Chapter 255: Bonus scene "After the Reunion" (Part 1)

It's been a week since Yu He came to New York.

The first two days were like an out-of-body dream, and it goes without saying that the excitement, the ecstasy, the tears, the heartfelt confessions, continued to explode in the first few days of his meeting with him.

It took several days for Yu He to finally find a sense of reality in his life.

The great joy that came with the reunion, the tremendous excitement, with a few days of obsession, finally turned into a drizzling rain, softly falling on the brow of the heart, washing away the cold and dust on Yu He's face over the past two years.

Qingcheng Xie still had some consolidation treatment to do and would not be able to return to China for another month, so Yu He booked a room in a hotel near the hospital for a month, so that he could come and take care of Qingcheng Xie's food and living every day.

Initially, he was very excited, his mind was active, and he ventured to buy the doctor and stay in the ward directly. But this idea was dismissed by the blonde attending physician, who didn't like the idea of a bunch of rich, rich, rich, rich, rich men. What are you doing? Treating the room like a vacation suite?

The hospital is a sacred place, this group of uneducated and despicable bosses, think that the swipe card can make him bow down?

Don't even think about it.

The attending doctor returned Mr. He's request for a companion bed and spoke cross-eyed in the office to Mr. He, whose highest education was only high school, about matters that needed attention, then rolled his eyes and sent Mr. He away.

He didn't want to waste more time with stupid high school kids.

Yu He is now in a very good mood, Qingcheng Xie is still alive, he is the happiest person in the world, not to mention the doctor rolled his eyes, even if he slapped him he would say doctor, your hand does not hurt ah, do not hurt, come, doctor take it easy. I am also a family member of the medical staff ah, I can understand you, must cooperate, must cooperate.

Although he regretted not being able to stay in the same room with Qingcheng Xie, he had already recovered his treasure, so what could he complain about now? So he happily stayed in the hotel next door.

Qingcheng Xie found the boy cute. Yu He would come to his room at 8:00 a.m. every morning and would not leave until the night shift doctor came to check on him. During the eight or nine hours in between, Yu He sometimes talked to him about the events of the past two years, sometimes rubbed his legs, feet and shoulders, and sometimes simply did nothing but sit next to him and read a book, dazed, with his soft eyelashes drooping in a beautiful way.

He has now matured a lot, broad shoulders, calm temperament, but when looking at Qingcheng Xie smile, face still nineteen years old when the taste of youthful innocence.

Qingcheng Xie sometimes thinks that when she first met eight-year-old Yu He at the age of twenty-one, she could never have imagined that the two would come to this day.

Every morning before Yu He came, he would take a taxi and go to Chinatown himself - the hospital's nutritious meals were good, but not so much to Qingcheng Xie's liking.

There is a restaurant in Chinatown that sells a wide variety of breakfast items, from Cantonese morning tea to Northwest noodles, and the chef's skills are no less than those of domestic chefs. The only thing is that this restaurant's star product, the crystal shrimp dumpling, is limited to 20 cages per day, and it will be sold out only when it is finished.

Qingcheng Xie does not know, just because he first ate casually complimented a good taste, Yu He will get up an hour early every day, at dawn to call the car to wait in front of the store.

"I've brought you lots of good food today, too."

As soon as the ward visits opened at the old time, Yu He walked in with a big paper bag and a smile on his face.

The ward breakfast was already distributed, cereal, fruit, yogurt bread, and even a small can of hazelnut flavored ice cream, but Qingcheng Xie knew Yu He would come, so he didn't touch a single bite.

If he ate the hospital breakfast, Yu He although will not say anything, but the two curtains of small fan-like eyelashes hanging down, not to speak when also some lost, is will make him intolerant.

The meal that Yu He had brought was more to his liking.

Yu He moved the bed in the ward to a small table and opened the boxes of packed breakfast in order, the warm and rich aroma of food immediately filled the single suite with sunlight.

The signature shrimp dumpling is placed in the middle of the restaurant. The skin of the dumpling is wrapped with three fresh shrimps, in addition, the chef also made the pork filling and chopped the tender tips of spring bamboo shoots, the translucent skin is wrapped with the light pink filling.

The sweetness of the bamboo shoots, the firmness of the shrimp, and the finely chopped fresh meat are steamed in this exquisite world to create a fresh and fragrant taste, which will make even your mood happy.

Qingcheng Xie is not a very materialistic person and does not have high requirements for ingredients, but still could not resist eating three or five of them.

He wondered if it was because Yu He had arrived that his appetite had changed for the better, and that food was no longer a necessary nutrient such as carbohydrates and vitamins, but had finally become a part of his life again.

With fragrance, with taste, and with color.

"Don't be a picky eater." Yu He saw that he only ate that shrimp dumpling, smiled and gave him a throat fried bun, "Come and try this."

This restaurant makes live fermented bun crust, which absorbs the soup from the meat filling in the hot pan, and the bottom is fried to a crispy golden color, then sprinkled with minced green onion and poured with rich Zhenjiang aged vinegar. Qingcheng Xie has not tasted for a long time.

"The cafeteria at Shanghai Medical School sells these live noodle sashimi in the morning." Yu He said, "I didn't expect it to be available in Chinatown."

Qingcheng Xie said, "Thanks for your trouble."

He pushed the second shrimp dumpling to Yu He: "You can have some too."

He did not eat, joking, a total of twenty cages of things, he asked for five cages at once almost did not be the back of the Chinese boss swung the leading cane to break his legs.

"I don't want it, I want it sweet." Yu He said, taking the small can of hazelnut ice cream from the hospital tray that had been left out in the cold.

Qingcheng Xie frowned, even though he and Yu He already had such a relationship, he still used to say to the young man in the tone of an elder: "You can't eat ice in the morning."

The ice cream was taken away by Qingcheng Xie without a doubt, replaced by a tissue handed to him, Qingcheng Xie looked into Yu He's eyes.

"That's not how you've been coping with breakfast for the past two years."

"No ah."

In fact, at that time he did not care about anything in the morning, a cup of ginger tea, a cookie, even do not want to make fire.

Qingcheng Xie seemed to see through him, "Don't do that again."

Yu He laughed: "Then you go back and make me chicken soup wontons every day, okay?"

Qingcheng Xie said, without thinking, "Yes."

Yu He's heart warmed up and said, "Then how about you feed me?"

He was just teasing when he was in love, but Qingcheng Xie lowered his eyelids and directly took a crystal full shrimp dumpling and handed it to his mouth.

"...... You're twenty-five years old and you're still acting like a little kid. Open your mouth."

Yu He was stunned, he did not expect Qingcheng Xie would really give him whatever he wanted, not even a second's hesitation, although still admonishing him, but let him fool around.

Yu He looked at him, his almond eyes did not blink, and then opened his mouth and bit into the shrimp dumpling.

"How was it? Did it get cold?"

Yu He let the freshness and fragrance melt in his mouth, and his heart seemed to melt with it.

He looked at his Dr. Xie like a homing beast, then his snow-white teeth nibbled on the tip of the chopsticks that Qingcheng Xie had not yet had time to retrieve, like a small animal that had been fed, rubbing the back of its master's hand to show its docility and friendliness.

"Hot." His dark eyes looked up at him and said, "It's hot."

After breakfast, Qingcheng Xie rested on his bed for a while.

Yu He brought his laptop with him, and when he took a nap, he sat next to it and typed away at some of the things that were going on in the management of Meiyu's private hospital.

Qingcheng Xie occasionally looked at him sideways, Yu He still had the same look between his eyebrows as when he was studying, but when he was working, he already showed a more distinctive coldness and calmness than Jiwei He did before.

Perhaps Yu He is never any easy light, in the view of outsiders, he is civilized, quiet, deep in mind, not at all approachable, but when facing himself, he is still a little kid, can show that clean to almost some innocent smile.

Yu He was halfway through the internal documents of the board of directors when he noticed Qingcheng Xie's gaze and looked up with a slight question.

Yu He smiled a little and explained, "There are some projects that would be better if I helped them look at them."

Qingcheng Xie nodded, "That's good. You go on."

Yu He went back to work.

Qingcheng Xie shifted his gaze to the window and watched the streaming clouds for a while.

In the past few days he had been with Yu He, his little boy had become understanding, considerate, calm, and had that naive and energetic look in his eyes that he missed so much.

Yu He would talk to him about what had happened in the past two years, would dawdle in his room and refuse to leave, would bring him breakfast and tell him jokes ...... All in all, everything was fine.

However, Qingcheng Xie always felt that there was something wrong.

He always felt that, in addition to maturity, Yu He seemed to have some changes that he was not quite comfortable with ......

What is it?

What is wrong with it ......

Just watching, Yu He lifted his head from the computer screen again, pursed his lips, and said a little uneasily, "Is there something on my face?"

"...... doesn't have it." Qingcheng Xie said, "Can you get the book on the coffee table for me? I want to read for a while."

Yu He put down his notebook and got up, but instead of helping Qingcheng Xie get his books, he sat on the edge of his hospital bed and smiled and kissed the corner of his forehead.

"Stop reading and listen to the book, okay? I'm worried you're using your eyes too much."

The kiss was gentle, but fleeting, the touch of lips still on the skin, Yu He has gone to the table to get the Bluetooth headset.

Last night Yu He gave him a lot of listening software, which has a full range of categories, from online novels to classic commentaries.

Qingcheng Xie sighed, "My eyes are fine, the doctor has explained to you, don't worry too much."

When Qingcheng Xie was first admitted to the private hospital, the therapist mentioned the high-tech prosthetic eye they were developing and testing on a small scale, but Qingcheng Xie was so distraught at the time that he didn't really listen.

Now, some years later, the United States Hospital, which has its roots in the Dela Man tissue technology, has made further breakthroughs in the development of prosthetic eyes.

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"Just like your leg prosthesis, it is almost impossible to tell that it is artificial." The hospital also explained very carefully with Yu He, introduced a whole bunch of materials Yu He did not understand, after speaking a series of terms, the doctor paused, looked at the highest education for high school He boss with a very compassionate gaze, picked a simple to speak, "In short, it is no different from his previous eyes, and is not the kind of market ordinary that is only used to fill and no practical effect You can ask him yourself, this pair of prosthetic eyes is very good, we recommended it to him when he first came to the hospital. Look, he doesn't even need to wear glasses now."

Yu He really stared at Qingcheng Xie's eyes for a while.

Still the pair of peach blossom eyes, exactly as before imitation, still very beautiful, and even a little translucent glazed color.

The prosthetic eye transplantation technology, which was tested internally, exquisitely reconstructs the bridge of vision. The hospital's partner, a laboratory in Honolulu that Cuizhen Duan's teacher, Mr. Zhou, had established, took a very different path from Cuizhen Duan's Dela Man.

"But it's a test item anyway." Yu He flexed his knuckles and gently touched Qingcheng Xie's eyelids, whispering, "Although it seems fine now, but what will happen later, no one can say, it is better to be careful."

So he insisted that Qingcheng Xie listen to books and not read them.

Qingcheng Xie is quite unhappy about listening to books - he's still old school in the end, thinking like his father.

The same is a "Nightingale Collection", he looked at it himself, he felt that he was studying, take the cell phone app a play, then it is different, then it became a pastime entertainment.

Qingcheng Xie does not like pastime entertainment, he finally not too happy to take off the headphones, simply closed his eyes, closed eyes meditation.

Yu He thought he was tired, and put down the work on his hands, and went over to put a shirt on his shoulders. During the process he looked at Qingcheng Xie's handsome face for a while, a long time, about half a minute.

Qingcheng Xie thought Yu He would bow down and kiss him. After half a minute had passed, Yu He went back to the computer, opened the work group, and continued to communicate with his colleagues!

"......"

As the shadow Yu He cast on him left, Qingcheng Xie slowly opened his eyes and frowned slightly as he watched the young man's busy figure nearby.

He seems to understand Yu He is what is wrong ......