Surveillance video—
Wen Ruan came back around two o'clock in the afternoon, and then busily unpacked the decorations, stepped on a chair and tiptoed to arrange the room.
Sometimes she is too tired to be lazy, eat a few biscuits on the sofa, and then immediately get up and start her own decoration.
Then, when it was close to the meal time, Wen Ruan ordered a lot of takeaways and heated up the cooked food. He triumphantly unpacked and put them on the plate, and then served them on the table. He also bought a few flowers and put them in the vases as decorations.
Then, she began her long wait.
From six o'clock until eleven o'clock at night.
Sometimes I stood on tiptoe by the window and looked down, sometimes I curled up on the sofa, hugged and hugged, sometimes I went to feed Earl Shumao’s cat food, and sometimes I turned the food back Repeatedly go to heat.
Fu Zhihuan looked at the surveillance video on the computer screen, his eyes darkened, his fists were clenched, and the raised meridians were clearly visible.
Since raising Earl, he has placed cameras in public areas of his home, and the files will be transmitted to his laptop in real time.
The little girl waited for him for too long, but she kept trying to stay sleepy.
After eleven o'clock, Wen Ruan suddenly jumped off the sofa and stood at the entrance.
Then Peng Mengyin walked in.
Fu Zhihuan couldn't hear what the two of them said, but he could clearly see that after Peng Mengyin left, Wen Ruan suddenly squatted down as if exhausted, rubbed the corners of his eyes and sobbed, and his whole shoulders were gently shaking. flutter.
Very distressed.
It was as if a hand was holding his internal organs tightly, making Fu Zhihuan feel tightness in his chest, and the discomfort and oppression choked his throat, almost making him unable to breathe.
He didn't want to see Wen Ruan crying like this.
Not to mention because of myself.
Then, near twelve o'clock, Wen Ruanqing packed the suitcase and opened the door again.
Even under the blurred pixels, Fu Zhihuan could recognize the person standing at the door—
The one I met not long ago, Wen Ruan's so-called ex-boyfriend.
Fu Zhihuan watched as he reached out to accept Wen Ruan's salute, then rubbed her head comfortingly, and the two walked out of the room one after the other.
Watching Wen Ruan stop suddenly, put the key on the shoe cabinet at the door, turn and leave.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Only the earl was left standing where he was, wandering around the gate at the entrance twice, and then crouched down in a ball, wagging his tail pitifully.
The room was empty, but the string of wind chimes that Wen Ruan hung at the door stood out, as if the wind blew, and a crisp sound could be heard through the screen.
Fu Zhihuan closed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed the top cover of the computer screen, and buckled it firmly.
"boom-"
A loud noise startled Zhao Zichen, who was squatting at his waist and peeling oranges, he raised his head, glanced at the shattered screen, and quickly took the computer away: "My ancestor, why are you so angry with other people's computers?" , isn’t it just that the little girl is in a mood, just coax her.”
Fu Zhihuan didn't speak, but suddenly bent down weakly, pressed his forehead, and said with a deep hoarse voice, "Old Zhao, you go out first, and leave me alone for a while."
Zhao Zichen was stunned for a moment, stood there and glanced at Fu Zhihuan, then sighed, turned and walked out the door, feeling filled with emotion for a moment.
Fu Zhihuan had a cold personality since he was in college. Everyone in the dormitory bet that the probability of him falling in love with someone in the future was lower than that of becoming a monk.
But I didn't expect that now, in the end, I would suffer like this because of a little girl.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Fu Zhihuan was silent for a long time, then straightened up and put his head against the wall.
He raised his hand, closed his eyes tightly, put his arm on his forehead, and his temple was still beating faintly.
After a long time, Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes, picked up the mobile phone beside him, and called Fu Mingheng.
Fu Mingheng quickly got through the phone: "You finally woke up my ancestors. My parents knew about your car accident and almost booked a plane ticket overnight to tie you back to Tongcheng. Fortunately, I persuaded you. How is it? Is there any?" What's the big deal? Is there a hangover? Is there a missing part... ”
"Brother." Fu Zhihuan said, his voice was terribly hoarse.
Fu Mingheng was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhihuan: "Who is Wen Ruan's ex-boyfriend?"
"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
Fu Mingheng took a deep breath: "Fu Zhihuan, the first thing you said to me just after waking up from the car accident was about women?"
"Also, where did the Wen family girl get her ex-boyfriend from?"
"As long as she had a boyfriend, Mr. Wen wouldn't come to our house every day to drink with our father to relieve his worries."
Fu Zhihuan: "?"
What's the meaning
Fu Mingheng compared the surveillance screenshots sent by Fu Zhihuan, and after repeated confirmation, he said firmly: "You were fooled by this person, he is Xie Yanchi, Wen Ruan's cousin. But I advise you not to provoke him, don't look at this person He looks like a playboy, but in fact the water is deep, and even I don't want to confront him head-on."
"..."
Fu Zhihuan: "Is there any contact information for Xie Yanchi?"
Fu Mingheng: "Why do you want his contact information?"
Fu Zhihuan stretched out his hand and squeezed his brow bone, and said helplessly in a hoarse voice: "He abducted my little girl, of course he has to come back."
The atmosphere of the party was finally changed because of Xie Yan's late fire.
But no one dared to offend this little ancestor, and after playing with him for a while, they naturally left.
And at this moment, Xie Yanchi received a call.
It is a string of unfamiliar numbers that have never saved their names.
He squinted his eyes half-closed for a while, as if he had guessed something, he tilted his head and smiled, and pressed the connect button.
"Wen Ruan is with you?"
It was as if he could hear the terrifying aura and coercion through the phone.
Xie Yanchi laughed, bent down and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the coffee table, put it in his mouth, and lit it: "You found me, Fu Lu?"
"..."
Fu Zhihuan seemed not surprised that Xie Yanchi guessed his identity, he lowered his eyes, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "I want to take the little girl home from you."
"I know there was an accident on your side, but it has nothing to do with me. Our family has never cared about outsiders' affairs, just protecting our shortcomings. "
Xie Yanchi straightened up, with one hand in his pocket, and stood in front of the French window: "Fu Lu, I know your background, including the incident twenty years ago. Xu is an important thing that you must do, so I want to ask, where does my sister rank among these important things?"
Every syllable of Xie Yanchi was slightly protracted, his tone seemed light, but he was very serious: "So, how can I believe that you won't make Wen Ruan cry like today again?"
There was a long silence on the other end of the receiver.
Just when Xie Yanchi chuckled and was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly heard Fu Zhihuan's calm and firm voice from over there, every word was low and powerful.
Fu Zhihuan: "She will be in front of me."
Whenever.
Xie Yanchi was silent for a while, then looked up at the night and tall buildings outside, and hung up the phone.
He turned his head, looked at the closed door behind him, took off the cigarette he was holding, and extinguished it.
Xie Yanchi knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Pushing open the door, Wen Ruan yawned and sat on the bed, her eyes still slightly red and swollen: "I heard you talking on the phone with someone just now, what are you talking about? It's so loud."
Xie Yanchi leaned against the door: "It's about Fu Zhihuan."
Wen Ruan was taken aback, then tilted her body, and lay down: "Don't tell me, I don't want to hear it. I have already cut off my love and see through the world of mortals. Love will only interfere with me and make me depressed. Whoever falls in love will lose heart." It's a pig. I don't care who Fu Zhihuan is, he's just a passer-by in my vast life."
Xie Yanchi: "Okay, your passer-by got into a car accident and is lying in the hospital. I heard that the situation is serious, and the situation at the scene is very tragic."
Wen Ruan didn't speak.
But Xie Yanchi could clearly see that the top of the quilt was suddenly tightened, leaving many creases.
Then, I heard the slightly trembling female voice: "What does it have to do with me, who, who cares about him."
"become."
Xie Yanchi nodded, stretched out his hand calmly, and closed the door: "Then you rest, and call me if you need something."
But when he just turned around, before he took a few steps, he heard a loud crackling movement and the sound of rummaging through boxes in the bedroom.
Xie Yanchi laughed lazily, sat back on the sofa, picked out his ear with his little finger, hummed a song and picked up the remote to turn on the TV.
The next second, the closed bedroom door was suddenly opened.
Wen Ruan had already changed into the clothes she was going out, grabbed a coat casually in her hand, walked to Xie Yanchi's side in three steps at a time, and grabbed the remote control: "Take me to the hospital, I think I have appendicitis, Going to see a doctor now."
Xie Yanchi gave her a squinting look: "It seems that you have appendicitis? Do you want to send you to see a doctor at the hospital where Fu Zhihuan is?"
Wen Ruan: "..."
Even though he said that, Xie Yanchi didn't really care about Wen Ruan, he casually picked up the car keys beside him, stood up and said, "Sure, let's go."
Sitting in the corridor, Zhao Zichen heard the footsteps of high heels, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Ruan walking towards him.
There was some joy in his eyes, and he stood up quickly and said, "My ancestor, where did you go just now?"
"How is Fu Zhihuan?" Wen Ruan didn't even catch his breath, and his chest was still heaving slightly.
Just now Xie Yanchi hung up the phone coldly, Fu Zhihuan probably didn't guess that he would tell Wen Ruan about it tonight.
In addition, just after waking up from the operation, the mental and emotional fluctuations that have been consumed are a bit heavy. Under the doctor's repeated instructions, I just took the medicine and asked to rest.
Zhao Zichen sighed, and then pointed to the computer with a shattered screen on the chair: "You better go in and have a look, old Fu is a tough talker, in fact, he is more worried about you than anyone else."
Wen Ruan froze for a moment, turned her head, her nose was a little sour.
Worries and fears surged up after hearing about Fu Zhihuan's car accident, and the stalk was stuck in his throat.
She turned around, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the ward, and when she looked up, she saw Fu Zhihuan lying on the bed with a slightly pale and sickly complexion.
See through the fart of the world of mortals.
I was obviously eaten to death by this man.
Wen Ruan sniffled, and sat down beside Fu Zhihuan lightly, as if afraid of waking him up.
But as soon as he sat down, Fu Zhihuan opened his eyes as if he had a feeling.
His eyes were full of deep tiredness, but the moment he saw Wen Ruan, he still curled his lips slightly, and let out a low laugh from his throat.
"My child, why are your eyes red?"
The author has something to say: The twins were delivered smoothly, thank you for your blessings.
Now Oguri Shun, Kimura Takuya, and Chen Kun are fighting at the door, fighting for the custody of the child. It's really annoying not to be able to persuade them.
Wu Lei just heard the news and was on his way to the hospital.
There is another update tonight, but it will be later. I slept until four o'clock in the afternoon today.
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