My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 15 Care

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Grandpa Feng fiddling with bowls and chopsticks by the dining table on crutches.

"It smells so good, what delicious food did Grandpa make?" Xingheng ran to Grandpa Feng briskly, and was about to reach out to grab something when He Mingsheng stopped him: "Just came out of the hospital, wash your hands before eating .”

"Greedy?" Grandpa Feng asked with a smile.

"I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten the delicious food you made for a week." Xingheng said while unbuttoning his scarf.

On the table, as always, there are his favorite fried pork with garlic sprouts, hot and sour potato shreds, and his favorite big plate chicken.Xingheng took a look, but didn't see any sign of chili inside, so he swallowed unconsciously.

"Hmph, brat, why did you get yourself into the hospital?" Grandpa Feng pretended to be serious, and turned his head when he heard He Mingsheng cough, and wanted to take a look, but He Mingsheng's gaze was caught by He Mingsheng. The coat that had been taken off in time was completely attracted.

Because Grandpa Feng's eyes were too focused, Xingheng also followed Grandpa Feng's line of sight, good guy, he probably has a thorough experience of social death.As long as He Mingsheng doesn't wear school uniform, he usually wears dark clothes, but who knows what kind of wind this person has today, he just wears an off-white down jacket, his saliva marks are really conspicuous.

He Mingsheng didn't look at it on the way just now, so he pretended not to know anything, but now Grandpa Feng saw it.

"Hey, are you sweating in the winter?"

Sweat can go out on the arms, even if you say creaking nests are more reliable than this, right?

He Mingsheng glanced at Grandpa Feng and remained silent.

"Or the saliva marks left by the little girl?"

Hearing this sentence, Xing Heng really felt ashamed and panicked, and his face became hot.For some reason, he could always hear a bit of gloating from Grandpa Feng's words.

"I'm going to wash my hands." Xingheng dropped these words and ran into the bathroom as if fleeing.

Seeing Xingheng's embarrassment, He Mingsheng looked at Grandpa Feng helplessly, he still made fun of others when he was old.Knowing that Xingheng is more likely to be shy in front of people he is more familiar with, but he still has the heart to tease him.

Receiving He Mingsheng's gaze, Grandpa Feng nodded his head and whispered, "Hey, do you still know how to protect your little wife? I thought you wouldn't bloom at all."

He Mingsheng closed his eyes and looked in the direction of the bathroom, silent.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever he asked Grandpa Feng for advice, Grandpa Feng would always tell him: You have an idea, it's useless to ask me, you can just do what you want.

But now, he has no idea.

Xingheng said that day that he would not come again, and he really made up his mind, thinking that it might be better for both of them to separate from now on, but the whole week without Xingheng by his side, he did not live as he imagined easy.On the contrary, it is more lonely.

There is no Xingheng who came to him after class, no Xingheng who asked him to go to the cafeteria, and no Xingheng who tried every means to stay overnight.

The surrounding is always empty, as if someone has ripped out his heart and restrained his soul.

"Grandpa, I haven't figured it out yet."

"Haven't thought it through yet?" Grandpa Feng stood beside He Mingsheng, looking in the direction of the bathroom: "When you think it over, it's time for you to leave!"

After that, he leaned on his crutches and walked towards the dining table, and stopped in the middle of the walk: "Xiao Sheng, I almost don't live long enough for you to go to college. I think Xiao Xing is a good kid. You two It's good to be a companion in the future. He has you in his heart, and your feelings for him are no less than he has for you, just right."

Many old people say: When people are old, they can almost feel when they are going to die.

For the past six months, Grandpa Feng has always said such things, and He Mingsheng couldn't stop him.The more times I say it, the more I admit it.

When Xing Heng dawdled out of the bathroom, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room, so he glanced at He Mingsheng.

"Grandpa is scolding me, saying that I didn't prepare delicious food for you." He Mingsheng said pretending to be hurt.

Grandpa Feng was a little caught off guard by He Mingsheng's sudden play, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only follow He Mingsheng's words: "Xiao Xing, look, the dishes on this table——"

"Grandpa, you have reheated all the dishes in the microwave one by one, I know it all." He Mingsheng said first.

What happened to the sudden flames of war, and when did He Mingsheng have such a strong desire to win, especially when compared with Grandpa Feng, Xing Heng couldn't understand.

"Cough, yes. Xiao Xing, this table of dishes is cooked for you by me, unlike someone who pats his butt and leaves when he is done." Grandpa Feng took a piece of chicken and put it in Xing Heng's bowl : "Hurry up and eat more, I haven't seen you for a week, and I feel thin."

"Grandpa, it's not as exaggerated as you said." Xingheng took a bite of the meat and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why do good people do good things.If he had He Mingsheng's culinary skills, what else would he need to learn? He could just open a restaurant.

Grandpa Feng saw that Xingheng was eating well, but He Mingsheng stopped him when he wanted to pick up a second piece: "He has just been discharged from the hospital, so he can't eat too much meat, he can't digest it."

Grandpa Feng came to a sudden: "Oh, I'm really old and confused." Then he gave He Mingsheng: I really care about my wife's expression.

Regarding Grandpa Feng's expression, He Mingsheng just pretended not to see it.This person said every day that he would not live long, but he was doing things like going back to his ancestors.

After lunch, there is still half a day left. In the evening, he will go to evening self-study again. He will not be able to come to this place for another week. Counting how much time is left before the college entrance examination, Xingheng feels melancholy before he knows it.

By the time the dining table was cleared, Grandpa Feng didn't know where he had gone. Anyway, there was no one in the living room.He Mingsheng shook his head, the old man is used to making troubles.It doesn't look like a person who is about to be buried in the ground with half of his body, and his thoughts are unrestrained.

Xingheng sat on the chair without moving after eating, yelling: He Mingsheng, do you really not want my help?The buttocks seemed to be welded to the chair.

"No, you are a wounded person, rest." He Mingsheng washed the dishes, and did not forget to greet him: "Did you feel uncomfortable after eating today?"

"No, it's very comfortable. It's been a long time since I ate such delicious food." Xing Heng slumped on the chair, looked at He Mingsheng's busy appearance, and complained: "You don't know, that guy Gao An never gave me any food. Buy delicious food and give me white porridge every day, fortunately I was discharged from the hospital, otherwise I think if I stay here any longer, I will really get sick."

Hearing Xing Heng's words, He Mingsheng remembered Gao An's phone call in the hospital that day: "Gao An still treats you very well."

He doesn't know much about Gao An, the only thing he knows is that he has a good relationship with Xing Heng, but he doesn't know anything about Gao An's family, let alone Gao An, even Xing Heng, if he hadn't gone to him last time, he would have known nothing about Gao An. I don't know that Xingheng's family background is really good.No, it should be very good.

There are quite a few locals who can live in villas in the city, but not everywhere.

But seeing how Gao An called on the phone that day, he was so humble, he shouldn't be very rich.If you don't really care about a person, probably no one will do that.

"Yes, he is very good to me." Xingheng followed He Mingsheng's words and agreed.

He Mingsheng was thinking about whether to tell Xingheng about Gao An's borrowing of money, but he killed the idea after thinking about it for a while. Thinking about the relationship between Xingheng and Gao An, his words should not be needed to prove it.

Before he could change his mind, he heard Xingheng say: "By the way, last time you borrowed money from me, should I call your account directly or how should I give it to you?"

"It belongs to grandpa, you can just give it to him."