Chapter 636

Shen Zhiyu sat by the bed, gently holding Xia Beiqing's face with one hand, and gently coaxed: "it doesn't matter. I'll accompany you. I can't stay at home all the time. If you really feel uncomfortable, I'll bring you back right away, OK?"

Xia Beiqing looked at Shen Zhiyu's eyes, stunned for a while, and nodded his head.

Shen Zhiyu carries Xia Beiqing downstairs and puts him in a wheelchair. Zou Bo is in the hall and says to Xia Beiqing with a smile: "it's sunny outside, young master Beiqing. Have a good time with Mr. Shen."

When Shen Zhiyu pushed Xia Beiqing out of the door, Zou Bo couldn't hold his smile and began to wipe his tears secretly.

It's sunny and windy outside. Shen Zhiyu pushes Xia Beiqing to walk along the road. He's afraid that Xia Beiqing will be bored. Shen Zhiyu keeps chatting with him. Unfortunately, Xia Beiqing can't reply.

Shen Zhiyu picked a flower from the branch and handed it to Xia Beiqing. He said with a smile, "smell it, it's very fragrant."

Xia Beiqing sniffed obediently, then nodded his head.

Shen Zhiyu put the flower in Xia Beiqing's hand: "take it, let's take it back and put it at the head of the bed." 

Xia Beiqing shakes his head.

Shen Zhiyu asked, "what's the matter? Don't you like it? "

Xia Bei tilts the flower, presses the petals down, and then takes the flower to make a slow descent.

Shen Zhiyu understood what he meant. He meant that flowers would wither.

"It doesn't matter. When it's about to wither, we'll make it into dried flowers and put it in a book as a bookmark." Shen Zhiyu said.

Xia Beiqing's eyes brightened for a moment.

Shen Zhiyu touched his head: "see, leaning north, this flower grows on the branch, which can be viewed by people. It can be put on the head of the bed, which can make people smell the fragrance of the flower. If it is afraid of withering, it can also be made into a bookmark. Therefore, no matter what it is, no matter what kind of things it encounters, it can live a different value."

Xia Beiqing gently rotated the flower in his hand and fingered the petals, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Little overlord?" Suddenly, a call came from the distance.

Shen Zhiyu and Xia Beiqing look around at the same time and see a young man coming in front of them. He is about the same age as Xia Beiqing. Shen Zhiyu recognizes him. He used to be a classmate of Xia Beiqing, who was also in class one of grade three in lance middle school.

As the boy approached, he looked at Xia Beiqing in the wheelchair, his eyes moved down slowly, and then looked at his legs under the blanket. The boy was full of amazement: "how do you sit in the wheelchair? What happened?"

Young people are not concerned, that expression is clearly curious and gossip.

Xia Beiqing turned pale.

The boy blinked his eyes and asked: "little overlord, why don't you talk? Don't you know me? "

Shen Zhiyu immediately stepped forward, just like protecting a chicken cub, standing in front of Xia Beiqing.

At this time, the young man noticed Shen Zhiyu and stared at him with incredible eyes: "Mr. Shen? Why are you here? "

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak. He just turned his head and saw Xia Beiqing in the wheelchair with his head buried deep, his hands tightly clenched in the corner of his clothes, shaking uncontrollably. 

Shen Zhiyu immediately reaches out his hand, holds the wheelchair, turns around and leaves with Xia Beiqing, and goes to your home quickly.

Back in the room, Shen Zhiyu helps Xia Beiqing to sit down beside the bed and holds his head in his hand. Just as he wants to speak, Xia Beiqing turns his head to avoid his touch. Then he pulls the quilt around him and wriggles to the corner of the bed. 

Shen Zhiyu knew that he must have been hurt when he met his acquaintances and asked them.