if he read it, and his grandpa was holding two walnuts on a plate.

"Grandpa, Dad." He Jianwei walked into the room with fruit in his hand.

The two of them glanced at him after hearing the sound and went about their business again.

He Jianwei put the fruit on the table, "Dad, do you want to eat oranges?"

He Guangru waved his hand, "Don't eat, I'm so sour."

He Jianwei peeled an orange, put a piece into his mouth and tasted it, "It's quite sweet, you can try it."

He Guangru tasted it reluctantly, "Well, it's okay."

He Jianwei put the orange he had peeled into his father's hands, peeled another one by himself, and walked to He Yiliang's side, "Grandpa, taste one, it's too much to eat."

He Yiliang really likes to eat oranges, but his physical condition prevents him from eating more of these things, so He Jianwei only gave him a piece to satisfy his mouth craving.

"Sweet." He Yiliang looked at He Jianwei anxiously, and He Jianwei shook his head, "I can't eat it, be good, I'll make something delicious for you."

When He Jianwei was young, his grandma used to coax him like this, but now he coaxes his grandpa like this. Because He Jianwei learned his cooking skills from his grandma, Grandpa He likes to eat He Jianwei's cooking the most. s things.

"That's all right, you know how to coax me." He Yiliang said while plastering walnuts.

"I'm doing it for your own good." He Jianwei then turned and went to the kitchen, "Mom, Aunt Xu, what should I cook?"

"I made your favorite squirrel fish." Yang Peiyi was handling the fish.

"Looks like today is a good day."

It's a pity that He Jianwei didn't eat this plate of squirrel fish.

When dinner was about to start, He Yiliang suddenly fell ill, his lips turned purple, and white foam flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Dad! Dad!" He Guangru hugged He Yiliang who was beside him, and shouted loudly at He Jianwei: "Jianwei, call quickly!"

He Jianwei didn't care about the dish in his hand, and took out his mobile phone to call Dou Minzhi's father.

"Grandpa, grandpa." He Jianwei pinched He Yiliang among the people, his hands were actually shaking, but he couldn't panic.

Fortunately, the ambulance arrived soon, and He Jianwei's little uncle actually came in person.

"Mom and Dad, I'll just go. You can come here slowly." He Jianwei followed the doctors and nurses into the ambulance. His parents are not young anymore, so they can't be in a hurry.

He Jianwei sat in the ambulance and reached out to hold He Yiliang's hand without saying a word.

Dou Yunkai patted him on the shoulder and comforted him silently. It was not the first time that He Jianwei had experienced this kind of thing, but during this period of time, He Yiliang's condition had been relatively stable, so that he had such a fluke mentality.

The illness came like a mountain, and there was no way to wait for him to make mental preparations.

After He Yiliang was sent to the ICU, He Guangru and Yang Peiyi also rushed over.Yang Peiyi is usually so strong that a woman's eyes are red.

"I'm going to do some shopping, you guys sit here for a while, Minzhi will come over later." He Jianwei helped his parents to sit on the bench, and Yang Peiyi grabbed his hand.

He Jianwei shook Yang Peiyi's hand, gave her a reassuring look, and then left.

He Jianwei called and ordered some food to be delivered. During the chaos, his parents didn't eat anything. After all, they are not young, so if they are hungry, it will not be worth the loss.

He found a place where no one was around, sat on a bench, took out a cigarette and began to puff.

The smoke blurred his expression, and He Jianwei sat there motionless, letting the biting cold wind slap his face.

I don't know how long it took, but the call to deliver the food brought him back to his senses, and He Jianwei went to wash his cold face before going to pick up the food.

"Hello, your takeaway."

He Jianwei took the takeaway's hand and gave a pause, "Lu Zhizhu?"

Although Lu Zhizhu was wearing an ugly helmet, He Jianwei could still hear his voice.

Lu Zhizhu was wearing bright yellow delivery clothes, a helmet, and riding a battery car of the same color. Even so, it didn't stop his handsomeness.

He Jianwei had to admit that sentence, with a willful face, good-looking people look good no matter how they dress up.

"Uncle He?" Lu Zhizhuo never thought that he would meet He Jianwei at the entrance of the hospital.

Only then did he notice that He Jianwei's hair was a little wet, his eyes and face were a little red, as if he had just cried...

Did something happen?

"What is your outfit?" He Jianwei asked in surprise.

"I'm busy on New Year's Day, and I'm hiring temporary workers, so I went. I have nothing to do anyway."

He Jianwei suddenly felt that Lu Zhizhuo should be called "Little Prince of Migrant Workers" because he was a part-time job wherever he went.

Lu Zhizhu didn't know whether he should ask more questions, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

"Then I'll be leaving first, I still have takeaways to deliver." Lu Zhizhu said goodbye to He Jianwei.

"Well, be careful on the road." He Jianwei nodded.

Lu Zhi was 1.8 meters tall and was riding a battery car. His long legs seemed to have nowhere to rest. He Jianwei looked at his back, and his mood became much clearer for no reason.

He was about to enter the hospital when Lu Zhizhuo suddenly turned around and rode over.

"What's wrong? Did you forget something?" He Jian asked in a puzzled manner.

Lu Zhi touched the bag, took out a piece of chocolate and put it in He Jianwei's palm.

"I heard that eating sweets can make people feel better. I don't know if it's true, but chocolate tastes good."

Lu Zhi stared at He Jianwei with clear eyes, "Uncle He, goodbye."

He Jian stared blankly at the chocolate in his hand, "Little brat."

Inadvertently, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, taking in the sunshine all over his body.

……

This time He Yiliang stayed in the hospital for a month before he was allowed to go home. He almost spent years in the hospital.

His illness this time scared everyone, especially He Jianwei. He Jianwei moved to He Yiliang's place and refused to leave no matter what.

"I open a shop by myself, and I am the boss. I have the final say on such trivial matters as vacations." He Jianwei refused to move out no matter what.

He Yiliang hates that iron is weak, "You should be more concerned about opening a shop yourself. What did I teach you? Words must be followed, actions must be resolute. Since you said you will do it, do it well. You are such a lazy boss. The people below will only follow suit, you can't bring down the atmosphere of the whole store."

He Jianwei patted He Yiliang on the back, feeling good.

"Aren't I training my subordinates? If I, the boss, need to do everything myself, then what else do they need to do?"

He Yiliang glanced at him, "Unreasonable, it's obvious that you want to be lazy."

After He Yiliang was discharged from the hospital this time, his health was not as good as before. Dou Yunkai quietly told He Jianwei that He Yiliang didn't have much time left. In fact, there was no need to hide this kind of thing from He Yiliang. He was very clear about his own physical condition.

He Jianwei wanted to spend as much time with He Yiliang as possible, so no matter what He Yiliang said, he refused to move away.

"Two more bites." He Jianwei persuaded.

He Yiliang waved his hand, no matter what, he refused to eat any more.

He took Lahe Jianwei's hand and said to him: "Jianwei, after I leave, sell this house. I packed a small box in my room, and put it in me and you together." In Grandma's grave."

He Jianwei tightened his grasped hand, forced a smile and said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about... You will live a long life, and you haven't seen who I'm talking to."

He Yiliang sighed, "It's a bit regretful to say that, but don't worry, Jianwei, you have to follow your heart, and don't disturb your steps by other people's words or words. If you find that person, you must take him with you. Come to me and your grandma and show us."

He Jianwei tightened his hands, his lips turned white, "Grandpa, I still have something to do, go out for a while, you should go to bed early."

"See Wei."

He Jianwei didn't look back, but went to the door and put on his coat, and explained to Aunt Xu: "Remember to take medicine before going to bed, call me when grandpa falls asleep."

"Yes."

He Jianwei left, so there was nothing to do at night, but he didn't want to hear those "last words" from He Yiliang.

He Yiliang looked compassionately and tolerantly, "I'm still a child."

He Jianwei is 28 years old, but in He Yiliang's eyes, he still hasn't grown up. It's not that he looks like a giant baby, but that He Jianwei's attitude is like that of a child, who chooses to avoid problems when he doesn't want to face them.

He Jianwei drove to the bar, and Leo could tell at a glance that he was in a bad mood.

"Have a drink?" Leo looked at He Jianwei's posture as if he was here for a drink.

"En." He Jianwei nodded coldly.

He was sitting at the bar with a wine glass in his hand, his stern and sharp eyes attracted many people eager to try.

"There is an event tonight." Leo said to He Jianwei while wiping his glass.

He Jian glanced at him slightly, and asked without interest: "What event?"

"Fight dance."

Leo looked at him meaningfully, He Jianwei was indeed not interested.

"Oh."

Seeing that he was not interested, Leo suddenly smiled and said, "The winner can be on the same stage as Lu Zhizhuo."

He Jianwei paused while drinking, and sure enough, not long after, Lu Zhizhuo appeared on the stage, the lights hit him, his beautiful face made it impossible to look away.

I don't know who found the clothes for him. The neckline of this clothes is so big that half of the collarbone and shoulders can be exposed if the movement is a little bigger.

The young man's slightly thin shoulders were exposed to the light, like a finely crafted jade carving in the hands of a craftsman.

Lu Zhizhuo looked cold, but even if he didn't seem too enthusiastic, as long as he stood there, it was enough to make people crazy.

The host said the rules of the game on it, and there was a burst of cheers and roars from the audience. He Jianwei wondered if Lu Zhizhuo would feel offended by standing on it. Anyway, He Jianwei felt very uncomfortable. Comfortable, he wanted to pull out all those who whistled and winked at Lu Zhizhi and beat them up.

A crowd of people on the dance floor fumbled wildly, He Jianwei drank the wine glass in one gulp, a few drops of wine dripped down his chin, and slid all the way across his sexy Adam's apple.

He put the wine glass on the bar, got up and walked to the dance floor, Leo looked at He Jianwei's back and smiled.

There is a good show tonight.