Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss

    At this time, Feng Chu suddenly realized that he had just lost his mind, and almost told Ling Yi his true thoughts.

    Now is obviously not a good time to confess, there is not enough foreshadowing, Feng Chu does not think that Ling Yi is willing to promise himself.

    Dr. Zhao sat on a chair, the wind on the terrace was a bit strong, his white coat was blown up, and his eyes behind the glasses were very sharp: "With all due respect, Mr. Feng, you It's not very polite to do so."

    Feng Chu has been unruly since he was a child, and most annoying others to discipline him, he sneered: "Oh?"

    “He is a patient,” Dr. Zhao said, “now is the most vulnerable time in his life.”

    Feng Chu's expression did not change: "I know."

    "A sanatorium is not a good place to be if you're looking for fun."

    Dr. Zhao really doesn't understand. People like Feng Chu should be surrounded by a lot of Yingyingyanyan. What's wrong with him, he just found a blind boy on impulse.

    Feng Chu's tone was cold: "Doctor Zhao, pay attention to your words and deeds."

    "I know that as long as you say a word, I will have no choice in my life, but I still want to say," Dr. Zhao said in a serious tone, "Ling Yi is a very good child, he trusts you very much, Just now he asked me to ask the dean for a raise, give you a raise, and the extra part of Ling Yi's expenses. Although Ling Yi didn't tell me the reason, I think it's because he thinks your life is difficult. "

    Feng Chu did not expect this to happen.

    "Ling Yi came home a few days ago. His father married a new wife and was very indifferent to him. It is possible to stop his living expenses in the future. He is now blind, and I have never told him Afraid that he will be sad, the possibility of his eyes recovering is not so great," Dr. Zhao sighed, "Mr. Feng, if you are just playing, please hold your hands up and spare this child."

    Feng Chu said indifferently: "If I really wanted to play with him, he would have no bones left."

    Since the death of Feng Chu's flamboyant father, the Feng family has been very low-key. Many people think that the new ruler of the Feng family is too lazy to show up because he is afraid of the big tree and attracts the wind. In fact, Feng Chu just doesn't like the outside world. His eyes interfered with his actions, his heart was ruthless and the city was deep, and one friend after another fell into his hands, and the Feng family was more stable in his hands than in his father.

    Feng Chu is only thirty-two years old now, and some old people twenty or thirty years older than him may not be as calm as him.

    Dr. Zhao only felt that the unsmiling Feng Chu gave people a deep sense of oppression, this oppression almost made him breathless, and Feng Chu only left one sentence: "Dr. Zhao, in addition to Besides you, I am the one who cares about Ling Yi the most."

    No, Feng Chu is more concerned than Dr. Zhao.

    Dr. Zhao treats Ling Yi very well because Ling Yi is his patient, and Feng Chu fell in love with Ling Yi at first sight, and it was the first time in thirty years.

    Feng Chu took the thermos cup beside him, but Ling Yi did not take it away when he left.

    He waited at Ling Yi's residence for half an hour, during which time he ordered a drink for Ling Yi.

    Ling Yi didn't know who was in the room when he came back. He subconsciously went to sit on the sofa, wanting to hug the brown bear on the sofa.

    I didn't expect a person to sit in the place of the brown bear.

    Ling Yi was taken aback.

    Feng Chu suddenly opened his eyes and held his arm: "It's me."

    Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Feng."

    Feng Chu put the thermos cup in Ling Yi's hand: "You forgot to bring this."

    Ling Yi took a sip of water helplessly.

    He didn't forget to bring it, but left it on purpose. He didn't expect Feng Chu to bring it back to him.

    Feng Chu raised his eyebrows: "Don't want to drink?"

    Ling Yi nodded: "For a while, I ate fresh wolfberry fruit every day."

    Tired of the smell.

    Feng Chu took it and finished it for him.

    Ling Yi had a craving for fruit, he opened the refrigerator, touched on the second floor, and found a box of figs and a pomegranate. Usually, the most common ones in the refrigerator are blueberries and apples. During this time, the pomegranates are ripe. The pomegranates in B city are especially delicious. Nursing Liu often washes the skins and puts some for Ling Yi.

    Feng Chu watched Ling Yi take a pomegranate bigger than his face, and couldn't help laughing: "Can you break it apart?"

    Ling Yi was a little helpless: "Mr. Feng, although I am blind, I still have strength."

    He can crack open an apple, how could he not crack a pomegranate.

    This pomegranate is extraordinarily large, and the fruit weighs nearly two kilograms. Ling Yi planned to split it and give it half to Feng Chu, but he didn't break it twice.

    Feng Chu reached out and took it: "Give it to me."

    He gently broke it, the huge pomegranate was divided into two, and the bright and dripping pomegranate seeds were revealed.

    Feng Chu took a small bowl, peeled all the pomegranate seeds into the small bowl, and let Ling Yi eat it with a spoon.

    Ling Yi ate slowly and spit out the pomegranate seeds on the paper towel gracefully.

    Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's blushing lips: "Is it sweet?"

    "A little sour."

    The doorbell rang outside, Feng Chu opened the door, it turned out that the drink he ordered had arrived.

    Feng Chu saw that Ling Yi liked to drink fleshy grapes that day, so he specially ordered a cup today. The drink is well protected, the milk cap has not yet melted into the fruit tea.

    Ling Yi asked curiously: "What?"

    Feng Chu poked the straw in and handed it to Ling Yi's lips: "fruit tea."

    Ling Yi took a sip with suspicion.

    He put down the small bowl in his hand and took the cup of succulent grapes from Feng Chu: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

    Feng Chu peeled a fig for Ling Yi.

    The flesh of the fig is very delicate, and it has a very fragrant aroma when it is ripe, and the taste is very sweet. Ling Yi took a bite of the fig with Feng Chu's hand.

    Because she couldn't see, the first bite hit the pulp, and the second bite hit Feng Chu's middle finger.

    Ling Yi didn't realize that he was biting Feng Chu's hand at first, he swept it and touched a rough thin callus, because it felt strange, so Ling Yi took a deep bite .

    Feng Chu's Adam's apple rolled: "Ling Yi, you bit my finger."

    Ling Yi spat out Feng Chu's fingers blankly, he swallowed the pulp, took out a cotton pad from his pocket and wiped Feng Chu's hands: "I'm sorry."

    Ling Yi has a little bit of cleanliness, and especially does not like to sweat. In the hot summer, there is always a time to sweat. Because he hates the texture of paper towels close to his skin, he doesn't use paper towels to wipe his face and hands, and he always carries a handkerchief with him.

    Over time, except for summer, Ling Yi still habitually put a handkerchief in his pocket.

    Ling Yi's hands are piano-playing hands, slender and delicate. He seldom touches people since he was a child. After touching the hard callus on Feng Chu's palm, Ling Yi subconsciously Press the button: "Mr. Feng, what is this?"

    "Cocoon."

    Feng Chu likes rock climbing, the rock wall is so hard, the hands of rock climbers will almost grind out blisters first and then calluses.

    Ling Yi didn't know that Feng Chu had this hobby, so she misunderstood.

    None of the classmates and friends around Ling Yi had calluses on their hands—except for the grinding of writing, so Ling Yi touched it for the first time.

    Even if he hasn't seen it before, he knows how he got it. Generally speaking, he is made by doing rough and heavy work.

    Feng Chu smiled like a smile: "Do you think my fingers are delicious? Hold on to it."

    Ling Yi quickly let go: "Sorry."

    Feng Chu is not unwilling to let Ling Yi touch him, on the contrary, he is happy to contact Ling Yi.

    The hand was suddenly empty, and Feng Chu's heart was a little empty.

    He peeled another fig and fed it to Ling Yi: "Doctor Zhao just told me that you want to give me a raise."

    Ling Yi did not expect that Dr. Zhao would sell himself.

    Actually, Ling Yi didn't want to announce this, let alone let Feng Chu know - he regarded Feng Chu more as his friend in the nursing home. Talking about money between friends is somewhat inappropriate, and a little carelessness can easily breed conflicts.

    Ling Yi was thinking about how she should explain this matter, but Feng Chu's deep voice came from her ear: "Thank you, I know you have a good heart. But—Ling Yi, what do you say to me? Would it be good to repay you?"

    Ling Yi said: "Mr. Feng spends time and energy with me, this is the reward he deserves."

    Feng Chu saw that Ling Yi had pulled the straw to the top to use the suction cap, he opened the cap and scooped the cap to Ling Yi's lips as he did last time: "I My economic situation is not that bad, I can still support myself, so don’t worry too much about me.”

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    Ling Yi's appetite has not been very good. He ate a lot this time, and he was a little sleepy after eating.

    This time is also the time when Ling Yi usually takes a nap. He puts the blanket on himself: "Mr. Feng, I want to sleep for a while."

    Feng Chu wiped the corners of Ling Yi's wet lips with a tissue: "Then I'll go back first."

    Ling Yi was not used to others touching his face for the time being, so he shrank back and Feng Chu pressed his shoulder: "If you haven't wiped it clean, don't hide."

    Ling Yi said softly, "I'll do it myself."

    "Since the salary has been increased, more things must be done," Feng Chu said, "otherwise I will ask the dean to revoke the decision of the salary increase."

    Ling Yi sighed in his heart. He really felt that Feng Chu was a very responsible and patient man. Even though he lived in poverty, he still worked hard and survived.

    Ling Yi envies such a person.

    After Feng Chu left, Ling Yi was alone in the room. A blind person is really lonely and lonely when he is alone. He cannot read books, watch movies, or watch anything with a sense of picture. From opening his eyes to closing his eyes, he is in boundless darkness.