After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

In the evening, Su Xiaojun made bone soup for Zheng Yanqing. The strong smell of yam and corn, mixed with the meaty smell of the bones, was only halfway through the stew, and already filled the entire kitchen and dining room.

After a while, the fragrance had spread to the living room.

Zheng Yanqing was sitting in a wheelchair reading documents, and Su Xiaojun was sitting on the sofa nearby reading a book. The atmosphere was quiet and warm.

After a while, Su Xiaojun gestured to Zheng Yanqing and told her to go see how the soup was cooking in the kitchen. Zheng Yanqing nodded and looked at Su Xiaojun's back.

If he hadn't done those things, Su Xiaojun wouldn't be what he is today.

She should be studying and working in Edinburgh now. She will meet many new friends and chat with them about work, study and life.

Instead of being like now, unable to speak, unable to translate, trapped at home, and having to take care of him, a useless person.

Zheng Yanqing hammered his leg hard, but he felt no pain at all.

He closed his eyes deeply, feeling sad in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a snapping sound from the kitchen. Zheng Yanqing quickly put down the notebook in his hand and controlled the wheelchair to walk to the kitchen.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun!"

He was so worried that the loud noise was not like the sound of a simple bowl and chopsticks falling to the ground, but more like a pot or something like that.

The pot...the pot is still boiling pork rib soup. Could it be that the pot is broken?
The more Zheng Yanqing thought about it, the more anxious he became. Su Xiaojun couldn't speak. What if he got burned again like last time?
He craned his neck to look into the kitchen, without even having time to pay attention to the things around him.

One of the wheels of the wheelchair got stuck on the leg of a chair in the dining room. He lost control of his balance and the wheelchair fell to the ground.

Zheng Yanqing fell to the ground immediately, lying on his side, unable to move at all.

"Xiaojun!"

Su Xiaojun just came out of the kitchen with two pieces of broken porcelain in his hand. When he saw Zheng Yanqing lying on the ground, he immediately threw away the porcelain pieces and ran over.

As soon as she knelt down in front of Zheng Yanqing, Zheng Yanqing took her hand and inspected it carefully.

"Are you injured? Where is it? Huh? Does it hurt?"

Zheng Yanqing asked eagerly while holding her hand and inspecting it carefully.

It wasn't until he didn't see any injuries on Su Xiaojun's body that he felt a little relieved. He picked up Su Xiaojun's hand and kissed it on his lips.

Only then did he feel something was wrong, and slowly let go of Su Xiaojun's hand. The fingers were burned red, and Su Xiaojun frowned in discomfort.

"Your hand was burned?"

Zheng Yanqing asked distressedly.

Su Xiaojun nodded and gestured that it was okay.

She put the wheelchair away and then struggled to help Zheng Yanqing sit back in the wheelchair.

Zheng Yanqing's height of 186cm made it very difficult for Su Xiaojun to lift him up. The two worked together for half an hour before moving Zheng Yanqing from the ground back to the wheelchair.

Su Xiaojun was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and Zheng Yanqing's eyes were scarlet.

"I'll go find some medicine for you."

He whispered. Su Xiaojun nodded and walked to the kitchen again. As soon as he turned around, he was pulled by Zheng Yanqing.

"where to?"

Su Xiaojun pointed to the broken casserole lid on the kitchen floor.

Zheng Yanqing felt a pain in her heart and forced herself to say it.

"Don't move, come here, I'll give you medicine, and I'll have someone come over and take care of you later."

Su Xiaojun looked at Zheng Yanqing's already very ugly face, hesitated for a while, and then followed him back to the living room.

Zheng Yanqing took out the scald ointment from the medicine box nearby and rubbed it on Su Xiaojun's fingers.

His hand was very light, for fear of causing Su Xiaojun to feel pain.

After everything was done, Zheng Yanqing picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.

"Ke Bin, help me find a nanny, um, come here immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiaojun looked at him with some confusion and gestured.

"Didn't you say you don't want others to come to your house?"

Zheng Yanqing sighed softly. "I was wrong. You are already very tired from taking care of me. Originally, I wanted to go to the kitchen to see you and help you, but I didn't expect that you would take care of me again."

Su Xiaojun saw that Zheng Yanqing was blaming himself and quickly smiled and waved his hand.

"It's nothing. I accidentally didn't hold it properly and the lid fell. Don't be so excited in the future. I'm fine."

Zheng Yanqing frowned, his heartbeat always accompanied by bursts of pain.

The nanny arrived two hours later, taking her own luggage with her.

"Mr. Zheng, I am the nanny introduced by Assistant Ke. My surname is Huang."

Zheng Yanqing nodded, his voice very calm.

"Aunt Huang, I believe Ke Bin has made my needs clear to you. Xiaojun can't speak, so you should take more care of me."

Aunt Huang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, sir, don't worry."

After a brief understanding, Aunt Huang went into the room and put down her greetings. When she came out, she went straight to the kitchen and collected the pieces of the casserole top.

Su Xiaojun was ordered not to do anything on the sofa but to take a good rest. When Aunt Huang packed up and came out, she brought bone soup to both of them.

"The soup made by Miss Su is really good. It's just finished now. I'll serve it out for you to try."

Zheng Yanqing looked at the bone soup. If it hadn't been for him to make soup for him to drink, Su Xiaojun's hand would have been fine.

"I have no appetite, you can drink."

He controlled the wheelchair back to the room and closed the bedroom door.

Su Xiaojun's eyes followed him into the room, and then turned back with some disappointment.

She typed a line on her mobile phone and asked Aunt Huang to clean up and rest first. She had no appetite.

Back in the room, Su Xiaojun looked at her burned fingers with mixed feelings in her heart.

Zheng Yanqing's mood has been low recently, and he was even too tired to say a word after rehabilitation training.

Are there really no miracles?How sad would he be if he knew he couldn't stand up in the future?

Su Xiaojun felt melancholy, but had no choice.

In the dead of night, neither of them fell asleep. Su Xiaojun was lying on the bed tossing and turning, while Zheng Yanqing was sitting, leaning against the head of the bed, pinching her thighs with her hands.

But those two thighs were as if they were not his, and he couldn't feel any pain at all.

The weather is very good during the day today. The sun is shining outside and the moon is particularly bright.

Zheng Yanqing looked out the window, slowly closed his eyes, and made a decision.

……

When Su Xiaojun woke up early the next morning, Zheng Yanqing had already put on his tie, and Ke Bin was pushing him out the door.

When Zheng Yanqing saw Su Xiaojun coming out of the bedroom, he raised his lips slightly and nodded to her.

Su Xiaojun raised his hand and gestured.

"where to?"

Zheng Yanqing said calmly.

"I'm going to the company. I have some things to deal with. I won't be back at noon. You ask Aunt Huang to cook for you."

After saying that, Zheng Yanqing looked away.

"Let's go."

He said to Ke Bin behind him. Ke Bin nodded, said goodbye to Su Xiaojun, and pushed Zheng Yanqing out of the door.

After closing the door, Zheng Yanqing closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Did you help me make an appointment with the person I asked you to help me with?"

"Well, Miss He is already waiting for you at the company."

Zheng Yanqing straightened his tie again and was pushed into the elevator by Ke Bin.