Contentment

Chapter 61 Chapter 61

As soon as he came back from Beijing, Haitong fell ill.He hasn't been sick for a long time.

On the day when she got off the plane, Shen Leguang slept with him in her arms as usual, but in the middle of the night she was woken up by the body temperature of the person in her arms.Haitong's whole face flushed unnaturally, Shen Leguang realized something was wrong, and rushed him to the hospital.

A high fever of [-] degrees, if it is later, I am afraid that people will become stupid.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Haitong began to wake up in a daze.His eyes were still red, but when he tried to raise his hand, he pulled the needle, and he retracted for a moment.

There is no one in the room, but it is not cold, and the constant temperature of 28 degrees makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

But he didn't stay in a daze for long, and Shen Leguang came in covered in cold wind.

"Wake up!" Shen Leguang put down the food box in his hand, took off his coat and ran over.

Shen Leguang was actually very tired.Haitong looked at the bruises under his eyes and the bloodshot eyes, and frowned, feeling very distressed.He stretched out his hand without the needle, and the other party understood what he meant, and quickly came over to hold his hand and rubbed it on his cheek.

"Don't smoke." The hoarse voice seemed to be pulled out of a broken bellows, and it sounded like there was still air leaking from a distance.

Shen Leguang smiled and smoothed his brows, and justified: "I don't smoke."

Haitong didn't speak, just looked at him like this, his eyes were full of tears, and Shen Leguang had no choice but to catch him without a fight due to his pitiful gesture.

"Okay, I just smoked one. I promise there will be no next time." He leaned forward and kissed the corner of Haitong's lips, the dead skin that lifted up was a bit painful, so he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"Are you hungry, let's have something to eat." Shen Leguang helped him up, poured a glass of water and carefully fed him to drink, then he was busy setting the table again.

"So early, where did you make it?" Haitong glanced at the sky outside the window, then held Shen Leguang's hand and asked, "Is it cold?"

Shen Leguang sat on the edge of the bed as if he was stopped by his question, and suddenly laughed like a child after a while.At this moment, he showed a lingering fear, touched his heart, but looked at Haitong with his eyes right and wrong.

"You scared me to death," he said.

A little wronged, but also a little amnesty.

Haitong rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I got a fever. Obviously I'm in good health, do the math, when was the last time I got sick?"

Shen Leguang took a spoonful of porridge and blew it warmly, and then fed it to him when it was half cold.

"It's not your fault, it's me." He said softly, "I didn't take good care of you."

"That," Haitong moved a little closer to him. "I want to eat a lot when I get better, okay?"

Shen Leguang took a dumpling and handed it over, with an unhappy expression.He didn't laugh until Haitong was almost scared by him.

"When you are well, you can eat whatever you want."

Haitong was overjoyed, and kissed Shen Leguang's face with his oily mouth.

"But," I am afraid of this "but" in everything, and Haitong's heart, which was still warm just now, suddenly turns cold when he hears this word.

Shen Leguang watched him weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was a little dumbfounded for a while.He pinched Haitong's nose and said, "When the weather gets warmer, why don't I go jogging with you every morning?"

Haitong rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "Wouldn't that be very tiring? After running, you still have to make breakfast, clean up the house, and go to work to earn money to support me—" He suddenly stopped talking, and said I feel guilty.

"Shen Leguang, I really like you the most!"

Shen Leguang smiled without saying a word, letting him act like a baby.

"I have already discussed with Tian Yaonan about the company, and I will spend more time with you in the future."

Haitong looked at him deeply, and asked after a while: "When did it happen?"

"It's been a long time," Shen Leguang blew on the porridge and fed him another mouthful. "Making money is not my goal. What's more, I have made enough money now. I just want to rely on you for the rest of my life."

Haitong leaned over to touch his forehead, and whispered something like: "I love you."

The meaning of life is unclear, but there are always trade-offs in everything.

Love is not great enough, and it is not the driving force of life for many people.But for Shen Leguang, as long as there is Haitong in the whole world, it is enough.

They are like pieces of a puzzle.The selfish, stubborn and cowardly Shen Leguang is just right and tolerant, and the firm and brave Haitong makes a complete appearance.

In April, Qingming, the whole city is covered with rain and fog.Haitong took Shen Leguang back to his hometown in Hunan to worship his ancestors.

Parents came from Xi'an, and the two old people quarreled along the way, enjoying the romance all over the world.

Grandma passed away a few years ago.There was no great suffering, and the old man went there in his sleep, which can be regarded as joy and mourning.People of that generation only recognize burials, and they have their own hills in the countryside.Grandma was buried on the mountain of my hometown in the country, and there was a pond at the foot of the mountain.

A group of people rested at their uncle's house.

The relationship between him and Shen Leguang was exposed by Ms. Yuan ten years ago.I don't know how this woman did it. Anyway, Shen Leguang was taken home on the third Spring Festival after graduation.

But my uncle was still not used to it, and kept silent while smoking a cigarette.But he is getting old, and he watched Haitong grow up again, no matter how much he doesn't understand it, it's hard to say anything.

They drove to the countryside early the next morning, otherwise there would be traffic jams on the road later.Urbanization has made the countryside less rural. The cement road winds around the village and leads to the foot of the mountain.

It was only bright at this point, and the entire mountain was covered with mist, and the dark sky continued to coil from the eastern horizon to the top of the mountain.

The three old people went up the mountain slowly. Fortunately, although the road is narrow, there are no thorns. Maybe someone cut it in advance.

Grandma was buried halfway up the mountain, next to her grandfather who died more than ten years before her.Their tombstones faded under the wind and rain in the mountains and were covered with moss.

Uncle took out his sickle and shovel, ready to remove the weeds on the grave.Seeing this, Shen Leguang silently took the shovel from his uncle and started shoveling the grass.

Uncle Yuan was not in good health, and now he was out of breath, so he also went to pull the weeds.Haitong and her mother were left sitting on the rocks, picking up paper money, and sorting out the offerings.

After a while, the sky opened up, and the morning breeze blew up, waking up a lot of people.

"It's almost there, let's light the candles." The uncle didn't care about the dirt in his hands, and wiped it on his pants.

Haitong lit the candles and placed them over, and arranged the offerings, including the fresh flowers bought earlier.

The paper money was burning faintly, and the flames fluttered back and forth in the wind.

"Grandma," Haitong leaned against Shen Leguang, still holding incense, "We are doing well, you can rest assured."

Uncle glanced at him and said nothing.

Aunt Yuan walked over and patted her younger brother on the shoulder, and the two knelt down in front of the grave together tacitly, and Uncle Yuan handed over the incense.

"Mom, I still miss you." Ms. Yuan caressed the stele, "Moonlight has done what you told me back then, so there is nothing to worry about."

When the uncle heard this, he glanced at his sister.Then he put the incense in the stove and kowtowed.Then he said, "There's nothing to worry about."

Uncle Hai knelt beside Ms. Yuan, looked at his wife's melancholy expression, and held her hand calmly.The two looked at each other and smiled, full of affection for decades.

After they got up, Haitong pulled Shen Leguang to kneel down.

They held three sticks of incense in their hands and knelt like this for a while without saying a word, the incense ash fell all over the ground.

"Grandma, I want to spend my whole life with him." Haitong looked at the tombstone with a pious expression. "You have to bless us, as well as parents and uncles."

"Grandma," Shen Leguang inserted the incense into the stove.He remembered that kind old man, smiled and praised him, taught him to cook Haitong's favorite dish, and led him to tell others that this is also my "grandson".

He didn't say the following words aloud, but only emerged one by one in his heart.

Haitong seemed to know it, she tilted her head to look at him, her eyes were full of smiles.

The mountain wind is getting stronger, and the fog at the top is slowly blown away, revealing the lush trees and vines in spring.