Chapter 30 Getting bolder

After a four-day vacation at the Seaview Hotel, Shen Mingxu returned to the Shen family mansion and went back to his regular routine of going from home to the company.

The weather was getting cold very quickly, and in the early winter, Shen Mingxu had to face the fact that he was completely blind.

He began to try to accept the help of his secretary assistants. When they helped him pour water, they would specifically explain what cup it was, how much was poured, and where it was at hand. There was a special person to help him read the instructions for the documents, and someone would help him convert the original text and materials into voice reading in non-confidential situations. He no longer trapped Yunxi with some daily trivial matters, and he was no longer arrogant and only accepted her help.

"Xiaoxi, go shopping, have a big meal, go back to the welfare home to see the children, and go dance with the teacher."

Hearing him say this, Yunxi approached his wheelchair with interest and asked coquettishly, "You suddenly don't let me accompany you to work, little master, do you dislike me?"

Shen Mingxu slowly raised his hand to touch her long hair and cheek, his fingers gently lingering on the soft and delicate skin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I want you to relax yourself and do something you like. You must be tired of accompanying me to work every day."

"I like you and want to accompany you." Her slender arms circled his shoulders, and she leaned against him gently, half jokingly but actually confessing her love sincerely.

"Then you have to accompany me who can't walk all the time, and you can't run away halfway. I can't see, and I will cry to death if you run away." Being coaxed by his wife, he could be happy all day long. Shen Mingxu smiled and accepted her confession, and he was very happy in his heart.

"Of course." After putting on beautiful makeup, Yunxi kissed Shen Mingxu on the lips like a stamp. She liked to be with him, and there was a reason why she had to be with him.

Even though he could no longer see, the Shen family still had a lot of work to do on Shen Mingxu. There were many procedures, daily affairs that could not be reduced, a huge head office, and more than a dozen subsidiaries. Even if the most core and dark things were not in Shen Mingxu's hands, the work he had to do every day was still very intense.

Perhaps because he was moved by his father and brother's trust in him, a blind person, Shen Mingxu knew that his brother worked much harder than him. In addition to working harder for the benefit of the family, Shen Mingxu didn't know what else he could do as a useless person in the eyes of outsiders.

From absolutely not allowing others to mention it to accepting the initiative to learn, the 30-year-old Shen Mingxu officially began to learn Braille.

After searching for a long time, Yunxi helped to invite a qualified Braille teacher. The teacher was a very young man. He still had some light perception in his eyes. He refused Shen Mingxu's driver to pick him up for class, and he would come to the company to teach Shen Mingxu every time with a blind stick.

Before the class, Yunxi communicated with the teacher and Shen Mingxu separately, asking the teacher to teach patiently and not impatiently, and also asking the students to learn slowly, and only when they find the feeling and confidence can they learn smoothly.

The fact is that the class went very smoothly and happily. As soon as the teacher met Shen Mingxu, he had already taught him how to greet his visually impaired friends. During the class, he held Shen Mingxu's hand and showed him the tools of Braille, which opened the door to a new world for Shen Mingxu.

The spare time was more interesting and meaningful. The teacher was particularly good at chatting. Often, he taught Shen Mingxu a lot of life skills and gave him a lot of help.

"Xiaoxi, I learned to pour water, write, and... and..." After meeting the Braille teacher, Shen Mingxu even became more cheerful. The teacher taught him the small details of eating and dressing. Many blind people have their own experience, and he will naturally pass it on to you, which often makes people feel enlightened.

"It's really great. This is only for those who are willing to work hard. You are becoming more and more confident now." Sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed forward, Shen Mingxu kept sharing with Yunxi. Of course, she was happy to see that he was in such a good mood, and smiled and sent him back to the room.

"I can do it myself." When they arrived at the familiar room, even though the color blocks in front of him were dim, Shen Mingxu could still tell where the window was and the direction of the bed.

Seeing him reach out to hold the wheel rim of the wheelchair, Yunxi slowly let go of her hand and handed the wheelchair to him. Shen Mingxu pushed the wheelchair forward and accurately let the foot pedal touch the bed. He reached out and touched the bed to determine the direction and distance, then turned the wheelchair and adjusted it to an angle suitable for him to move from the wheelchair to the bed.

Shen Mingxu had just washed his hair, and the broken hair on his forehead had grown a little longer, hanging softly on his eyelashes. He closed his eyes, and the sunken eye sockets and hair mixed together, and the shadows cast on his face with his long eyelashes, as if he could still see it, and he dreamed back to the 22-year-old boy when they first met.

"I can do it myself, you go take a shower."

Since he said it was okay, Yunxi naturally had to give him some trust, and after saying it, she really went to the bathroom.

The big bed in their bedroom was specially customized for the height of the wheelchair. Shen Mingxu moved to the bed by himself, and he had practiced many times.

The right leg will move from the pedal to the floor by itself. Shen Mingxu then moves his left leg and holds the weak calf. When he feels the drooping left toe touch the ground, he releases his left leg. He moves his legs under the pedal, supports the bed with one hand and the wheelchair with the other. He tilts his body and puts the weight of his body on his right leg. His butt slowly leaves the wheelchair cushion and he stands up with his body bent.

With both hands on the bed, Shen Mingxu does not need to turn his right foot hard. He has long legs, so as long as he tilts his body, he can sit his right buttocks on the bed steadily.

The posture is not good-looking. He can't see it, but he is quite picky. He knows that this posture of supporting, supporting and bending the waist is not good-looking, but he only has one strong leg. In order to transfer safely, he has to do it this way.

When moving his left leg to the bed with his hands, Shen Mingxu can still do it with one hand. After a long period of bed rest and no rehabilitation exercises, there is no muscle in the left thigh now, only a little weak soft meat hanging on the femur.

Because of the loss of a large amount of muscle that cannot wrap and support the joints, the left leg is curled up and the knee is protruding and cannot be straightened. The skinny leg is actually more difficult to take care of. Forcing it to straighten will cause unbearable twitching. It is necessary to use a pillow to cushion it to make it bend, so that Shen Mingxu will not feel painful from leaning on the bed.

As his self-care ability gradually improved, Shen Mingxu had more ideas. He placed crutches at the head of the bed, and when he got up at night, he had to use crutches to go to the bathroom by himself.

After the first successful attempt, Shen Mingxu became bolder. He could not see his route clearly, but he was very familiar with the bedroom for two people. He had to get up again tonight. After slowly moving his body and sitting up, he even touched the little hand of the person sleeping next to him.

Once riddled with holes, now there is an artificial knee and a steel plate in the skinny left leg. This leg is always uncomfortable. In fact, Shen Mingxu woke up because of the dull pain in his cold paralyzed leg. Sitting on the bed, he massaged his left leg twice. Worried about waking up Yunxi, he found his crutches and slowly stood up, not paying too much attention to his paralyzed left leg.

Although his left leg could not move, it was contracted and bent. Shen Mingxu stood firmly on his right leg, and began to tap the ground with his crutches slightly outward. After taking a step, he changed his mind and wanted to go to the bathroom outside the bedroom, not wanting to disturb Yunxi in the bedroom.

The change of route was based on the room layout he remembered, so Shen Mingxu was already very good, but he still walked a few inches off. His right crutch hit the edge of the sofa outside and he fell down.

What woke Yunxi was the sound of the crutch sliding on the floor.

"Xiaoxu? Xiaoxu...what's wrong with you..." Yunxi couldn't touch the man beside him before opening his eyes, and began to speak to him as loudly as possible.

"Here, the sofa..." He leaned on the armrest of the sofa, his arm hurt from the crutches, and most importantly, he felt embarrassed, and finally woke up his sleeping lover.

Ignoring the dizziness from suddenly standing up, Yunxi quickly walked out of the bedroom. From a distance, she saw Shen Mingxu's tall body leaning on the sofa. Her worries were mostly put to rest, and she even wanted to go over and pat his butt.

The left leg was probably not in good condition. She saw that the left leg, which was completely slender due to the pulling, was dragging on the floor. The fragile knee was kneeling on the floor, and she didn't know how much force it was under. The ankle was extremely slender, and the thin and pale foot was sprained. It would probably be bruised the next day.

"I'm here. Where are you hurt? Are you going to get something? I'll help you next time. Be good, my high-demand baby." Touching his neck and patting his butt, Yunxi felt relieved when she felt that he could move both hands.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Shen Mingxu replied sullenly with his head tilted on the sofa.

"Hold on, wait for me."

Seeing that it was not easy for him to sit on the sofa in this position, Yunxi asked him to lie down and wait, and she quickly pushed the wheelchair over, and helped the man who was almost a head taller than her to sit in the wheelchair. Yunxi dared to say to him, "The bathroom in the room is not big enough for you? Huh?" "I'm afraid of

waking you up."

"So every time I use the bathroom, I wake you up?"

Turning the wheelchair around, Yunxi sent Shen Mingxu to the bathroom in the bedroom. With a wheelchair, he could move more steadily by himself. When he was ready and came out of the bathroom, Shen Mingxu stretched out his hands to hug Yunxi and apologized to her.

"Wife, I know I was wrong." When he returned to the bed, before he could get out of the wheelchair, Shen Mingxu had already thrown himself into Yunxi's arms and acted like a spoiled child.

"You, you just think too much, why don't you just do whatever is convenient for you?" Stroking the ends of his hair and his thin back, Yunxi was reluctant to say anything to him, but she was afraid of what to do if he broke his left leg again?

"I can't see, but it's not bad. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful at the age of 25." He couldn't see with his eyes, so he had to look with his heart. His cold and slender fingers slowly touched Yunxi's face. Shen Mingxu's fingertips were full of deep affection for his lover.

Young lovers are often moved by love. Why is it difficult for older people to be moved by emotions?

One day, Shen Zhongheng was rarely at home, because he rarely sat in the study for a long time. Yunxi deliberately dawdled and didn't want to go out. She said that her period was coming and she was not feeling well, so she asked Shen Mingxu to go to the company by himself.

Holding a cup of flower tea, Yunxi's hands were steady and her steps were light. She stood outside Shen Zhongheng's study without anyone noticing.

"I want to keep it. You don't know, my little son is weak and disabled. He has suffered so much. I asked someone to calculate it. It turns out that my little son is taking responsibility for the Shen family and me. He suffers so much because he is a child of the Shen family..."

Looking at Shen Zhongheng who spoke respectfully on the other end of the phone, Yunxi could imagine that what that person wanted was definitely not ordinary.

"So, I want to keep offering sacrifices for my youngest son..."

After a silence, Shen Zhongheng spoke carefully, "I don't mean to ask you to raise the price, you... Thank you, it's too much, I will definitely consider it." He thanked repeatedly, and Yunxi could imagine his humble look through the heavy wooden door. It turned out

that in order to have enough money, the Buddha worshipped under the banner of the youngest son could also be not worshipped. Yunxi turned around and took the teacup and left quickly, and a look of contempt that had never been seen before appeared on her beautiful face.