Xia Yunian went back to school alone, went to the library after dinner, and returned to her residence at ten o'clock in the evening.
Before going upstairs, I went to feed Xiaohua. Xiaohua lowered her head and gorged herself. Xia Yunian squatted down to watch it for a while, then stretched out her hand to rub it, and said to herself: "Do you think I should stay away from school?" , and he refuses to admit that he is Mr. Fomero, what if I get too close to him, and Mr. Fomero won’t talk to me..." But the cat would not answer him, Xia Yunian got up and went upstairs a little disappointed.
Before entering the door, I received a new message from Fu Shicheng on WeChat.
Fu Shicheng: "Have you gone back to school?" Xia Yunian wrinkled her nose and replied, "Here we are."
Fu Shicheng: "I'm sorry today."
Xia Yunian: "Forget it, it doesn't matter."
Fu Shicheng had just come out of the hospital and was on his way home.
The neon lights flickered outside the car, and he leaned tiredly on the back seat of the car. Xia Yunian's disappointed expression when he left in the evening always appeared repeatedly in his mind. The secret is just warm to Mr. Fomero.
Xia Yunian entered the door and turned on the lamp on the table, this time it was the news from Secret.
Fu Shicheng: "Is the play good?" Xia Yunian was a little speechless, what did Fu Shicheng mean by this? Xia Yunian: "It's okay, I think it looks pretty good."
Fu Shicheng: "I'm sorry today, I just came out of the hospital, and my dad fainted due to sudden high blood pressure."
In fact, according to Fu Shicheng's personality, he would never tell anyone about his family affairs, but now he talked to Xia Yunian on the secret.
Mr. Fomero's apology meant that he didn't accompany Xia Yunian to the play, but Fu Shicheng knew that his apology was to leave him alone in the afternoon.
And the words spoken at the entrance of the theater may be too harsh to say too much.
Xia Yunian was slightly surprised: "Is it serious?" Fu Shicheng: "Fortunately, it's not very serious."
Xia Yunian: "Then do you want to stay in the hospital to accompany you?" Fu Shicheng: "Go home and get some daily necessities and go there. After that, I will ask the school for a few days off."
Xia Yunian knew that Fu Shizheng was a local, but Mr. Fomero seemed to have forgotten that he hadn't told him this before, and Xia Yunian didn't remind him.
In fact, Fu Shizheng was very guarded in secret, and he hadn't mentioned which department or level he was in until now, so he suddenly mentioned family matters tonight, which surprised Xia Yunian.
Xia Yunian: "Don't be sad, nothing will happen, uncle will definitely get better soon."
It was only when Xia Yunian really wanted to comfort others that he realized that he was really stupid and only said such dry and useless words, and he was a little discouraged after sending the news.
But he didn't know that when Fu Shicheng saw this sentence, he smiled instead: "Yeah."
Now Xia Yunian didn't know what else to say, um, what does it mean? Fu Shicheng had already got out of the car, and the smile on his face faded as he walked into the house.
It was dark in the villa, Fu Shizhen didn't know if that kid was still there, Fu Shizhen didn't bother to care, went directly to the master bedroom on the second floor to help his father pack some daily necessities, as for himself, he rarely came back all year round, there was nothing good take it.
When he came down again, a figure walked out from the corner of the dark living room on the first floor, and smiled softly in the darkness.
Fu Shicheng stopped on the stairs.
He turned on the light on the stairs, and Fu Shizhen was standing downstairs, looking up at him with a half-smile: "Brother, how is your father?" Fu Shizhen said coldly, "I can't die."
Fu Shihui let out a "tsk", as if it was a pity, and saw what he was carrying in his hand: "Are you still going to the hospital? You are such a dutiful son. I just called my mother. Guess she How should I put it, she said she couldn't come back from vacation abroad, so if it's nothing serious, don't tell her."
Fu Shizhen didn't want to talk to him, and when he went downstairs and passed by, Fu Shizhen suddenly grabbed his hand and softened his voice: "Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why are you always so indifferent to me..." Fu Shizhen Withdrawing his hand, he asked him, "Have you not passed the second term of middle school?" Fu Shixuan smirked, Fu Shizheng completely ignored him and left the house.
It was almost early morning when we returned to the hospital. Father Fu woke up for a while and fell asleep again. The doctor came to check the room for the last time and left. Fu Shizheng closed the door of the ward, not feeling sleepy, and went outside to the balcony.
After nightfall, it rained again, but it was not heavy, and it kept pattering.
Xia Yunian sent a photo half an hour ago, Ye Yu took it against the window glass: "Are you asleep?" Xia Yunian: "Just sleep."
Xia Yu read: "Have a good rest."
Fu Shicheng clicked on the photo, and the outline of Xia Yunian was vaguely reflected on the windowpane with raindrops hanging on it, vaguely embedded in the lights inside and outside the window.
After a while, Fu Shicheng went back: "Not yet."
Xia Yunian was still drawing pictures, when she saw the news of Fu Shicheng's return, she picked up her phone and said, "Have you gone back to the hospital?" Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "Can't sleep?" Fu Shicheng: "You didn't sleep either."
Xia Yunian: "I draw pictures."
Fu Shicheng: "What to draw?" Xia Yunian: "It's related to professional courses."
Xia Yunian casually sent the structural diagram he had just drawn. This thing was obviously in Fu Shicheng's blind spot of knowledge. He said honestly, "I don't understand it."
Xia Yunian laughed softly, and Xueshen would admit that there was something he couldn't understand: "So Mr. Fomero must not be a professional with me."
Fu Shicheng: "No."
Xia Yunian: "Forget it, I won't ask you, so as not to embarrass you, can you really not sleep? Do you want me to sing to you again?" Fu Shicheng: "No, you can continue to draw pictures."
Xia Yunian: "Actually, you don't want to speak with me, don't you want me to hear your voice?" Fu Shicheng: "...it's late, go to bed early."
Xia Yunian stopped teasing him, sent a voice message, and said seriously: "Mr. Fomero, bad things will always pass, don't think too much, you should go to bed earlier, by the way, it's past midnight, today It's Halloween for Westerners, but it's a pity you're not in school, otherwise I could give you candy."
Xia Yu read the voice for nearly half a minute, speaking very slowly.
Fu Shizheng was a little startled after hearing this, he could tell that Xia Yunian thought he was in a bad mood and was trying to comfort him.
Xia Yunian is actually quite a good person.
Fu Shizheng: "Why are you giving me candy?" Xia Yunian: "I'm happy."
Fu Shicheng: "Thanks, but I don't eat candy."
Xia Yu read: "Mr. Fomero is really boring, can't you say a few nice words?" Fu Shicheng thought for a while, and then said back: "Thank you, junior."
This is the first time Fu Shicheng called himself that. Xia Yunian read the four words softly, and asked him with a smile: "So Mr. Fomero is a senior?" Fu Shicheng: "If I am not a senior, you Are you not ashamed to call me Mr. every day?" Xia Yu read: "If you are a junior, then you are Mr. Xiao."
Fu Shicheng: "Anyway, you have something to say."
Xia Yunian: "Little Mr. Fomero, it's really shameful to say that. Fortunately, you are a senior."
Fu Shicheng: "Don't be poor."
Xia Yunian stopped joking, and asked seriously, "Are you still unable to sleep?" Fu Shicheng said, "Well, there's no rush."
Xia Yunian: "Then let me tell you a story."
Fu Shicheng: "Whatever."
Half a minute later, Xia Yunian sent another voice message, and Fu Shicheng clicked on it.
"The story is that once upon a time there was a little boy who fell in love with the most beautiful flower in the garden. The little boy wanted that flower, so he went to see it every day, approached it clumsily, praised it, and watched the stars with it Look at the moon, tell some happy things that the little boy saw and heard, try hard to make Hua'er happy, and want Hua'er to remember him."
Xia Yu chanted with a smile, her voice was still so gentle.
After Fu Shizheng listened to it, he felt that the story was a little weird, and asked: "And then?" Xia Yu said: "It's gone."
Fu Shicheng: "No more?" Xia Yunian: "Yes, the end of the story hasn't been compiled yet."
Fu Shicheng: "...you made it up?" Xia Yunian: "I just made it up. I don't know how to tell stories. The story I made up doesn't sound good. It doesn't even have an ending. If you make Mr. Fomero laugh at it, just pretend you haven't heard it. Bar."
Fu Shicheng didn't know how to reply, so he sent another one: "How about Mr. Fomero tell me a story too?" Fu Shicheng typed out the words "I can't tell", and then deleted it before sending it out.
Fu Shicheng: "There is a kitten, it is a playful kitten, it always likes to scratch people, and it has scratched many people inadvertently, and some people circle around it like a fool, it doesn't take it seriously, it turns around and scratches again Others, do you think this little cat is annoying?" Xia Yunian: "How can a little cat be bothered."
Fu Shicheng: "Why can't the kitten be bothered?" Xia Yunian couldn't figure out Fu Shicheng's intention in telling this story, so he hesitated and asked him: "Then there is such a kitten, would you hate it?" No.
These three words suddenly came to mind, but Fu Shicheng didn't reply: "I don't want to say it."
Xia Yunian: "Let's not talk about it, your story is not very pleasant."
And it's weird.
Fu Shicheng: "What's your mobile phone number?" Xia Yunian: "??" Xia Yunian couldn't understand, so she reported her mobile phone number.
In fact, Fu Shicheng knew his number, and saved the information he filled out when he saw his entry form, but Mr. Fomero did not know.
Fu Shicheng: "It's late, go to sleep."
Xia Yunian: "Are you sleeping?" Fu Shicheng: "Yeah."
Xia Yu read: "Then Mr. Fomero, good night."
Fu Shicheng still didn't feel sleepy, and the rain didn't stop at night. He stared at it for a moment, picked up his phone again, clicked on the online shopping software, chose to make an appointment for an hour tomorrow morning, and bought a box of Halloween candy.
The next morning, Xia Yunian woke up on time at seven o'clock, and received a text message shortly after turning on the machine, saying that the goods he purchased were being delivered.
Xia Yunian is baffled,...he doesn't seem to have shopped online recently? Ten minutes later, the courier called and asked him where the specific address was. Xia Yunian double-checked, but the other party said that his mobile phone number was left on the courier slip, and the recipient's name was xyn. Xia Yunian went downstairs to pick up the courier , and then went upstairs to unpack the things, and inside was a box of beautifully packaged Halloween candies.
There are three lines of words printed on the gift card.
"Toxyn, please have candy and have fun. Mr. Fomero."