Because she knew that YangYang was blind, Fang Chu could look at him unscrupulously.
YangYang didn't know that he was being watched, and even if he knew he might not react.
Fang Chu sent him back to his room.
When I went in, two nurses came out with Liu Tai's things: "All these sent to Mr. Liu's house?"
"Send it all, Mr. Liu has to take care of others, did you just take a video before entering his room?" Another nurse said, "I hope he doesn't blackmail us, saying that we stole something from him. ."
These two nurses didn't know Fang Chu, but they both knew YangYang, and when they saw YangYang, they said "Hello, Mr. Yian".
YangYang asked: "Is someone going to move out?"
One of the nurses knew that Liu Tai likes to make things difficult for YangYang.
Among all the guests, the nurses hated the most arrogant Liu Tai. Usually they were not less angry with Liu Tai, but now they heard that Liu Tai was kicked out, and they all applauded: " Congratulations to Mr. Yian, the guest who left is Liu Tai."
YangYang Yian nodded, then followed Fang Chu's footsteps into the elevator.
The space in the elevator was small, and Fang Chu could smell the faint scent of Yangyang.
The price of this nursing home is high, and the service is naturally much better than other places. The toiletries are all high-end products that are hard to buy on the market. The fragrance and laundry detergent in the wardrobe are slightly bitter orange blossom or white tea fragrance, and probably the shampoo and shower gel too. I don't know if it was the care Neng chose for YangYang. The supplies, or the supplies that yangYang wanted for this fragrance, were very suitable for yangYang.
Fang Chu does not believe that YangYang is an optimistic person. YangYang has only lost his light for a year. Even a very strong person can hardly come out in just one year.
What's more, YangYang was only nineteen years old when he became blind.
Youth Over Flowers is the best time in one's life. It is difficult for anyone to accept such a blow.
But YangYang doesn't look decadent at all, it's not the kind of cleanliness that has been taken care of, but the cleanness and purity from the inside out. Like a crystal.
But the more this is the case, the more pitiful it will be.
"What conflicts have arisen between you and Mr. Liu?"
YangYang shook his head helplessly: "He said I called him ugly, but I'm blind, if he doesn't speak, I can't find his existence, and how can I know if he is ugly or not? ?"
Liu Tai is narrow-minded and has high self-esteem. It is not easy for him to get into this position. Once he gets in, he feels that he is invincible, and everyone has to hold him. In Lai Fumei's eyes, he is just a man who wants to eat swan meat. No matter how rich or high-ranking he is, he is not as handsome and handsome as a young man who is not greasy at all. After this fact was exposed, Liu Tai accepted his incompetence, All the anger was vented on YangYang.
If it weren't for the strong background of the sanatorium and the investment of the Fang family, Liu Tai would never be as simple as humiliating YangYang.
Fang Chu opened the door for YangYang.
"What tea do you want to drink?" Fang Chu boiled a pot of hot water, "There are roses in the refrigerator, how about rose ginseng tea?"
"Good."
The water was still boiling, Fang Chu added roses, ginseng and red dates into the transparent cup.
He looked at the tea set here.
Although the tea sets are exquisite, they are not unique. Other guests also use the same tea sets.
In Fang Chu's eyes, YangYang is unique, so she should use something completely different.
YangYang groped in front of the sofa, and he sat on the sofa.
After the tea became cold, Fang Chu sent it to YangYang.
"Thank you." YangYang picked up the cup to take a sip.
A loose.
Fang Chu saw it with sharp eyes, and quickly went to help YangYang's wrist.
Fang Chu has a very good figure, the high-definition shirt is tightly attached to the upper body after being wet, the muscles of the chest and abdomen are firm and lumpy, much stronger than the average person.
YangYang noticed that the tea was spilled, so he put the cup on the table: "Excuse me, Mr. Fang, did you get burned?"
He subconsciously groped ahead, and put a hand on Fang Chu's broad shoulder: "Mr. Fang?"
Fang Chu's face changed slightly.
The hand on his shoulder was obviously weak, but he couldn't push it away.
YangYang finally touched the wet chest, the muscles here were extremely hard and very hot: "It's actually all wet. Sorry, you go to the bathroom and wipe it now, the master bedroom has mine Clothes, you see if they fit you properly."
Fang Chu glanced at YangYang.
YangYang's expression was really dazed, and he was a little sad, as if he didn't expect such a thing to happen at all.
It was clearly YangYang who did something wrong, but for a moment, Fang Chu felt that he was committing a crime.
Fang Chu went to YangYang's bathroom.
He took a towel and wiped it on his shirt, but naturally it didn't dry. Fortunately, only the shirt was wet, so he took off his clothes and threw them into the dryer.
It takes about half an hour to dry.
The skin is white and the legs are long, and any color of clothes can be controlled.
Fang Chu couldn't wear YangYang's clothes.
Jokes, he is now 1.92 meters, with strong bronze muscles, YangYang is 1.75 meters, thin, Fang Chu wearing YangYang's clothes will definitely break.
If the clothes she likes are damaged, will YangYang cry?
Fang Chu had seen YangYang smiling, but he had never seen YangYang cry.
It's lovable - maybe even more heartbreaking to cry.
However, YangYang can wear Fang Chu's clothes. Fang Chu took off his shirt and used it as pajamas for YangYang.
Fang Chu has seen YangYang's bedroom and bathroom. Today, the color of the bedroom is beige, and the four-piece suit is solid color. The nurses take care of it very neatly.
No sunscreen.
Fang Chu came out: "YangYang, I'll borrow your dryer."
YangYang nodded: "Okay."
Fang Chu gave him another cup of rose ginseng tea. The fragrance of roses, the bitterness of ginseng, and the sweetness of red dates were mixed together, and the tea tasted slightly sweet.
YangYang's pale lips became more moist after being soaked in water, the warm water flow made his snow-white face a little crimson, and his lips slowly turned red, which made Fang Chu think of the villa wall for no reason Full of roses.
If the petals are raining, it is probably the color of YangYang's lips at this time.
When YangYang handed the empty cup to Fang Chu, he accidentally touched Fang Chu's arm.
Fang Chu is not wearing a top at this time, there is no top to wear here.
YangYang froze for a moment: "Mr. Fang, are you not wearing a shirt?"
Fang Chu thought that YangYang suspected that he had ulterior motives. After all, YangYang was too good-looking, and it was a shame to be a tall adult man in his room without a shirt. It doesn't fit properly."
YangYang handed him the thin blanket beside him: "It's cold, you put on a blanket first, otherwise it's easy to catch a cold. Sorry, I was too careless today."
It turned out to be about myself.
Fang Chu is not afraid of the cold, he won't catch a cold if he takes a cold shower in winter, YangYang is now wearing a warm sweater, and Fang Chu is only wearing a thin shirt.
YangYang can't see, he can only push himself and others, he himself is afraid of the cold: "There is no heating yet, you can turn on the air conditioner."
"No, I'm not cold." Fang Chu looked at YangYang's face and was surprised at first sight. He thought it would be good to see it, but yangYang made people look more and more I think it looks good, even far better than the first glance, "The clothes will dry in ten minutes."
YangYang said, "Is Mr. Fang very tall? I like looser clothes, you should be able to wear them. Some of the clothes are brand new without their tags."
Fang Chu hooked her lips: "I am one meter ninety-two."
Most men who are over 1.85 meters tall can't wait to mark it on their forehead. Fang Chu didn't care about this before, after all, height is just icing on the cake for him, at best, it's easier to play basketball.
Right now there is something inexplicable.
YangYang was a little envious: "So tall, my clothes are really not suitable for you."
The scheduled time for the dryer came, and with a "didi" sound, Fang Chu took out his shirt.
The expensive haute couture shirt is already wrinkled, and Fang Chu has never worn such a wrinkled shirt in his life. He didn't see the iron, and even if he did, he didn't bother to take the time to iron it.
Fang Chu put on his shirt.
YangYang knew that Fang Chu was leaving.
He guessed that Fang Chu was not working as a full-time nurse and might have other jobs.
It was already evening when Fang Chu returned home, the hollow carved iron gate slowly opened, a low-key black luxury car drove in, parked on the green lawn, and the crystal clear water column of the fountain was changing in different poses.
He seldom came back so early, Fang Chu was busy with business on weekdays, and spent less than half of the time in this villa every month. Apart from the security guards, servants, and housekeepers, there are actually no other people in this huge place.
The housekeeper looked at the wrinkled shirt on Fang Chu's body, he couldn't believe his eyes - Fang Chu was always dressed neatly.
He walked over: "Mr. Fang, do you want to take a shower and change your clothes now?"
Fang Chu was absent-minded: "I'll go for a walk in the garden."
It is already autumn, except for some evergreen trees, other trees are beginning to lose their leaves.
Exudes a refreshing sweet fragrance.
Fang Chu picked a rose that was climbing on the wall.
This month should be the last month that it blooms, the weather is getting colder every day, and the flowers will wither.
It doesn't seem like YangYang's lips are as pretty.