Zuo Jia's movements are gentle and close to Fu Rongting, so that Fu Rongting can smell the faint fragrance on her body.
Fu Rongting's life at home is very delicate, but when he is in the army or on duty, he can make do with it. Since he became an adult, no one has taken care of him like this for a long time.
Zuo Jia has the potential to be a good wife and mother.
After wiping her hair, Zuo Jia pulls Fu Rongting to the bed. In fact, she is very embarrassed to sleep with Fu Rongting, but she can't bear to let him sleep directly on the cold ground.
In order to prevent Zuo Jia from falling out of bed, Fu Rongting sleeps on the outside and Zuo Jia sleeps on the inside of the tent.
The bed is not big, so no matter how Zuo Jia shrinks in, her back can still touch Fu Rongting's back.
So close, Zuo Jia couldn't sleep anyway.
She wanted to turn over, but turning over meant that she would meet Fu Rongting again. When she lay on her side and her body was almost stiff, Fu Rongting turned around and fished her into her arms.
Zuo Jia was surprised and pushed him: "Fu Rongting!"
"Well."
Fu Rongting's voice is light, and he can't hear any emotion, but Zuo Jia thinks his body is very hot, like a small stove.
"Next time, don't be soft hearted. Sleeping in the same bed with a man is very dangerous. Be cruel and let him sleep on the ground. "
He held Zuo Jia, moved his arm, let her lie more comfortable, whispered: "don't be afraid, I can't do anything, just want you to have a good sleep."
Zuojia's heart beats like a drum. If she is held by him like this, she can't sleep any more, OK?
She kindly asked him to go to bed, but he told her.
Zuojia bit his lip and thought, let him sleep on the floor next time!
After one night, Fu Rongting did nothing. He was a gentleman, and Zuo Jia didn't know when he fell asleep in his arms.
His embrace is very warm. In the deep winter, it's cold, but Zuo Jia feels warm all over.
After getting up, Zuo Jia felt embarrassed and did not dare to look into Fu Rongting's eyes.
But she soon found that Fu Rongting was indifferent. It seemed that he just had a sleep with a piece of wood last night.
Zuo Jia comforted herself a little by deceiving herself. She thought she was hugged by a piece of wood.
After a fairly simple breakfast, Fu Rongting drove Zuo Jia to the airport.
There seems to be no reluctance to part, only relaxation.
When Zuo Jia drags his suitcase to board the plane, he secretly makes up his mind that he will never come back, nor will he meet Fu Rongting again.
Thanks to Fu Rongting is a gentleman, otherwise I don't know what will happen last night!
Zuojia goes home in the snow. Standing in front of the French window of the villa, she looks at the vast expanse of white outside the window and suddenly thinks of Fu Rongting.
The climate of W city is warm in winter and seldom snows. K city is a little colder than w City. I don't know if it snows now?
Will he still take a shower and go to bed without wiping his hair?
Maybe, in order to carry out the task, he can't even sleep?
Fugitives should not run around in broad daylight. They usually run for their lives when the night is dark and the wind is high and their sight is poor.
Zuo Jia thought for a while, then suddenly he laughed.
It seems that it's good to know more than one friend. At least her mind won't be full of louziling.
Zuo Jia returned to work in the government. With Zuo Yan, the mayor's father, her daily work is quite smooth. No one will be difficult for her.
It's just that there are so many pursuers that make her difficult.
Less than a week after work, bad news came from home.
Zuo Jia's grandfather Xi Guohua was critically ill with cerebral hemorrhage. The hospital issued a death notice to let his family prepare for the future.
Xi Ying cried and fainted several times. When Zuo Jia arrived, there were many people in the ward guarding Xi Guohua.
Xi Ying's eyes are red and swollen. She holds her father's hand in one hand and wipes her tears in the other: "Dad, Jiajia has come to see you. Don't you like her best? You take her name. Open your eyes and have a look at her
Zuo Jia could hardly believe that the old man lying in bed was his grandfather!
Half a month ago, she also met him, strong body, but also wearing glasses to work at the desk, the spirit is very good!
At that time, he was still trying his best to make her and Fu Rongting, and he loved to make fun of them.
His hearty laughter, even so clear!
Zuo Jia came forward to hold Xi Guohua's other hand, tears fell down: "grandfather, I'm Jia Jia, grandfather, wake up, don't scare me, OK?"
Maybe this is Xi Guohua's favorite granddaughter, who is also the most worried. Hearing Zuo Jia's voice, he slowly opened his eyes after three days without opening them.
He recognized for a while, and then realized that the girl in front of him was the one he had loved since childhood.
He wanted to raise his hand to touch his granddaughter's head, but he failed to raise it after several attempts."Good girl, don't cry..."
His voice is too low to be heard, but Zuo Jia hears it.
This is his usual way to coax her.
My grandfather always treats her as a child who hasn't grown up. When eating, he will say "jiajiaguai". When drinking water, he will also say "jiajiaguai". Every time he visits him, he will say "my Jiajia is the best".
Zuo Jia couldn't help crying: "grandfather, get better soon. I don't want you to lie like this. I don't like it!"
She has been obedient since childhood, and is not afraid of injection. She seldom cries. Xi Guohua has never seen her granddaughter cry like this.
He was worried, and his hand was lifted at last.
His fingers don't listen to the left Jia wipe tears: "don't cry, don't cry, grandfather is OK..."
He spoke very hard. He had no strength to finish this sentence. After a while, he fell into a deep coma again.
Zuo Jia and Xi Ying lie beside the bed, crying almost to death.
Zuo Yan and some of the officers who came to visit Xi Guohua were looking at him, and their eyes were slightly red.
After a while, Fu Rongting's grandfather Fu Sheng and his father Fu Min all came to see Xi Guohua.
Fu Rongting did not come, his special task has not been completed, can not leave without authorization.
Fu Sheng came forward and called Xi Guohua a few words, but he did not respond.
"Xiaoying, Jiajia, stop crying."
Fu Sheng patted Xi Ying on the shoulder and touched Zuo Jia's head. His voice was heavy: "old Xi is not in good condition. I'll send him to the intensive care unit first. I'll call the best doctor for him!"
Xi Guohua has actually had an operation, but the effect is very little.
Fu Sheng discussed with the team of doctors in the military hospital. After consulting Xi Ying, he decided to operate on him again.
On the day after the operation, Xi Guohua woke up again.
This time, he was very clear headed, so he immediately began to talk about his future.
His daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter and his good comrades in arms are all around. Xi Guohua is very pleased.