Chapter 15

The next morning, when Fu Zhen woke up, it was already eight o'clock. For a long time, he did not sleep until dawn like today.

His leg didn't hurt as much as last night. After getting out of bed, he went to the kitchen and gave himself a hand of noodles. Then he went back to his bedroom and began to draw.

Most of the other tenants in the rental room have gone out to work. Now it is much quieter than at night. He has the chronicle of Shazhou in his mobile phone, his eyes are fixed on the computer, and he is concentrating on the draft he drew yesterday.

Tang quwan learned from Fu Ting's assistant that Fu Ting wanted to buy the copyright of Shazhou chronicle from Fu Zhen. He went directly to Fu Jianchen's company, took the elevator to the top floor, and went outside Fu Jianchen's office.

She didn't knock on the door. She just pushed the door and broke in. She sat down on the sofa and said to Fu Jianchen, "Dad, I heard that the copyright of Shazhou chronicle is in Fu Zhen's hands. Do you want to buy the copyright from him?"

Fu Jianchen saw Tang bend and burst in like this, and his face did not see anger. He turned over the document in his hand again. Er, he could not see the joy and anger on his face.

Tang curved some unhappy, small face immediately collapsed down, said to Fu Jianchen: "forget it, I don't want to shoot, you don't buy."

Fu Jianchen raised his head and looked at Tang bending on the sofa: "if you like, buy it."

"I don't want it!" Tang refused, and now buying the copyright of Shazhou chronicle is like giving Fu Zhen money. She didn't expect that Fu Zhen could survive in Pinghai city.

However, it's good to let him live and experience the sufferings of this world. However, if Fu Jianchen is asked to send him another sum of money, she will never accept it.

Tang suddenly got up from the sofa and stepped on her high-heeled shoes to the desk. She bent down and put her chin in her hands. She said to Fu Jianchen, "Dad, shall we go and see Fu Zhen?"

Fu Jianchen raised his head, and his brow frowned slightly. It seemed that he was not satisfied with Tang's proposal. He asked, "what is he doing?"

After all, he is your son. Let's have a look. If Fu Zhen doesn't have a good life

Don bowed for a moment and continued, "we can help him."

Fu Jianchen pursed his lips. He really wanted to see how Fu Zhen was now, but he didn't want to go with Tang Duan, but seeing Tang's eyes, he was just like before and had no way to refuse her proposal.

"Wait till I finish processing these documents."

"All right." Tang returned to the sofa, turned on his mobile phone and started his micro blog.

Fu Jianchen finished processing several documents in his hand, and it was almost noon. He took Tang quwan to the western restaurant for lunch. It happened that there was a women's clothing store next to the western restaurant. Fu Jianchen had nothing to do with Tang's to buy some new clothes.

Fu Zhen finished drawing a picture of Shazhou chronicle's co-worker. He stood up from the computer, stretched, raised his hand and beat him gently on his back.

He turned his head and looked at the small alarm clock at the head of his bed. It was almost evening. Fu Zhen didn't feel hungry when he was drawing before. Now his stomach is growling.

Fu Zhen took 200 yuan from his wallet and went downstairs to buy two bottles of painkillers in the pharmacy, and then went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables.

There was a black Bentley at the entrance of the corridor. It was very difficult for them to see such a luxury car in this shabby place. Fu Zhen couldn't help looking at it more.

It doesn't matter. Bentley's door was opened, and out of it came a young woman in a beige coat, her face covered in sunglasses and a mask.

The woman turned her head and faced Fu Zhen, then raised her hand to remove the sunglasses from her face.

The woman's skin is white, her facial features are delicate, and her long brown hair with waves curled up behind her head. Her amber clear eyes reflect Fu Zhen's figure. She raises her lips and smiles. According to fans, such a smile is like a warm sun in winter, which directly shines on people's hearts.

Fu Zhen didn't feel the heat of the warm sun. He just stood there, thinking how Tang quwan came back here to find himself?

He really didn't want to have too much contact with Tang. Since Tang was taken back to the Fu family three years ago, no matter what he did, whenever he met Tang wanwan, he was appointed to be unlucky. Later, in the open and secret struggle with Tang wanwan, he completely angered Fu Jianchen and Fu ting. The fight ended with his being expelled from the Fu family.

Fu Zhen turned around and was about to leave. Tang suddenly chuckled and stopped Fu Zhen: "Dad is here, don't you want to see him?"

Fu Zhen's body became stiff. He stopped at the same place and couldn't move any more. The strong wind mixed with gravel swept in, and the sky was gloomy, as if it was going to snow.

After a long, long time, Fu Zhen turned around slowly, like a puppet with strings on it. He could even hear the bone rattle.

He saw a tall man coming out of the black Bentley.The man was dressed in a proper dark suit, his hair was neatly combed, his expression was solemn, his face did not have any joy of reunion with his old friend, only when he saw Tang curved, would his mouth smile a little more.

This is Fu Jianchen.

It's

Dad.

Fu Zhen's eyes turned red in an instant. Subconsciously, he stepped back half a step. The injuries on his left leg and ankle pulled his body and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reached for the wall in a hurry, which saved him from a disaster.

This period of time is not very good luck, this almost fell the third fall, and so on the new year's day, he found a temple to worship it, Fu Zhen leaned against the wall to calm his breath, he now looks like a bit of a mess.

However, he is even worse. These people have already seen him and have nothing to care about.

Fu Jianchen grinned at Tang, then raised his head to look at Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen leaned against the wall and hung his head. His hair had not been cut for a while. Now he looked like the child he had seen in his dream.

Tang's eyes lingered on Fu Zhen for a long time. He was wearing some worn-out dark blue down jacket bought from the stall, wearing a black woolen hat on his head and two woven bags in his hand. Her heart was suddenly much more relaxed. Now, like many other people in this world, the young master of Fu's family, who was so arrogant in those days, wants to lead a mediocre life Finish his life.

But he may be a little bit more miserable than those people.

She said, "good afternoon."

"Mr. Fu Ting came to me yesterday to buy the film and television copyright of Shazhou chronicle. We agreed that we would not disturb each other. Even if we met on the road, we would treat each other as strangers," Fu Zhen's voice stopped for a moment, lowered his eyes, and continued, "Mr. Fu Ting may not have had time to tell the two."

"I don't want the film and television copyright of Shazhou chronicle." Tang said to Fu Zhen, with a little apology in his tone.

Fu Zhen said, without showing any special sadness, he just looked up at Tang Xianwan: "do you mean that the things agreed with me by Mr. Fu Ting last night are not counted?"

Tang curved to pick eyebrows: "then you have to ask brother."

Fu Zhen didn't want to waste more words with Tang, and he didn't want to see Fu Jianchen in this situation.

No, he didn't want to see them under any circumstances.

He turned again and went upstairs.

Tang curved behind him and said with a smile: "brother, how did you see that we came and left, don't you sit down and have a chat? I haven't seen my brother for a long time

Tang wanwan is always like this. It is clearly some very bad words. When she says it, she carries a sincere feeling. Other people think she is kind-hearted, but only those who are targeted by her can realize the knife in the words.

No one knows when Tang quwan was really born. The date on her ID card was casually filled in by her later adoptive mother, which was more than 20 days later than Fu Zhen. Therefore, when she later took back the Fu family, Fu Jianchen didn't have too much trouble in this aspect, so she directly made her the third young lady of the Fu family.

Fu Zhen had already gone to the third step. When he heard Tang's words, he could not help turning his head. He pursed his lips and sneered at him. He looked down at him with obvious sarcasm in his voice. He said, "I don't have a sister like you."

"Fu Zhen!" Fu Jianchen immediately opened his mouth and interrupted Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen turned his head and looked at Fu Jianchen. He had not seen him well for a long time. In his dream, Fu Jianchen looked at himself with a kind of disgust. He was afraid of the look, so he lay on the ground and did not dare to look up.

Now two years later, he stood in front of him with Tang curved bend, as if to tell himself, no matter how long, what has happened will not change.

Fu Zhen raised his eyelids and asked Fu Jianchen, "what kind of advice do you have from Mr. Fu?"

Fu Jianchen frowned. He and Fu Zhen haven't seen each other for more than two years, but he didn't expect that he would call himself Mr. Fu.

In the dream that called his father's little boy really exists? Fu Jianchen raised his hand and pressed his forehead, but found that what he could remember at this time was still very little.

The two stood quietly for a long time. The setting sun dyed the sky a gorgeous rose color, and Fu Zhen's shadow was drawn long and reflected on one side of the wall.

"If it's OK, I'll go back." Br > "Fu Zhenxi asked Fu Zhenxi," out of her mind, Fu Zhenxi didn't want to go back to Fu Zhen's home again

Fu Zhen's action is stiff for a while, coldly reply: "can't."

In fact, Tang quwan can leave now. She came here today just to see what kind of life Fu Zhen had. Now she saw it, but she still felt a little dissatisfied. In her imagination, Fu Zhen should be begging for life with erhu under the overpass.

Tang crooked his head and looked at Fu Jianchen around him. Suddenly he said, "Dad, or we'll let brother Fu Zhen go home."