How many good brothers do you have? | BL, MTL

Chapter 169: Who did you write your confession letter to?

When Jian Shangwen returned from the hospital, it was already getting late outside.

He stood on the street side of the hospital. The early spring weather in City A was very warm. He went to the ward on the same floor where his grandfather was. The old man had been in poor health for the past two days, but now with better medical equipment, his condition would be much better.

When Jian Shangwen arrived, the old man was listening to Peking opera in the ward.

"Grandpa." Jian Shangwen entered the ward and asked with a smile, "How are you feeling recently?"

The old man glanced back, slightly surprised: "Shang Wen is here?"

Jian Shangwen smiled and said, "Sorry to bother you?"

"How could that be?" The old man said excitedly, "Grandpa is so happy to see you."

Jian Shangwen came over with a smile. He adjusted the old man's bed, sat next to him and said, "I have been busy with work recently and have not been able to come to see you."

The old man said, "You have your work to do, Grandpa knows."

Jian Shangwen took out the fruit he had brought, peeled it and said, "When I'm done with work, I'll come and spend more time with you."

The old man looked at his frail figure and said with some distress: "You are busy with work, so don't worry about me. If you have time, you should also think more about yourself. Look at you, you are not young anymore, and you don't have anyone to accompany you. Your parents have not been around since you were a child. You have been alone all these years. Grandpa is old, and I don't know how many years I can accompany you. I am worried about you."

Jian Shangwen paused while peeling the fruit, then smiled and said, "You're a long-lived person, don't talk nonsense."

The old man shook his head gently and said, "I know my health, but I am most worried about you. You have been sensible since childhood, and you keep everything to yourself. When you encounter something, there is no one around to discuss it with..."

Jian Shangwen listened quietly, but his thoughts drifted away.

Just then, the phone next to me vibrated.

He picked it up. It was a text message from Shen Yi. It also contained a photo of vegetables and some fresh food. Shen Yi's message was concise and to the point. He said, "I'll make eel rice tonight. Come over if you're free."

Jian Shangwen typed: Director Shen cooks personally?

Shen Yi replied to him after a while: Have I ever asked you to do anything?

Jian Shangwen just laughed.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that Shen Yi is the one who cooks most of the time. This is really strange. Shen Yi comes from a famous family and has a prominent status, but most of the time, he is the one who takes care of himself.

The old man was still talking. When he saw Jian Shangwen in a daze, he asked, "Shangwen?"

Jian Shangwen came back to his senses, looked at him, smiled and said, "I understand."

The old man asked, "Really?"

"Yeah." Jian Shangwen nodded.

His phone vibrated slightly. It was a message from Fu Jincheng. His message was brief and to the point. He asked, "Where are you? Are you with Liang Shen?"

Jian Shangwen frowned slightly: "You sent someone to check on me?"

Fu Jincheng did not answer, but said: "The Liang family is in turmoil and unsafe now, you should have less contact with him."