Chapter 52: Uncle Wheelchair (22)

"My father did have some physical problems at the beginning, but he was cured after one year, but he never left the hospital. Does the uncle know why?"
The young man pushed Xie Mu down the forest path, regardless of his silence, and continued to ask and answer, "Did you see the young doctor just now?"
"It looks really beautiful and my figure is good. If I hadn't already had my uncle, maybe I would be tempted."
Every sentence of Xie Shi seemed to be talking to Xie Nanen, but every sentence seemed to be provocative.
"Actually, don't blame your father too much. After all, he is very old. He manages the mess of Xie's every day. He doesn't even have time to find a woman to relax. He wants to leave Xie's. Ca n’t live, although the two of us are not very close, but I am his biological son. He is also worried that I will be injured, so I will let the uncle take care of it for a few years.

The implication is that Xie Nanen was afraid of his son being injured. As for Xie Mu, he naturally didn't care so much.
I knew that every sentence I said was in the heart of Xie Mu, and Xie continued in the silence of the man. "And there is another benefit to finding the uncle to manage the Xie family. The uncle is not like my uncle Uncles, one is more greedy than the other, and they all have the blood of Xie's family. When that time comes, they will turn their faces without paying attention, and the father will not be in a hurry. "
"If it was an uncle, things would be different ..."
Xie Shi stopped, leaned slightly, his lips were like kissing the tip of a man's ears, and opened slightly. "The uncle was just adopted, and even Xie's family register was not registered, either legally, Still at Xie's, my uncle is an outsider. "
"An outsider, even if he is big-hearted, as long as his father comes out, no matter how high the uncle once stood, he still has to be obedient."
"Well, it's worthy of being a father. This is a meticulous step that takes three steps. My son really can't keep up with it."
Xie Mu was pale in a wheelchair and never said a word.
Until the young man turned around and crouched in front of him, his eyes looked at him with innocence and pretence.
"Uncle, what do you think?"
"Are they bullshit?"
Xie Mu looked at him, and the youth's face, which was similar to Xie Nan'en, was now full of pride.
He asked, "Even so, that's fine."
This sentence didn't seem to care, but only a dull tone sold him, Xie Shi raised an eyebrow, "Nothing."
"Just want my uncle to see what kind of person this bright and clear brother is in your mouth."
Xie Mu coughed, the legs covered by the blanket should not be cold, but it seemed that a kind of chill penetrated into his bone marrow, making him cold all over.
But even so, the man still straightened his spine, and refused to show a penny in front of Xie Shi.
He was still white, but insisted, "I believe in big brother."
"He won't do this to me."
"My elder brother taught me to be good to others. He said that we must be bright and clear, and we can't do the best things. The elder brother is a real gentleman ..."
Xie Shi's eyes darkened and he intercepted the man's words.
"Of course, if my father didn't teach the uncle, how could you be so willing and help him keep the Xie family silly?"
Xie Mu's face turned whiter.
In his ear was the voice of a young man whispering like a demon. "A man with only a big brother in his heart is of course the best manipulator."
Xie Mu still did not listen.
"Push me back, I will face-to-face with my elder brother."
Just now the eyes of the youth with a pleasant smile fell.
He had a headache, thinking, why is the uncle so stubborn.
But turning around to think, isn't it his stubbornness that he loves?
Obviously, he once sat on the high post and decisively felled outside, but he chose to laugh.
It's so naive.
But unexpectedly, full of temptation.
Xie Shi thought while pushing the wheelchair forward.
The man in the wheelchair frowned, repeating, "Thank you, push me back."
The young man turned a deaf ear, still walking forward, Xie Mu's eyebrows tightened even more, "Thanks!"
"Uncle."
The young man responded to him, leisurely, "We should go home."
Xie Mu put his hands on the wheelchair, forcibly stopped the movement of the wheelchair, and the eyes of the young man standing behind him suddenly sank.
"Send me back. I want to make it clear to my elder brother, no matter what it was ... uh-"
The man's voice stopped abruptly.
The young man slowly pushed the medicine in the needle tube into Xie Mu's body slowly, watched his body quickly stiffen, loosened the armrest, and came to Xie Mu's body.
He looked at the man staring at him with a resentful smile and carefully put Xie Mu's hands back on his legs, compromisingly, and covered the blanket thoughtfully.
"Uncle."
The young man smiled softly, "I promised you to let you see your father, but you can't make it."
"Don't you all see it already? Just now, but uncle, you let me push away."
Xie Shi smiled happily, like a kid who got a candy, "We all said yes before, after this time, my uncle stayed with me and never leave again, OK?"
Xie Mu's eyes were a little red, and his eyes didn't blink, trying to move his body.
Brother.
Brother, save me!
But he wasn't able to see Xie Nanen again until he was taken into the plane.

The dark room was filled with an ambiguous smell. A man was lying on the bed, his side was slightly, his legs were in an unnatural posture, and he slept like a restless man. His long eyelashes were shaking uneasily. .
The curtains were opened, and the sun was shining on the man, showing his smooth and fair skin. The beautiful back was covered with cyan marks, revealing how he was treated last night.
The door lock was turned open, Cheng Chuan was carrying meals, and his expressionless complexion appeared in his eyes after seeing the look of a man on the bed.
The flat-headed man stepped forward, set the food, and bowed his head respectfully, "Sir, it's time to eat."
Xie Mu opened his eyes, it was full of exhaustion. Last night he was tossed all night by Xie Shi. When he was held to clean up in the morning, the energetic young man couldn't help but once again, when he was put down He had long gone to sleep.
After seeing the person in front of him, Xie Mu's eyes were embarrassed. "He asked you to come?"
"Yes, sir."
Cheng Chuan lowered his eyes slightly, trying not to put his eyes on the man's body full of ambiguous red marks.
His appearance made Xie Mu feel better, and his face was not so ugly. He struggled to sit up on his own, stretched out his hand to find a circle of his clothes, and his face just got better again.
"Give me a suit."
Cheng Chuan is like a robot, and nods one command and one motion, "Yes, sir."
He turned and went to the wardrobe to pick a set of clothes, but his eyes stared at the torn clothes on the ground.
Just seeing this scene, Cheng Chuan can imagine how Shi Xie tore apart his clothes and tore apart his clothes last night, and arbitrarily moved on that fair body.
His throat tightened, and his legs moved a little unnaturally, covering up the place where there had been a reaction since entering the room just now.
Xie Mu got the clothes, and he didn't need to say anything at all. Cheng Chuan consciously turned around, straightened his back, and waited for him to change his clothes.
He was still the intimate subordinate, but both knew that Xie Mu could no longer trust him.
Cheng Chuan was strictly trained. Xie Mu changed clothes very slowly. He hadn't been good for a long time, but he still stood straight and his hair didn't move.
Xie Mu once liked his appearance, and felt that such a person could protect himself. Because of his words, Cheng Chuan returned home and practiced for a long time in the mirror to ensure that he stood like a statue by his side. Generally, motionless.
He remained standing until the sound stopped behind him.
Cheng Chuan knew that his husband had changed his clothes, but as long as he didn't call him, he would never move.
"Cheng Chuan, why."
Behind came Xie Mu's hoarse voice because he didn't sleep well all night, with a slight exhaustion and disappointment. The man's body still loose just now was tight, and the hands that fell on both sides also clenched.
He closed his eyes and said his prepared speech, "Little Master threatened with Cheng An."
"sorry sir."
In the room, there were only two people's breathing sounds for a while.
I didn't know how long it was before Xie Mu said, "I thought you didn't like An An."
Cheng Chuan had long guessed that he would ask like this, and his voice suddenly brought a hint of guilt and anxiety, "Sorry, sir, he is my only child."
The flat-headed man's voice was full of distress, as if entangled between his own son and the loyal gentleman.
But he turned his back to Xie Mu's face, but his eyes were bland.
The man on the bed couldn't see him, so he froze and smiled bitterly, "Yeah, it's your child."
"You don't have to do this, the heart of the child, the human nature."
Cheng Chuan turned around, kneeling high on the ground and making a loud noise, he bowed his head, "I'm sorry, I have been hiding from Mr. Xie."
Xie Mu waved his hand wearily, "You go, tell Xie Shi, don't let you come again in the future."
"To you, to me, all good."
Cheng Chuan's fists clenched on the ground.
"Sir, do you want me to be by your side?"
The sick man in bed laughed bitterly and looked at the sun outside after the curtains were opened.
"Now, do I still need someone to serve me?"
"Cheng Chuan, let's go. Make a small business. How good it is to spend the rest of my life safely."
The man's voice was very tired and very light, but it fell into Cheng Chuan's ears, but fell like a huge stone.
Three years ago, my husband said the same.
He just wanted to stay with him. Why did he always leave him?
Cheng Chuan's eyes blinked for a moment, as if thinking of that night three years ago.
It was raining heavily, Mr. said, and let him go.
He didn't want to leave. He wanted to guard Mr., but no matter what he asked, he was unmoved.
Later, Mr. leg broke.
Since then, Mr. has been inseparable from him.
Cheng Chuan raised his head slightly, kneeling on the ground, his eyes fixed on Xie Mu, and there was even a trace of madness in his eyes.
He spoke like a mellow voice, as he always did.
"Sir, Mr. Xie asked me to take your flight."
Xie Mu's pale face quickly became happy after he couldn't believe it.
"Brother? Will Brother take me?"
In the matter of Xie Nanen, he always believed so easily.
Cheng Chuan lowered her head, respectfully.
"Yes, sir."