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Two months later, Shen Wenhua's art consultant brought two paintings on the list of intentions that attracted Shen Wenhua's attention.

He always prefers decorations, and rarely buys paintings. Seeing his attention, the consultant introduced them, saying that the recent popularity of these two paintings is not bad, but he thinks they are more valuable.

Mr. Shen was also interested in it before, but he didn't buy it at the time, so he brought it to Shen Wenhua for a look.

Shen Hewei never cared about these things before, and the first contact was Shen Wenhua's ready-made consultant.

Since Shen Wenhua has been a consultant for many years, he is of course a human being.

Shen Wenhua glanced at the author, knew what was going on, and said that if he could buy it, he would have it all.

After the consultant agreed, he turned around and contacted the exhibitor in the name of Shen Wenhua, and got the contact information of the painter's agent.

Two weeks later, the two paintings were in Shen Wenhua's hands.

When Shen Hewei came home, he had just finished reading it and was asking someone to wrap it up again and reframe it according to his wishes.

Shen Hewei wasn't interested in these at first, but glanced at a corner of the painting from the corner of his eye, walked over to have a look, and Shen Wenhua said, "Like it? I'll send it to you."

Shen Hewei said: "No fake ones."

Shen Wenhua smiled: "Strange thing, you can't buy it, mine is a fake?"

Shen Hewei took a tissue from the cabinet next to it, leaned over and wrote an address, and handed it to the person who was repacking: "Finish it and send it here."

It didn't work for a few days, before sending it home, the secretary asked him where to hang it, Shen Hewei put aside what he was doing, went home by himself, looked inside and out, and finally put it on the bedside table in the bedroom.

The secretary left, and he sat by the bed alone, looking at the painting.

After watching it for 5 minutes, I just feel that there are so many colors.

He took out his phone, took a photo, and wanted to send it to Moments, but remembering that Lu Wanxing's team avoided him before, fearing that his taste would lower Lu Wanxing's grade, he didn't post it in the end.

Shen Wenhua laughed at him a while ago, and Shen Hewei didn't feel ashamed.

Lu Wanxing was promising, and he didn't really stay in the rented house in the eastern suburbs of Haicheng and die without a sound, but every time he thought of that possibility, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

He lightly stroked Lu Wanxing's profile picture, and clicked on the dialog box. The latest news was the photo he sent to Lu Wanxing.

He was interviewed by a financial journal last week. This afternoon, the secretary sent him a sample draft and a photo taken specially for modeling at that time. The handsome stunned young college student is fascinated.

Seeing that it wasn't too late, Shen Hewei dialed out the number habitually, and the waiting notification sounded only twice before they were connected.

Lu Wanxing did not remain silent, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Shen Hewei was at a loss for words.

He seemed to have been tapped on the Ya acupuncture point, urging himself to say something, but he just couldn't say a word.

Fortunately, Lu Wanxing was not in a hurry to hang up the phone. In the silent white noise, Shen He was slightly blessed, and suddenly asked, "You, you are in Haicheng, right?"

After a long time, Lu Wanxing let out a "huh".

Without saying another word, Shen Hewei hurried out, turned back three times at the elevator door, changed shoes once, got car keys once, and put on pheromone isolation stickers once.

The elevator door opened, and the delivery guy took him up two more floors, Shen Hewei got out of the elevator, took three steps in two, and took the fire escape.

After six o'clock, the inpatient department will only go out and not in, and will no longer receive visitors other than registered escorts. Lu Wanxing is waiting for him by the flower bed downstairs in the inpatient department.

At night in early autumn, dew has begun to condense on the leaves and stems of weeds, and the wind blowing is a little bit cool.

Lu Wanxing added a thin sweater under the sweater, revealing a little corner of the garment. Shen Hewei stretched out his hand before he realized it, and quickly retracted it. He called him from a few steps away: "Lu Wanxing."

Lu Wanxing turned around and said, "I thought you came from there."

"I've been looking for a place to park." Shen Hewei's tone was a little stiff, "There are so few clothes."

Lu Wanxing said, "A lot."

Seeing that Shen Hewei stopped talking, he stood still again, took two steps by himself, and became a normal talking distance, and then was pulled into his arms by Shen Hewei.

The force was so great that Lu Wanxing was almost thrown into his chest, his face was hit so painfully, and the hand behind him was like an iron prison, preventing him from moving at all.

Except for a low flower bed downstairs in the inpatient department, the rest is a large open space, with people coming and going, the two of them hug each other tightly, and Shen Hewei's face is not good-looking, it is strangely tight, which inevitably attracts attention.

Lu Wanxing struggled twice, but Shen Hewei refused to let go. Lu Wanxing's hand rested on Shen Hewei's wrist, and he touched his wrist bone against the skin, and his cold watch, just like him standing fiercely. , cold and frightening.

Lu Wanxing said softly, "Relax and talk."

Shen He gave a barely audible "hmm", and after a minute, Lu Wanxing said, "Then relax."

Shen Hewei still pressed Lu Wanxing's back to himself with one hand, and gently and slowly touched Lu Wanxing's side face with the palm of the other hand.

His body was stiff, as was his breathing. He lowered his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look at Lu Wanxing, but he would glance at him quickly, as if waiting for Lu Wanxing's patience to run out.

Lu Wanxing put both hands on his chest, got up and backed away from his embrace.

Shen He took a deep breath, lowered his arm, rubbed his thumb against the joint of his index finger, and said, "Got it, talk well."

But Lu Wanxing actually didn't have anything to say.

His grandmother was hospitalized, she was getting old, and she was suffering from many chronic diseases. This was inevitable, and it was not the first time.

What's special is that this time may be the last time.

Lu Wanxing, who was contacted by Lu Wanxing's uncle, didn't say anything, but only asked if he was free.

Lu Wanxing didn't know this was the case until he arrived at the hospital.

Today is the fifth day he stayed in bed with him. Yesterday he improved significantly, but today he suddenly deteriorated. The doctor's mood has not followed the ups and downs. He listened to the nurses chatting and said that this is very common, probably within a day or two.

Just now, Lu Wanxing ate the boxed lunch bought from the hospital cafeteria and was sitting on a chair outside the intensive care unit. His phone vibrated. It was an assistant who said that Qiao Qing asked him to help Lu Wanxing.

The same rhetoric has been said many times, Lu Wanxing's mood is not good, and no one wants to see him, so he just said no, and he can't stay for a few days, and told them not to come and cause trouble.

After hanging up for a few minutes, the phone vibrated again. Not surprisingly, it was Shen Hewei's call.

He often makes harassing calls at this time, and he is well-informed. When Lu Wanxing is abroad, he will also calculate the time difference.

When Lu Wanxing pressed the answer button, he felt inexplicably on the sidelines.

Remember that he said that he was accompanying his grandmother in the hospital, of course Shen Hewei would come, this is not surprising.

But when Shen Hewei came, he really had nothing to say.

Fortunately, Shen Hewei didn't stutter like they did on the phone, and they temporarily escaped the robot-like rigidity they had when they first met.

He grabbed Lu Wanxing's hand, forcibly determined that Lu Wanxing was wearing less clothes, and said that his car was across the road, and asked Lu Wanxing to get in the car and talk.

When Lu Wanxing saw his car from a distance, his first feeling was that he was a very affectionate person in some respects.

The Cullinan was brought back to Haicheng from Linshi, and it was smashed into pieces in the yard of Lu's house. After two months of repairs, it would have been thrown away by someone else. Shen Hewei is still driving it.

Lu Wanxing said that he had eaten and was only going to talk. Shen Hewei helped Lu Wanxing open the door of the back seat, but after Lu Wanxing hesitated, he got into the passenger seat by himself.

Shen Hewei followed and got into the driver's seat.

Seeing that he was going to light the fire, Lu Wanxing hurriedly said, "I have to go up right away. I'm the only one with me tonight, and I won't go anywhere."

"Then you go to the front..."

Shen Hewei was halfway through talking, when Lu Wanxing turned his head to look outside, his greasy ears turned red, and his neck seemed to turn slightly red, and when he looked back, an inappropriate picture entered his mind.

This car was originally bought for Lu Wanxing. At that time, Lu Wanxing didn't have a driver's license, so he couldn't drive. At that time, Lu Wanxing was stupid and didn't want Shen Hewei to teach him how to drive, so he was tricked and bullied. Once again, it is also called a congratulatory car.

Although the car is parked in the garage of his own house, there are several doors inside and outside, it is really unreasonable to compare, the privacy is higher than the bedroom, but Lu Wanxing is still nervous like something, pheromone does not need money Needing to bleed out, and being too sensitive, Shen He struggled to move even slightly, but he was so happy that he almost broke Lu Wanxing.

For several months after that, when Shen and Wei saw the car, their breathing became disturbed.

Shen He called Lu Wanxing slightly, and saw him turn back with a normal expression, but he suspected that his thoughts were dirty.

Lu Wanxing didn't have much to say, but Shen and Wei talked a lot. They questioned Lu Wanxing when he came back, who he was with, where he lived recently, how his work was arranged, how the bed companions took turns, and whether they had paid extra money to hire an escort. No matter how big or small.

After asking Lu Wanxing, he introduced his boring life. Lu Wanxing looked at the time, paused, and interrupted him: "I have to go back."

Shen He stopped talking quickly, and got out of the car together with Lu Wanxing.

If you drive downstairs, you have to go immediately, and you can walk for an extra 3 minutes.

But no matter how long it takes, the inpatient department is within sight. Lu Wanxing is about to go in. Shen Hewei restrained himself a lot and stopped holding his hand. He stood upright and said, "You don't agree with me going up. I can't help it, but you have to promise me, if... If it's not good, you have to call me, okay?"

Lu Wanxing lowered his eyes, his eyelashes flickered twice, Shen He slightly lowered his voice: "Is it okay?"

"Ah."

"Take a good rest. It's time for you to go back to sleep and go back to sleep. Your own health is not very good." As he spoke, Shen Hewei couldn't help becoming anxious, "Our house... I've been living in it all the time, and I have everything. You know the password, I'm not going, starting tomorrow, you go back there to rest, okay? How can you stay in a hotel..."

"No need. Don't worry about it, I know it myself." Lu Wanxing took two steps back, and was about to swipe his card to enter the door, "Go back."

Lu Wanxing went upstairs and looked down from the window at the end of the corridor.

Shen Hewei also just raised his head, he subconsciously hid for a while, then thought of the high floor, small windows, and the fence, Shen Hewei couldn't see anything, so he stood over again.

I remember seeing Shen Hewei leave this time, his pace was not much faster than when he was sent back, and it was not the high-spirited look that Lu Wanxing usually remembered.

He turned and leaned his back against the wall.

Shen Hewei came over, he really didn't have anything to say, but he didn't feel that he had to say anything.

He doesn't have any relationship with his grandmother. He came to accompany him at this time because he did his best on behalf of Ding Fanhui. In his heart, he only had the normal sadness of facing birth, old age, sickness and death.

But when a person stays in the hospital, there are seldom things that don't bother him, and he can always hear crying, noise, and groans of pain.

Lu Wanxing stayed on the first floor and in one room for a long time, and his emotions were rarely suppressed for a long time.

He subconsciously felt that at such a time, if he took a look at Shen Hewei, as long as he didn't want to think about what he did, he could still relax a bit.