After Jiang Hengshu hung up with Mr. Jiang, Fu Zhen turned to Jiang Hengshu and said, "I'm ok. You go to the company."
Jiang Hengshu refused: "no, if you feel too bad these two days, don't go to the studio."
"It's OK," Fu Zhen shook his head and touched his stomach. Now he doesn't have a clear understanding of the fact that he has a small life in his stomach. He said, "except for a little vomiting, everything else is very good."
Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and stroked the back of Fu Zhen's hand for two times. "It will be fine in a few days, and I will endure it again."
Fu Zhen gave a sound and put his head on Jiang Hengshu's shoulder.
"How long will the Shazhou chronicle end?" Jiang Hengshu asked, after all, if Fu Zhen's stomach came out in two months, he would not be suitable to appear in front of people at that time.
Fu Zhen thought about it for a while, and replied to Jiang Hengshu, "it must be finished before May. I'll sort out the next plot and make a simple script. I can give teacher Wan a picture of the split mirror."
Jiang Hengshu nodded and told Fu Zhen, "don't let yourself be too tired."
"I know that."
Jiang Hengshu asked: "tomorrow weekend, go out for a walk?"
Fu Zhen said, when his stomach got up, he couldn't go out for at least three or four months. In fact, he could go out as long as he wanted to wear women's clothes.
However, this matter is not urgent now. Later, Fu Zhen yawned. Jiang Hengshu saw that he was a little sleepy and went to the kitchen to pour Fu Zhen a glass of milk.
When he came back, Fu Zhen had already made the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed with his head down. If he added a red cap, it would look like a bride waiting for the bridegroom to come in. Jiang Hengshu handed the warm milk to Fu Zhen.
Jiang Hengshu stretched out his hand, wiped a little white beard from his mouth, took the empty cup in his hand and put it on the bedside table. Suddenly, he said to Fu Zhen, "by the way, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday."
"Ah?" Fu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then thought of the meaning of Jiang Hengshu's words,
Jiang Hengshu then said, "find another time to do the wedding."
Fu Zhenyi did not know what to say for a while. Jiang Hengshu continued: "the number of people invited may not be too many, mainly some family members."
He Xi Jiang's family is home, and there will be no less people. Fu Zhen has a strange feeling that he is about to marry a bride.
He ah, the whole person is still in a daze state, Jiang Hengshu stood up, his forehead gently flicked, "OK, go to bed."
Jiang Hengshu went to the bathroom. When Fu Zhen came back to his senses, he listened to the sound of the water in the bathroom. He smacked his mouth. There was still a faint smell of milk in it. He also got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to gargle. He could see the figure of Jiang Hengshu through the frosted glass.
Fu Zhen put down his mouthwash cup and looked at Jiang Hengshu's figure for a while. He suddenly remembered that night of Valentine's day. He took a breath, rubbed his hot face, and finally looked away.
Jiang Hengshu came out of the bathroom after taking a bath. He saw that Fu Zhen was already lying on the bed. Only a hairy black head was exposed. Hearing the sound of Jiang Hengshu's footsteps, Fu Zhen put his head out of the quilt and looked at Jiang Hengshu with two big round eyes. Jiang Hengshu sat down beside the bed and poked his finger on Fu Zhen's face, Ask him, "Why are you so red?"
Fu Zhen pushed the pan without hesitation: "maybe it's windy."
Jiang Hengshu raised his eyes and looked out of the window. He thought that the possibility of wind blowing in the recent weather was not very great. He looked down at Fu Zhen and said to him, "if you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately."
"No discomfort." Fu Zhen shakes his head. He is very well now, and he is well fed and dressed.
as soon as Jiang Hengshu went to bed, Fu Zhen searched and got into Jiang Hengshu's quilt. Jiang Hengshu saw the series of actions he had just made, and he was silent and laughing. It turned out that this little mermaid was a fish made of loach.
Jiang Hengshu put out the light in the bedroom, and Fu Zhen's hands were not honest again in the dark. He hopped around Jiang Hengshu like a rabbit.
Jiang Hengshu grabbed Fu Zhen's restless hand, held it in his palm, and whispered to Fu Zhen, "don't mess around and have a good sleep."
Fu Zhen sighed a little disappointed. Jiang Hengshu held him in his arms, and his warm palms covered his back.
Pinghai city recently opened a new botanical garden, just in Jinsha District, not far from their community, two people walk there directly.
However, it is not yet March. Most of the plants in the botanical garden are still sleeping. However, the colorful flowers in the greenhouse are competing to open up. The long flower shelf extends from the entrance to the exit. The fragrance of the flowers is fragrant and diffuses in the air, like the omen of spring.
After coming out of the greenhouse, the opposite is a huge lake. The lake is calm without waves. There are two boats wandering on it. There is a bridge on the lake. On the bridge, there are some girls in Hanfu taking pictures."Fu Zhen?"
Fu Zhen heard someone calling himself behind him. He turned around and saw a young man in his twenties running towards him. The young man's chin was blue stubble, his hair was disordered, and his eyes were covered with blood, which made him look rather embarrassed.
Fu Zhen knew this young man. He had been a good friend of Fu Zhen for many years. He grew up in the same pair of trousers with Fu Zhen. Unfortunately, later, he fell in love with Tang quwan. He not only parted ways with Fu Zhen, but also dumped his girlfriend who was about to be engaged.
His girlfriend was pregnant at that time, but Fu Zhen was the only one who knew about it. After his girlfriend was separated, he didn't say anything to detain her. She left the country without hesitation and has not come back to this day.
Fu Zhen coldly said hello to the man in front of him: "Luo Xi."
Luo Xi looked at Fu Zhen in front of her eyes, pursed her lips, lowered her head, and did not dare to look at him again. After a long time, she said to him, "I'm very sorry about what happened in those years."
This apology, like the confession letter sent by Fu Jianchen, has no meaning to Fu Zhen. He turns around and wants to leave. Luo Xi stops him again. He asks, "do you know where Chen Mo is?"
Fu Zhen lowered his eyes and didn't know what he wanted to do now. He said four words: "I don't know."
Luo Xi grabbed Fu Zhen's sleeve and begged Fu Zhen with a sad expression: "Fu Zhen, I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just want to know where she is. Please tell me, tell me."
Fu Zhen shook his head, still the original sentence: "I don't know."
"You must know. Please tell me." Luo Xi's eyes turned red and tears ran down. His strange appearance soon attracted the eyes of pedestrians around him. However, Luoxi didn't care. He only wanted to know the news of Chen mo.
Fu Zhen pulled his sleeve out of Luo Xi's hand with a little force, then crossed Luo Xi and walked towards Jiang Hengshu, who had bought water from a distance.
Luo Xi turned around, the golden sunlight sprinkled on the lake, the wave light flickered, Luo Xi stopped in situ, looking at the water, he seemed to see Chen Mo's figure on the water.
Where the hell are you? I miss you so much. I was wrong. I will never leave you again
However, no one can hear these words, and Chen Mo will not come back because of his words.
When Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu were about to leave, they met Luo Xi again. He sat alone on the bench beside the road of the botanical garden. His eyes were blank, as if his soul had been taken away.
Jiang Hengshu noticed that Fu Zhen's eyes were a little strange and asked him, "who do you know?"
Fu Zhen shakes his head: "once knew, now not familiar."
"Let's go." Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen's hand and walked towards home.
Today, Tang's reputation on the Internet is totally bad. She has planned the Shazhou chronicle for several months, but now she has to stop working. At the same time, she has to face multiple prosecutions. Especially now that people know that Tang is not Fu Jianchen's own daughter, they are even more lenient and perfunctory towards her.
Although Qin Zhao had a lot of resources and power, he was still reluctant to deal with these problems. What's more, Qin's father and mother had more prejudice against the Tang Dynasty, and even asked Qin Zhao and Tang to divorce quickly.
The pressure on Qin Zhao is getting bigger and bigger every day. Finally, one day, he can't bear it any more. Hysterically, he asks Tang, "what kind of person do I like?"
Tang curved and pursed his lips and said to Qin Zhao, "I'm sorry, I'm a man who will do anything to succeed, just like you know now."
Qin Zhao was stunned. He didn't know why Tang was not willing to cheat himself any more. He looked at Tang curved.
Tang stops for a moment. She once got the love of many men through the system. Now they all want to leave her. But Qin Zhao in front of her will not because he is the only one who is not obtained by the system. Therefore, she will choose to marry him.
Tang continued: "what? Now even you are going to abandon me like Fu Jianchen and others? "
Qin Zhao looked at the crooked Tang Dynasty. His eyes were full of sadness. He bit his teeth and said, "let me think about it."
Tang bowed his head and said to Qin Zhao, "I don't care. At most, I'm alone like before. You don't have to feel guilty about it."
With these words, two lines of tears slipped from Tang's crooked eyes.
Qin Zhao held his head in his arms and felt great pain. He issued a broken complaint: "why do I like you?"
What do you like about a person? Is it his appearance? Or his soul? But what does the soul contain? How can we really see through a person and touch his real soul?
This is really a century problem.
If Qin Zhao gave up the Tang Dynasty at this time, all these years' efforts have become a joke, but if you don't let go Is that what he likes?After a long time, Qin Zhao raised his head again and looked at Tang. He said to Tang: "you stay at home this time. Don't go out again."
With a slight hum, Tang knew that she was in the past with Qin Zhao. However, Qin Zhao was far from enough alone. She wanted to take back all the things she had lost.
She is still young, and there are many possibilities in the future. She will never be easily knocked down.
The author has something to say: the downfall of the Tang Dynasty came a little bit (to ensure everyone's satisfaction, but wait a moment). The Lin brothers who kidnapped Fu Zhen before were sent to Africa by Jiang Hengshu. From Jiang Hengshu's point of view, it was the Lin brothers who kidnapped Fu Zhen themselves and asked for ransom from the Fu family, but the Fu family didn't agree, so they killed Fu Zhen in pain From Fu Jianchen's point of view, at most, Tang wanwan pulled the kidnapper's number from his mobile phone (he can't find evidence yet), so this incident can't let Tang quwan directly fall down (especially she is not a member of the Fu family now).