Chapter 26
Wei Ge sat obediently in the passenger seat and said goodbye to Xu Zhou. Before Xu Zhou could finish his words, Xing Zhao stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Xu Zhou's words that Wei Ge should contact him if he had anything were blown away by the wind.
When it started, the wind was so strong that it blew away Xu Zhou's carefully made hairstyle.
Xu Zhou hated Xing Zhao even more, but Xing Zhao didn't care about this little brat at all.
Xing Zhao did not drive directly to the highway, but parked the car in a deserted place at the school gate.
Wei Ge glanced at the surroundings, then turned to look at Xing Zhao: "Why aren't you leaving?"
Xing Zhao took out a wet wipe from the drawer beside the car, unwrapped it and wiped Wei Ge's forehead: "I suddenly noticed that there is dust on your forehead, let me help you wipe it."
His movements were very gentle and his expression was very serious. Wei Ge really thought that there was something on his forehead and waited obediently for Xing Zhao to help him wipe it off.
There was no dust at all. It wasn't like Xu Zhou had just been to the construction site. There was mud on the back of his hand, and dust fell off when he touched Wei Ge's forehead.
Men are really willing to say anything until they achieve their goals.
After Xing Zhao finished wiping the car and started it, he asked, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "It seems that you really want to go to the art exhibition in Shanjiekou?"
Wei Ge was stunned. He didn't expect Xing Zhao to be able to capture his emotions so keenly. This man was quite attentive.
He really liked Yamasukekou, but now was not the time to go to the exhibition.
"I don't really want to go, but Shan Jiekou is indeed one of my favorite artists." Wei Ge answered truthfully. Now his mind was all on Wei Mingzhe's illness, and he had no interest in anything like Shan Jiekou.
"Okay, I understand." Xing Zhao nodded towards Wei Ge. He didn't know what this man knew, but he probably knew that his mind was on Wei Mingzhe.
Xu Zhou and Wei Ge are just senior and junior students. Xing Zhao can feel that Xu Zhou doesn't know what happened in the Wei family, otherwise he would not ask Wei Ge to go to an art exhibition at this critical juncture.
The senior student had good intentions, but he still lost. After all, Wei Ge's relationship with Xu Zhou was not good enough to tell him what happened in his family.
Xing Zhao is different in this regard. Not only does he know this, but he can now also send Wei Ge home.
Xing Zhao inexplicably felt that he had won.
I don’t know what I have won, but a thirty-year-old man is now competing with teenagers, competing to see who the other teenager has a better relationship with.
It was quite funny, but Xing Zhao was very satisfied with the result of this secret competition.
I have also become younger.
He was very happy to win Wei Ge's recognition.
Thinking of this, Xing Zhao began to hum a song, which happened to be the last song that Wei Ge sang in the live broadcast room that day.
Wei Ge's nerves, which had been empty, suddenly tensed up. Now, whenever he encountered anything related to Bai Ye, he would feel a little guilty.
After all, one should be grateful to others for giving him a gift. The top brother who gave him millions in rewards turned out to be his uncle who lived under the same roof.
There is a feeling of running into each other in person.
Fortunately, Xing Zhao didn’t know that the person opposite him was Wei Ge. Maybe he didn’t know, Wei Ge was not sure.
At the traffic light intersection, Xing Zhao noticed that Wei Ge turned his head to look at him.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Wei Ge's stare was so obvious that Xing Zhao thought there was something really dirty on his face.
"No, I just think you sing this song very well. I think it should be a relatively unpopular song."
Wei Ge's playlists have always been unpopular, and the songs he could hum had the tune changed. Now that Xing Zhao can sing it again with the correct tune, it means that Xing Zhao has heard this song before.
“I’ve heard the anchor sing it before, and I thought it was pretty good, so I searched for it.”
Wow, I’ve either heard it before or heard Wei Ge sing it.
He is also a genius. What a powerful sound.
"How did you search? Identify the song by listening to it? Do you think the host's singing is the same as the original singer?" Wei Ge didn't realize that this sentence might reveal that he knew who the host was, but Xing Zhao didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his words.
"No, I didn't recognize the song when I listened to it. I don't know why." Xing Zhao was also a little confused. He gave people the feeling of having absolute pitch but being deaf and unable to hear other people singing out of tune.
“I searched for the lyrics and found it.”
I've heard the original version but I still don't know why, it seems like there's something wrong with my ears.
Wei Ge didn't dare to complain, after all, it was equivalent to implicitly admitting that his singing was bad.
If Wei Ge was a little nervous the last time he walked this way home with Xing Zhao, he felt a little used to it this time.
Although they don't want to admit it, Xing Zhao and Wei Ge's relationship has made a qualitative leap and improvement because of this incident. It feels like their relationship has made great progress, and they have really turned from an uncle-nephew relationship into a friendship.
And Xing Zhao is becoming more and more considerate.
Halfway through the drive, Xing Zhao suddenly seemed to remember something and reached his right hand behind him to pull at something.
Wei Ge turned around and saw a bag of snacks handed from Xing Zhao to Wei Ge's arms.
Potato chips, jelly, etc., and a pack of sweet milk.
"I didn't know what you like to eat, so I bought a big gift bag."
Simple and convenient, if you don’t know what to eat, just eat a little of each.
However, Wei Ge still felt that this was not something Xing Zhao could do. He looked like the kind of parent who would say, "Eat less junk food, it's bad for your health."
I didn't expect Xing Zhao would buy snacks for me and even care about my taste.
"I've asked a doctor, and this brand of snacks won't cause any harm to your body. They can also replenish trace elements." Xing Zhao spoke up and answered Wei Ge's inner questions.
Instead of letting Wei Ge eat junk food, I chose a non-junk snack for him.
I don’t know if it’s just an IQ tax, but Xing Zhao’s doctors are definitely not charlatans.
"Can we eat it now?" Wei Ge took out a bag of potato chips. He had never eaten this brand before, and it looked delicious.
The food in the cafeteria at noon tasted average, and he was indeed a little hungry. Xing Zhao's snacks had a life-saving effect.
"Sure, eat if you want."
With Xing Zhao's approval, Wei Ge immediately opened the potato chips and took a bite. The salty and sweet cheese flavor was mixed with a hint of barbecue. The two things that seemed completely incompatible seemed to be cleverly integrated together at this moment.
It doesn't feel cheap to eat.
Wei Ge had this feeling: everything Xing Zhao gave him tasted like a delicacy, but also felt not cheap.
After leaving Xing Zhao, it seems that I have to work hard to make money. After all, once a person's appetite and quality of life become spoiled, it is difficult to go back to the way they were.
For example, when he went to the dormitory that day and saw the bed board and the sheets and quilt covers issued by the school, he felt uncomfortable.
The bedding that Xing Zhao prepared for him at home was so comfortable. It felt like he was lying on soft cotton, and there was a lamb next to him rubbing his body and ankles.
"Try it." Wei Ge took out the largest and roundest potato chip and stuffed it into Xing Zhao's mouth while waiting for the traffic light.
Xing Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth. The food that he originally didn't like at all became inexplicably delicious after Wei Ge fed it to him.
"Is it delicious?" Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao. Xing Zhao realized that Wei Ge's eyes turned away and were not looking at him, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"tasty."
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When the two arrived at the hospital, it was just dinner time. Wei Ge had told Jiang Lin in advance about coming back this time, so he prepared lunch boxes for five people.
The reason why it is a five-person portion is because in addition to the four of them, there is also an older brother in the same ward.
The small lunch box that she had been carrying was successfully put out of use. Jiang Lin got a few disposable lunch boxes from somewhere.
Jiang Lin’s cooking has always been delicious, and Wei Ge and Wei Mingzhe have praised her more than once.
Today, Xing Zhao finally got to taste this kind of home-cooked food.
Xing Zhao and Wei Ge pulled a table next to the door between the two beds. The two patients sat on the beds, and the other three people found three chairs to sit around the table.
The small ward became a private room in the hotel.
Jiang Lin prepared six dishes and put them into five lunch boxes. After all, being sick is not a trivial matter, and even if there is no contagious disease, it is not appropriate to share the same meal.
Wei Mingzhe and the older brother in the next bed took a look at the light, low-fat and low-salt meals in their lunch boxes, and saw that Xing Zhao and Wei Ge's bowls had something more than theirs. Why did they have twice-cooked pork?
"Why are you treating me so specially?" Wei Mingzhe was dissatisfied. "I want to eat twice-cooked pork, too."
After saying that, Wei Mingzhe turned around and looked at his elder brother beside him, "Do you want to eat?"
The big brother next door chuckled and said, "Of course I do. I'm dying of greed."
Xing Zhao and Wei Ge looked at each other without saying a word, picked up the lunch boxes in their hands, and quietly picked up the twice-cooked pork and savored it carefully. After all, it was a "special treatment" given to them by Jiang Lin, and now was not the time to refuse to eat.
And it’s really delicious.
Xing Zhao had never eaten this kind of thing before, today was the first time.
"Do I look like twice-cooked pork?" Jiang Lin put down the lunch box in her hand. "I haven't eaten either. Isn't it okay for me to accompany you two patients?"
Today Jiang Lin went to the market to buy vegetables and saw that the pork belly was good. She thought that Xing Zhao and Wei Ge would be back today, so she gave the two children something good to eat.
I can't just eat unnutritious takeout and street food every time I come back, especially since Xing Zhao is the guest who has come all the way to send his son home.
How can we entertain guests with nothing in our hands?
Jiang Lin loves twice-cooked pork, and she knows Wei Mingzhe doesn't like it very much. In fact, this kind of dish can't tempt Wei Mingzhe, he is just joking.
But Jiang Lin still didn't eat it. She felt bad that she ate well while he didn't.
After Wei Mingzhe finished speaking, he raised his head and winked at Wei Ge. Wei Ge immediately understood the meaning in Wei Mingzhe's eyes and gave most of the meat in the lunch box to Jiang Lin.
"Mom, eat more if you can. You have to take care of my dad every day, and you need to eat better than my dad." Although Wei Ge did not speak on Wei Mingzhe's side at all, what he said was what Wei Mingzhe wanted him to say.
Jiang Lin cooks for Wei Mingzhe every day these days. Wei Mingzhe can't eat much, so Jiang Lin follows him and doesn't eat anything.
When Wei Ge came back this time, he could clearly feel that Jiang Lin had lost some weight, and her weight loss rate was even comparable to Wei Mingzhe's.
Wei Mingzhe feels sorry for his wife, but he always apologizes when he speaks.
Jiang Lin wanted to refuse, but when she looked up and saw Wei Mingzhe, he said nonchalantly, "A son is indeed a filial son. Eat more and finish the portion your son gave me. When I get better, the four of us can go out to eat."
Xing Zhao raised his head. There were four people in the family, and he couldn't include the eldest brother in the bed next to him, so he would have to be included as well.
"Okay." Jiang Lin's eyes reddened and she lowered her head to eat the meat that Wei Ge put into her bowl.
Xing Zhao watched from the side and silently divided the meat in his bowl into Wei Ge's bowl.
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