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

Lu Zhizhuo has been busy working during the summer vacation. Although He Jianwei felt unwilling, he did not stop him rationally. Apart from being busy with his own business, he also took care of his grandfather.

He Yiliang's physical condition was deteriorating. Two days ago, he suddenly fainted on the ground and foamed at the mouth. Aunt Xu was so frightened that she called an ambulance and contacted He Jianwei.

Fortunately, the man was rescued, but the waking time was getting less and less, and the doctor said there was no other way, so he spent the last time with the old man well.

He Yiliang insisted on going home and was unwilling to stay in the hospital. He Jianwei discussed with his father, and followed He Yiliang's wishes to take him back.

"I'll watch over your grandpa tonight, you go to sleep, you've lost so much weight in just a few days." He Guangru patted He Jianwei on the shoulder and said.

He Jianwei couldn't sleep, as soon as he fell asleep, he would dream that his grandpa was gone, and he would be awakened by the nightmare immediately.

"I'm not sleepy, I'm fine, Dad, you and my mother can go to rest, I'll just watch over Grandpa." He Jianwei was worried, he had to watch over He Yiliang to be at ease.

He Guangru forcefully pulled He Jianwei out, "Go and sleep well for me, look at how you are now, your grandpa hasn't left yet, you've made yourself look like a ghost."

He Jianwei didn't speak, but he didn't mean to give in. He Guangru didn't know that his son was a tough one, "Jianwei, you are obedient, your grandfather doesn't want to see you like this."

He Jianwei clenched his fists and frowned. When the two of them were in a stalemate, He Jianwei's cell phone rang suddenly. He picked it up and saw that it was Lu Zhizhi.

He Guangru didn't know who called He Jianwei, but He Jianwei's gloomy mood improved instantly.

How strange, is this child in love?

He Jianwei returned to the room with his mobile phone, and only then did he answer Lu Zhizhuo's call.

"Hey, are you off work?"

Lu Zhizhuo was working in a coffee shop, and it was almost his off-duty time.

"Well, I just got off work and I'm on my way back." Lu Zhizhuo just came out of the coffee shop and was about to catch the bus.

"Sorry, I can't pick you up today."

Lu Zhizhu didn't mind, but he felt that He Jianwei's mood was not right, "It's nothing, I can go back by myself."

He paused before asking softly, "Are you in a bad mood?"

He Jian was taken aback for a moment, lowering his eyelashes, "No, I just helped my mother fix her flower stand, and I'm a little tired."

Lu Zhizhuo didn't think about it for a while, but told him to take a good rest, "Take a shower and go to bed early, I won't disturb you anymore."

He Jianwei didn't make a sound, and Lu Zhizhu didn't hang up the phone either.

"I know..."

Lu Zhizhuo responded softly, "Huh? What's wrong?"

His voice could be described as gentle, He Jianwei stared at his fingers and shook his head, "It's nothing, good night."

"Good night."

Lu Zhizhuo ended the call with He Jianwei, and a bus just came, so he hurried up.

This is not the bus he usually takes to go home, but to a nearby shopping mall. He just received his salary as a tutor and part-time job in a coffee shop today, and he is going to buy a gift for He Jianwei.

Thinking of He Jianwei's ecstatic appearance when he received the gift, Lu Zhizhuo couldn't help curling up his mouth.

When he came out of the shopping mall, it was already completely dark, and the lights on the street were brightly lit. Lu Zhizhuo was holding an exquisite bag in his hand, which was his gift to He Jianweixuan.

Even though there was not much money left from his part-time job, he was happy in his heart. This was the first time Lu Zhizhuo bought such an expensive thing, but he was willing and didn't feel reluctant at all.

He couldn't wait to see He Jianwei receive the gift.

……

He Jianwei sat on the bed, motionless, with a mobile phone in his hand, the screen of which had already been blacked out.

It was completely dark outside, He Jianwei came back to his senses, and when he got up to take a bath, he realized that his body was a little stiff.

He wants to see Lu Zhizhuo, wants to hug Lu Zhizhuo, but he doesn't want Lu Zhizhuo to be unhappy because of his affairs, he hopes that Lu Zhizhuo will be happy staying with him, and he is younger than Lu Zhizhuo With so much growth, it should protect him from the wind and rain. He is still a child.

He Jianwei went to take a shower, took two sleeping pills before drying his hair, and climbed into bed to sleep.

As an adult, the first thing to do is to take care of yourself and don't cause trouble for others. His parents are tired enough to take care of his grandfather, so they shouldn't worry about him anymore.

He Jianwei fell into a drowsy sleep. He had a dream. He dreamed that the plums in his yard were ripe, and his grandfather was standing under the plum tree and smiling at him.

He Jianwei ran over to him and asked him, "Grandpa, what makes you smile so happily?"

He Yiliang smiled and said to him: "I'm so happy, I'm going to see my little Rou."

He Jianwei's blood was congealed all over his body, his back felt cold, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He was like a drowning man who finally climbed onto the land, gasping for breath, the clothes behind his back were wet with cold sweat, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He Jianwei's legs were weak, and he ran into He Yiliang's room with weak feet.

He Jianwei's eyes were darkened due to too much kicking. He stood holding the door frame for a while, and opened the door and walked in after his vision became clear.

He Guangru was lying on the sofa beside him and fell asleep. A small desk lamp was lit in the room. With the faint light, He Jianwei walked towards He Yiliang.

Miraculously, he wasn't flustered or scared, as if he already had the answer.

He Yiliang walked very peacefully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if it really was what He Jianwei dreamed in his dream. He was very happy. After living alone for ten years, he was finally able to accompany his beloved wife.

He Jianwei reached out to hold He Yiliang's hand, his hand was still warm, as if he had fallen asleep.

He Jianwei opened his clenched hand, and there was a pair of rings on He Yiliang's palm. He had put them away since Fu Jingrou's death. They were their wedding rings.

He Guangru felt himself being pushed, and he opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a person standing in front of him, the expression on his face could not be clearly illuminated by the dim desk lamp.

He Guangru heard He Jianwei's calm and indifferent voice, and said, "Dad, grandpa is gone."

He Guangru was heartbroken, and tears burst out of his eyes unexpectedly.

He Yiliang's funeral was held in a very low-key manner, but there were still many people who came to express their condolences. Originally, people from the TV station wanted to report on He Yiliang's affairs, but He Jianwei rejected them all.

"Cousin, please take my parents back to rest, they haven't closed their eyes all night." He Jianwei called Yang Xinghe to stop.

Yang Xinghe nodded in agreement, looked at him hesitantly and said, "Don't be too pushy, we are all here."

He Jianwei replied coldly, not knowing if he listened or not.

Yang Xinghe sighed. Originally, he wanted to ask He Jianwei if he had told Lu Zhizhuo about this, but he didn't know that they were together. He thought He Jianwei was still pursuing Lu Zhizhuo, so he didn't think so. If necessary, I didn't mention it.

He Jianwei wore black gauze armbands and knelt in front of the mourning hall to burn paper money. When someone came to express his condolences, he got up to pay respects to the other party and then took the incense paper money brought by the other party.

From time to time, there would always be the sound of crying in the mourning hall, He Jianwei handled the funeral numbly and steadily.

"Jianwei!" Yan Hongfei's eyes turned red when he saw He Jianwei, and Yu Pingping, who was dressed plainly, stood beside him.

He Jianwei's lips were dry, he couldn't remember whether he had drunk water today, "Well, go and burn some paper money for grandpa."

Yan Hongfei hugged him, wetting He Jianwei's shoulders, "How could it be so sudden..."

He Jianwei patted him on the back, "It wasn't too sudden."

Yu Pingping felt that He Jianwei was too calm, but Grandpa He's funeral needed to be dealt with by He Jianwei, so there was no time for him to immerse himself in sadness.

Yu Pingping pulled Yan Hongfei away, and hugged He Jianwei, "Although it's useless to say anything to you at this time, the dead are gone, and the living have to go on."

"Yeah." He Jian hugged Yu Pingping slightly back.

Yu Pingping and Yan Hongfei went to burn paper money for He Yiliang, Yan Hongfei cried so much that he hiccupped, Yu Pingping handed him the paper and sobbed softly.

The three of them grew up together, and He Yiliang treated them very well, just like their own grandfather. At that time, Grandma He was still there, and would always give them good food.

In the dead of night, He Jianwei was finally able to rest, and Yan Hongfei found a space to talk to He Jianwei.

"Thank you for your help today. I was so busy and dizzy that I forgot to contact the hotel." He Jianwei took the initiative to say that if it wasn't for Yan Hongfei and Yu Pingping, the people who came to mourn today might not be able to eat.

"Why are you being polite to us? Have you ever slept? You look so haggard." Yan Hongfei frowned as he looked at He Jian's slightly pale lips.

"I slept last night, don't worry, I'm fine." He Jianwei knelt in front of the mourning hall, burning paper money, and stood up again after a while to replace the candles that were about to burn out.

Both Yan Hongfei and Yu Pingping were worried about He Jianwei, Yan Hongfei hesitated to speak, and stared at He Jianwei for a while.

"Jian Wei, does Lu Zhizhu know?" Yan Hongfei knew that He Jianwei and Lu Zhizhuo were together, and he probably didn't remember to tell Lu Zhizhuo when he saw He Jianwei like this.

As expected, He Jianwei was stunned, then he shook his head, "He wants to work part-time."

Yan Hongfei frowned tightly, "Your relative passed away, so what if he wants to work part-time, he is your boyfriend, shouldn't he be by your side at this time?"

He Jian shook his head slightly, "He's still young, so there's no need for him to have such a heavy burden. We're just dating, not married, so there's no need for him to take care of my family."

Yan Hongfei felt that what He Jianwei said was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that a man and a woman would not easily go to each other's house if they were not in love to that extent, not to mention that He Jianwei and Lu Zhizhuo had just been together not long ago.

Yan Hongfei couldn't say, he just felt that if he was sad, he must hope that someone could accompany him.