A Disabled Alpha’S Guide To Being Loved Chapter 70
byChapter 70 Those unfamiliar, powerful legs pressed tightly against his muscles…
Cheng Cheng saw Wei Zhi talking about work with He Rui on the balcony through the window, and it felt like a world away.
“Cheng Cheng.” Wei Zhi saw his soul running away and called his name.
“Hey, did you just call me?” Cheng Cheng walked out of the room without knowing it.
Wei Zhi smiled and said, “I’m calling you. What were you thinking about?”
“I didn’t think anything of it.” Cheng Cheng shook his head vigorously, “Should we go to the kindergarten to pick up Little Mint together later?”
Wei Zhi glanced at his watch and frowned slightly: “Not today, there is a video conference to be held later.”
Cheng Cheng hesitated and looked at him: “Brother Wei, is your health really okay? The video conference will take a long time.”
“It doesn’t matter. My health is no longer serious. During the time when I was in coma, the company’s affairs were really piled up, and there are still a few difficult projects. As the boss, I should be involved in solving them.”
Cheng Cheng nodded reluctantly.
He always felt that Wei Zhi seemed to have changed after he woke up. He no longer had the paranoia, nor was he as gentle as before. Instead, he was… a little cold.
He deals with work almost every day, and will talk to Little Mint for a while before going to bed at night, but he is not allowed to play the same father-son game as before.
And he was even more strange to himself.
Wei Zhi said a lot of words of gratitude, but there was no intimacy as before when he lost consciousness. He did not take the initiative to kiss him anymore and was very polite to him.
But how can a husband and wife be described as polite?Those are words that only strangers would use.
Cheng Cheng was puzzled and felt very depressed. Every time he wanted to have a good talk with Wei Zhi, he was always interrupted by something.
This time, he mustered up the courage to stop Wei Zhi loudly: “Brother Wei!”
Wei Zhi’s wheelchair came to a slow stop and he turned back without knowing why: “Xiao Cheng, is there anything else going on?”
“I forgot to tell you. I’m going to the hospital for internship next week. I should be very busy.” Cheng Cheng said impatiently, expecting Wei Zhi to say something.
Wei Zhi only frowned slightly after hearing this, and then nodded: “It doesn’t matter, I have a business trip next Tuesday, about three to five weeks.”
“What!” Cheng Cheng said in shock, “Why didn’t you discuss it with me? You never mentioned this matter at all!”
Wei Zhi explained: “An entertainment company in Beijing has an advanced AI technology, and I will take my team to learn about it.”
“But you never told me! What will happen to Little Mint if you leave? He will miss his father.” Cheng Cheng tried to stop him.
Wei Zhixiang looked at a naive child and said to Cheng Cheng: “Xiao Cheng, we decided last week to study and exchange. This technology is precious and cannot be preempted by other companies in Pujiang. Xiao Mint can video call me every day, and doesn’t he still have you? You can also accompany him.”
“But…” Cheng Cheng wanted to say something more, but Wei Zhi had already turned around and left.
Cheng Cheng lay weakly on the sofa, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and he murmured the unfinished words, “But what about me? Am I going to lose the husband I just got again?”
Whenever he saw Wei Zhi’s cold and ascetic face, Cheng Chengcheng couldn’t help but think wildly.
Late at night, Cheng Cheng listened to the even breathing beside him and stared at the dark ceiling, not daring to move his body.
He stared like this for a while, unable to sleep, so he quietly tilted his head and vaguely saw Wei Zhi’s closed eyes in the darkness. It seemed that he was asleep.
Cheng Cheng couldn’t bear it anymore. He picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, quietly rolled out of bed, and hid in the study room, preparing to call Mu Shiyue who was far away in K City.
Wei Zhi has never expressed that meaning since he woke up, but he still thinks about it.
Just yesterday, Cheng Cheng had clearly hinted to Wei Zhi that he could do some bed exercises today, but he didn’t receive any reply.
“Hey, Doctor Mu.” Cheng Cheng whispered, “I want to ask if the patient’s personality will be different after he wakes up.”
Mu Shiyue pondered for a moment: “There are no common cases that indicate that brain injury will cause personality changes, but it is not impossible. What’s wrong? Is Mr. Wei any different from before?”
“…” Cheng Cheng was silent for a while, holding the phone tightly.
What should I do? Should I tell Mu Shiyue?But he really wanted to find someone to talk to.
There was nothing wrong with Wei Zhi on the surface, and even if he told He Rui, he wouldn’t believe it.
But the more Mu Shi is a doctor, he may be able to believe in himself.
Cheng Cheng said slowly: “Wei Zhi and I used to have a very close relationship, and he even did some paranoid and extreme behaviors, but I can feel that he loves me. Now he is no different from others on the surface, but he is very polite and unfamiliar with me, and even…”
He endured the shame and continued: “We didn’t even have sex as a couple once after he woke up.”
Mu Shiyue paused obviously, with a bit of surprise in his tone: “Didn’t you have a good talk with him about this?”
Cheng Cheng shook his head gently and couldn’t hide the helplessness in his tone: “No chance. He is too busy with work. He leaves early and comes back late every day. Sometimes it is difficult to even meet him.”
“Well… I judge that it is most likely caused by psychological reasons.” Mu Shiyue’s voice returned to professionalism, “If he keeps avoiding talking to you about this matter, you can try to persuade him to go to psychological counseling. Sometimes, there are things that cannot be said to close people, but he can open his heart to outsiders.”
Cheng Cheng couldn’t help but be surprised: “Does he… have a psychological problem?”
“Absolutely.” Mu Shiyue nodded, “Did Mr. Wei have any psychological trauma before he was in coma? After the coma, those traumas may be aggravated, or pseudo-amnesia may occur, which is not conducive to his complete recovery. Another possibility is that he remembers everything that happened during the coma. You have done so much for him, and he feels irreparable guilt. He subconsciously does not want you to work for him anymore, so he deliberately keeps a distance from you and even avoids close contact.”
Cheng Cheng almost exclaimed: “It’s still like this?”
“These are very common, so I suggest you take him to see a psychologist. No matter what the situation is, the psychologist has a corresponding response plan.”
“Okay, thank you…” Cheng Cheng hung up the phone and walked slowly back to the bedroom.
He took a few more glances and found that Wei Zhi was still sleeping soundly. He felt relieved and tiptoed back into bed.
Cheng Cheng originally wanted to persuade Wei Zhi to see a psychiatrist early the next morning, but when he woke up, the bed next to him was already cold, and Wei Zhi had already gone to work.
He hastily forwarded several public account messages he had found yesterday, “Research shows that patients after waking up from coma need to receive regular psychological counseling, otherwise it is very likely to cause xxx.” The results were ignored!
Wei Zhi had no intention of seeing a psychiatrist.
Cheng Cheng calmed down and decided to change his strategy.
He worked all morning, baking a small heart-shaped cake, filling it with cream and putting fruits on it, and prepared to send it to Wei Zhi’s company.
Sometimes we should not be too tough and should use soft policies and sugar-coated bullets.
The young lady at the front desk remained unchanged. She recognized Cheng Cheng, and as soon as she saw him, she knew what was going on and said, “I’ll notify Secretary He for you.”
He Rui hurried over: “Xiao Cheng, the boss is still in a meeting, I will take you up.”
Cheng Cheng successfully entered the president’s office and placed the cake on Wei Zhi’s desk. He felt that this was still not enough.
Thinking about the scenes in those romantic dramas, he gritted his teeth and hid in the large solid wood table.He also unbuttoned a few buttons of his white shirt, revealing his looming chest line.
Since giving birth to little Mint and breastfeeding, his originally tight thin muscles have softened and become white and tender.Even if the chest muscles are deliberately tightened, they will only feel soft to the touch. After the development of the mammary glands, the chest will swell slightly. With a slight squeeze, a shallow gully can be seen.
He was suddenly not sure whether Wei Zhi was unwilling to touch him because he disliked his body.
Just when he was debating whether to unbutton or fasten the buttons, the sound of the wheelchair turning slowly came closer. He hurriedly adjusted his posture, and in a hurry, two holes were opened.
In front of Wei Zhidao’s office, he saw the ajar door and frowned, “Has someone gone in just now?”
He Rui hurriedly explained: “Xiao Cheng came here just now. He said he baked a cake to give to you. Oh, it’s strange, he was still here just now!”
Wei Zhi pushed the door open and walked in. There was no one there at all, only an exquisite heart-shaped cake with transparent packaging sitting quietly on the table.
His eyes glanced around, stopping on the slightly moved documents, and nodded gently: “I understand, you can go out first.”
Listening to the sound of their conversation, Cheng Cheng was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he shrank himself even smaller.
Wei Zhi slowly opened the cake and took two bites with great interest. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a corner of his sleeve exposed behind the table.
He calmly turned the wheelchair and approached the table. Cheng Cheng listened to his voice and felt anxious. Why didn’t he come? His legs were going numb.
In a second, Wei Zhi’s wheelchair stopped in front of him.
But this man seemed to have not seen him at all. His eyes fell on the documents on the table and he was flipping through them slowly!
Cheng Cheng couldn’t bear it any longer and reached out to grab Wei Zhi’s ankle. His voice was a little aggrieved and a little tentative: “Brother Wei.”
Wei Zhi pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows, looking down at the person kneeling under him: “Xiao Cheng, why are you here? Get up quickly.”
Cheng Cheng just kept doing nothing, reaching up to touch up, and deliberately pulled the deep v of his shirt lower: “Don’t you understand what I mean?”
Wei Zhi’s eyes fell on the tender skin under his collarbone. His eyes suddenly darkened, and his Adam’s apple rolled slightly, but he still said in a deep voice: “Put on your clothes.”
However, Cheng Cheng pushed for the next step. He crawled out from under the table, took Wei Zhi’s hand and pushed it towards his chest. His voice was a bit coquettish: “Didn’t you like this place the most before?”
The red cherries stood erect and stretched out the two slightly bulging balls of the white shirt.
Wei Zhi’s fingertips scraped across the shirt, and Cheng Cheng shuddered all over, as if electric current was flowing through his body. He gasped unbearably, stretched out his hand and tightly held onto Wei Zhi’s arm, trying to use his strength to stand up.
As a result, he accidentally fell into Wei Zhi’s arms because his legs were numb and he couldn’t stand firm.
“I’m sorry…my legs are numb.” He said sadly.
What’s even more sad is that he is like this, and Wei Zhi clearly responded but did not take any action. Doesn’t this just mean that Wei Zhi dislikes him.
He felt sour and struggled to get out of Wei Zhi’s arms, but as soon as he moved and brushed against Wei Zhi’s obvious bulge, his wrist was suddenly grabbed hard.
The next second, Wei Zhi leaned over and bit his lip fiercely. Taking advantage of his panicked moment, he pried open his teeth with the tip of his tongue and stirred wantonly in his mouth, greedily absorbing his breath.
Without saying a word the whole time, Cheng Cheng was pressed into a wheelchair, lying on the table with his arms wide open, leaning against the single-sided floor-to-ceiling window…
He finally knew that Wei Zhi didn’t dislike him at all.While looking at the ants-like pedestrians in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he felt that he needed to see a psychiatrist.
Tuesday came as scheduled, Wei Zhi still had to go on a business trip and did not take the advice of seeing a psychiatrist.
“Mom, why are you sighing?” Little Mint was holding a big apple and gnawing on it, and saw Cheng Cheng sighing beside him.
“Alas!” Cheng Cheng hugged Little Mint discouragedly and patted his little butt, “I’m just a little worried about your dad.”
“Dad…Dad is okay.” Little Mint licked the apple juice on her lips and handed the apple to Cheng Cheng’s mouth, “Mom, eat the apple, it’s sweet!”
Cheng Cheng took a bite from his hand, buried his head in Xiao Mint’s soft belly and pretended to cry: “Mom is still very sad, what should I do?”
“Then give the whole apple to mom!” Little Mint put the whole apple in front of him without hesitation.
“Little Mint is so good…”
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During the three weeks, Cheng Cheng was interning in the hospital and was so busy that he almost fell asleep when he got home every day. He had no time to think about anything.
That night, he was lying alone on a comfortable big bed, dreaming, and his dream was full of all kinds of delicious seafood feasts. Just as he was about to reach out to grab it, he suddenly felt a small itching on his body, which made him frown slightly.
He stirred, turned over, and fell into a deeper sleep.
No, something’s wrong!
The itching feeling became more and more obvious, spreading down his waist and abdomen, and the itching in his lower body became even more intense. It was like there were countless thin tentacles wrapped around him tightly, making him breathless and covered with a thin layer of sweat.
He panted slightly and barely opened his eyes a crack. A familiar scent lingered on the tip of his nose, and there was a wet feeling on his body.
He opened the quilt suddenly, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn’t speak for a long time, and his voice was trembling: “Wei Zhi! You… when did you come back?”
Wei Zhi did not raise his head to look at him. He just buried his head and concentrated on what he was doing. His warm breath fell on his skin, making Cheng Cheng couldn’t help but tighten his legs and let out a low exclamation.
Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something earth-shattering. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to open his eyes wide. His mouth opened into an O shape, and he licked his lips dryly. His voice was a little shaky: “You, your legs…are you ready?”
Before Wei Zhi could answer or digest the news, a stronger desire swept over him.
He screamed in confusion, and his whole body was as soft as if he had no bones. In the haze, those unfamiliar, powerful legs pressed tightly against his skin, carrying a scalding temperature…
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The author has something to say: It’s cool (squints)
Banxia novel, a lot of fun