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

He Jianwei looked up at the sky, and a plane happened to fly over his head.

The morning sun poured down on his shoulders, He Jianwei kicked his hands into his pockets, planning to drive home and get some sleep before going to work.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would take out a hard box from his pocket. He hesitated for a long time before grabbing the box and taking it out of his pocket.

The dark blue box was very small, He Jianwei held his breath and opened the box.

There was a ring quietly inside, it was very simple, not even set with diamonds, but He Jianwei liked it very much.

He stared blankly at the ring that appeared out of thin air, unable to recover for a long time.

When did Lu Zhizhu put it in his pocket?

He didn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, he raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and took the ring out of the box to put it on.

Just the right size, his ring finger gleamed in the sun.

"You let me wear it myself. When he falls to the ground, I must tell him well." Although he said so, the smile on He Jianwei's face revealed his joy.

On the plane, Lu Zhizhuo was sitting by the window, gently rubbing the ring on his left ring finger with the fingers of his right hand, with a slight smile on his lips.

He Jianwei should have seen it, and I hope he doesn't think the ring is too simple.

But He Jianwei should be very happy.

In fact, Lu Zhizhuo had already bought the ring for some days, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to give it away. He originally wanted to give it to He Jianwei last night, but the two of them talked about it last night, and they started doing it out of excitement. Too tired to remember anything else about it.

Fortunately, he put the ring in He Jianwei's pocket while hugging and saying goodbye to He Jianwei.

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"I had dinner with Mr. Lu and Zhang Jubai yesterday. Your dad looks pretty good. I think he's a little fattened by Zhang Jubai." He Jianwei chatted with Lu Zhi while stroking the cat on the phone.

"Aren't you in City B?" Lu Zhizhuo asked.

"Something happened, I went back. I'm in City B, holding Zhuangzhuang in my arms." He Jianwei scratched Zhuangzhuang's chin as he spoke, and meowed comfortably.

Lu Zhi said with a low smile: "I heard, the temperature has dropped recently, so be careful not to catch a cold."

He Jian paused slightly and smiled, "How do you know that my place has cooled down?"

"It's in the weather forecast."

He Jianwei wanted to tell him that the weather forecast was generally inaccurate, and it was sunny in city B.

"Okay, I'll pay attention, and you too, are you still used to it? Are you used to the food there?" He Jianwei was fine when he first went abroad to study, but he wasn't used to it. Diet, and then simply do it yourself.

"Fortunately, I have to do it myself." Lu Zhizhuo originally wanted to chat with He Jianwei, but his alarm clock reminded him that it was time for him to work.

"Sorry, I have to go to work, let's talk next time." Lu Zhi said apologetically.

Although He Jianwei was very reluctant, there was nothing he could do. Who told him that his little working prince had already expanded the scope of his part-time job abroad.

"Don't be too tired, I'm here."

"Well, Uncle He, I miss you very much." Lu Zhi whispered softly in his ear.

He Jianwei felt his heart soften, "Me too."

After He Jianwei said that the weather forecast was inaccurate, the temperature on his back feet really dropped. He was shivering in the middle of the night, and subconsciously reached out to hug Lu Zhizhuo, but he couldn't do it. He was in a daze When she woke up, she remembered that Lu Zhizhuo had already left the country.

He Jianwei lay there motionless, and turned over after a few minutes, lying on the side where Lu Zhi was sleeping, and buried his face in Lu Zhizhu's pillow, although he no longer smelled like Lu Zhizhu, But He Jianwei seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of milk.

After laying down for a while, He Jianwei was completely sleepless. He got up to find a thicker quilt, slipped on a piece of Lu Zhizhu's shirt, wrapped himself tightly in the soft quilt, sniffed Lu Zhizhu's shirt, and solved the problem. once.

"I know... I know..."

He Jianwei said Lu Zhizhu's name in his mouth, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, until his insteps were straightened, his toes were curled up, and a salty smell filled the air.

He Jianwei's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and tiredness swept over him.

He Jianwei, who has been in good health all year round, rarely gets sick.

It was the little cold that he had always looked down upon. Sitting in the office and sneezing, his nose was red from being wiped with a tissue, his eyes were also red, and his voice was hoarse.

He is now the editor-in-chief of a rookie magazine under "Focus". He is so busy that he does not touch the ground every day, and someone calls him in the middle of the night.

"Editor-in-Chief, have you gone to see a doctor?"

He Jian waved his hand slightly, "I don't have time, have you finished editing that manuscript?"

"It's changed, can I show it to you now?" the young man asked worriedly.

"Well, bring it." He Jian nodded slightly.

He Jianwei's eyesight was a little blurry looking at the computer screen, and his mind was swollen. He rubbed his temples and frowned uncomfortably.

"Editor-in-Chief, I have cold medicine here, do you want to drink it?" A female colleague at the side asked.

"Thank you." He Jianwei took the bag of cold medicine and beckoned the new intern to help him get some hot water.

After reading the revised manuscript, He Jianwei pinched his brows irritably, "The problem I told you last time, why are you still making mistakes? Your manuscript is too superficial, no matter how many these gorgeous words are piled up. It's all nonsense, I asked you to read the manuscripts written by your predecessors, have you read them?"

The other party was trembling, but in the end he was young and energetic, he shook his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence: "Look...but it can't be changed in a short while, and Rome wasn't built in a day." .”

He Jian frowned slightly, and slammed the manuscript on the table with a "smack", and the office was so quiet that a needle could be heard dropped, everyone was silent like a cicada.

"Then you at least corrected your typos before giving the manuscript to me. With your attitude, even if the end of the world comes, your Rome will still be bricks."

"If you don't want to do it, just get out, I don't leave anyone idle here." He Jianwei began to cough as soon as he finished speaking, took a sip of the cold medicine on the side and burned his mouth, it was really unlucky.

When He Jianwei was finally busy at night, he found that his cold seemed to be getting worse.

Because of the lessons learned from fainting from a cold last year, He Jianwei didn't dare to procrastinate any longer.

For the sake of his own safety, he had to park the car at the company and took a taxi to the hospital.

The hospital was very cold at night, He Jianwei shivered and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

At night, there were not many people in the hospital, and there was only one child in the infusion room receiving the infusion. His father held him, and the child fell asleep in his father's arms.

He Jianwei sat across from the father and son, so he could just see the child's sleeping face. He was drooling from his sleep, and he didn't know his father's clothes were wet.

The nurse was tired all day, and seeing a handsome guy like He Jianwei, she couldn't raise her spirits to strike up a conversation. She just took a few more glances and was more gentle and careful when inserting the needle.

He Jianwei looked at the father and son opposite him, and couldn't help but wonder if Lu Zhizhuo and Lu Shen depended on each other like this back then?

His mind was a little confused, and He Jianwei fell asleep in a daze. He was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, and it was Yan Hongfei's call.

"Hey, Jianwei, are you asleep?"

He Jian coughed slightly, cleared his throat, "Not yet, why?"

Yan Hongfei heard that He Jianwei's voice was hoarse, "What's wrong with you? Why is your voice so hoarse."

"It's okay, I'm on fire, just eat something clear."

"Tsk tsk tsk, maybe it's because Xiao Lu went abroad and you have nowhere to vent your anger." Yan Hongfei joked.

"Maybe then, it seems that I should try video Play with him to clear the fire."

Yan Hongfei was really shocked by He Jianwei's shamelessness, "Don't, don't, don't talk about the fun of the two of you and pollute my ears."

He Jianwei closed his eyes and rested his mind, "You called me at night just to say this?"

"Oh, no, that...Jian Wei, don't worry, I just think I should tell you about this." Yan Hongfei hesitated to speak, hesitating for a long time before saying: "I went to the hospital two days ago The hospital took Yu Pingping's medical report, and saw your parents, and they don't look very well."

"It's also possible that I'm thinking too much, don't worry... Yu Pingping also told me not to talk nonsense about this kind of invisible matter, but I think it's better to tell you."

He Jianwei was silent for a while before speaking: "Well, I see, thanks."

"My brother said thank you."

After talking on the phone with Yan Hongfei, He Jianwei called Dou Minzhi, but Dou Minzhi was still awake and was competing with her son's art homework.

He Jianwei explained why he came here, and Dou Minzhi knew that if He Jianwei wanted to know, he couldn't hide anything, so he had to tell the truth.

"It's just... Auntie has a problem with her heart and needs a minor operation."

He Jianwei gripped the phone tightly, "Is the risk high?"

"The success rate is still very high. Auntie's physical fitness has always been good. Don't worry too much." Dou Minzhi reassured.

"Well, I'll go back in two days, so don't tell your aunt and them."

"Okay." Dou Minzhi agreed.

He Jian sat on the spot in a daze for a long while, but the nurse who came to take the needle from the child saw his hand running out of the needle.

"Look at why you are so careless, change your hand." This nurse is not the one who gave He Jianwei the infusion just now, she should be on shift.

"Thank you."

Only then did the nurse see He Jianwei's face clearly, and she froze for a moment, blushing a little.

"You're welcome, you have to be careful this time, go back and apply a hot towel." The nurse urged.

After the nurse and the father and son had left, He Jianwei was the only one left in the infusion room. He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes silently.

Such a night made him miss Lu Zhizhuo very much.