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Fu Xingye originally said that he drove the car directly downstairs to Nie Manshuang's house, but Nie Changhuan cleaned it up early. When he thought of seeing Fu Xingye, he couldn't help but want to see him immediately.
When she went downstairs, she saw that he hadn't come yet. Despite the heavy rain, she walked along the road to the outside of the community, and then stood at the gate of the community, looking at the road.
When Chen Yanchuan drove over, he saw Nie Changhuan standing there from afar, and said to Fu Xingye.
When Fu Xingye opened his eyes to look, the car happened to stop beside her. He raised his eyes and saw the smile that was about to overflow from her eyes.
Nie Changhuan waited for the car to stop, and was about to put the umbrella into the car, and the window was lowered. Fu Xingye looked at her slightly shrunken shoulders in the cold rain, and couldn't help frowning: "It's not like letting you wait at home, why are you here? coming?"
Nie Changhuan was immediately embarrassed by him. She raised her hand and drew the hair that was blown to her eyes by the wind. She was not ashamed to say that she was anxious to see him, so she paused and changed the subject: "You come from the company." Have you eaten yet?"
It stands to reason that he should be here to pick her up for dinner.
As he said, Nie Changhuan raised his hand again, trying to pull the car door, but Fu Xingye said, "Well, I have to go right away, and there is some entertainment."
Nie Changhuan retracted his hand, his heart fell empty, his eyebrows followed for a moment of sadness.
But she immediately said: "Then you go quickly, business matters."
Fu Xingye's throat rolled, looking at her small face, and finally only hummed.
But he didn't let him drive, so Chen Yanchuan stopped.
Nie Changhuan waited, thinking that what he said just now made Fu Xingye misunderstand that he was angry, so he smiled and added: "It just so happens that I'm about to take an exam. I'm a little nervous and want to go back to read."
Fu Xingye only looked at her, and the heavily bandaged hand that had been hanging down beside him moved, and after two or three seconds he nodded.
The smile on Nie Changhuan’s face was inexplicably uncontrollable, and he raised his hand and waved at him: "Then go ahead and I will go back first."
"it is good."
Nie Changhuan smiled at him, then turned and left.
After going out for a certain distance, she still couldn't help turning her head back, but when she saw that the car hadn't gone yet, and behind the lowered car window, Fu Xingye was looking at her with heavy eyes.
I just don't know if the distance is too far. At that moment, she looked at him, always feeling that his expression was full of sadness and desolation.
Nie Changhuan's heart ached and couldn't walk anymore, staring at him intently through the rain.
As a result, she happened to stand in the middle of the gate. It was raining and blocked a car traveling. The car had already reached a place one meter behind Nie Changhuan. Nie Changhuan hadn't noticed yet, and the owner of the car immediately pressed her madly. Several horns.
Nie Changhuan's ears buzzed, and he slowed down and immediately gave way to the side in embarrassment and apologetics.
The car drove by her side, and muddy water splashed from the wheel crushing situation, spraying Nie Changhuan's leg. The little white shoes have also become spotted shoes.
Nie Changhuan frowned, but he was worried about Fu Xingye, so he ignored him and immediately turned to look at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye immediately retracted his gaze, but the hand pinched on the door handle was still tightly pressed, as if he would pull the door and rush out of the car at any time.
He wanted to instruct Chen Yanchuan to drive, but he didn't say anything after trying several times. Nie Changhuan was all in his mind.
He couldn't help turning his head to look again, and saw Nie Changhuan holding an umbrella and trotting towards him again.
"Yanchuan." Fu Xingye closed his eyes.
Chen Yanchuan glanced at Nie Changhuan, who was only a few steps away, started the car and drove away.
In the rearview mirror, the figure of Nie Changhuan alone in the rain on the roadside gradually disappeared.
Nie Changhuan retracted his gaze and looked down at his bag.
It also contained gifts that Tan Mingya asked her to pass on to Fu Xingye.
She also suddenly remembered this just now before she ran back.
As a result, Fu Xingye obviously saw her coming and left.
Nie Changhuan sighed: Maybe it's really in a hurry.
She didn't go straight back. She sat downstairs for about an hour or two. It was estimated that Nie Manshuang and Lin Wenxuan had finished their meal before getting up and walking towards the elevator.
Because when Nie Manshuang and Lin Wenxuan were cooking, she thought she was going to eat out with Fu Xingye, so she told them that she didn't have to be her own.
Nie Manshuang and Lin Wenxuan have always advocated not to waste food, so they certainly didn't give her much food.
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Chen Yanchuan originally planned to take the car back and forth to the clinic, but suddenly a call came from the Fu's old house.
It was a call from Fu Zhen himself.
He has been ill for a while, and his voice is not as full of breath as before, so he is less majestic and more kind.
He sighed: "Xingye, come back to see Grandpa, it's not done?"
Fu Xingye looked down at his bandaged hand for a long time, and replied, "Okay."
The old house of the Fu family is located in the outskirts of Whale City. Standing on the large carved iron gate and looking from both sides, the house’s walls seem to be endless.
Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar faces of the servants standing on both sides of the gate, Fu Xingye sat in the car like ice, until he reached the villa of the main building, Chen Yanchuan whispered, "San Shao, here.", His eyebrows were slightly loosened, and after a moment of silence, he finally bent over and got out of the car.
A row of servants in Hou bends over together: "Three young masters!"
Fu Xingye stood at the door with a cold face, looking down at his toes with his eyebrows down.
Only Chen Yanchuan saw his hand, which seemed to hang casually beside him, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.
Chen Yanchuan immediately recalled how he had been with the injured Fu Xingye when he was a child and ran out of this gate hurriedly in the middle of the night time and time again, and his brain hurt.
He is like this, let alone Fu Xingye.
He was about to call Fu Xingye, and there was the sound of a wheelchair running across the ground.
It is Fu Zhen who is here.
"Xingye."
Fu Xingye's eyes trembled, and he slowly raised his head to see Fu Zhen, who was wearing presbyopic glasses, his hair was already gray, and who was lying in a wheelchair with his back unable to sit upright, was slightly startled.
Time is merciless, ten years in the blink of an eye, even Fu Zhen, who has spent his entire life on the battlefield and spoke loudly, is old.
Fu Xingye opened his mouth: "Grandpa."
Fu Zhen nodded at him as a response, but in the next second he took off his reading glasses, turned his head and wiped his eyes, then looked at Fu Xingye again after putting on his glasses again, and beckoned to him: "It's raining, come in and talk. "
Fu Xingye lowered his head, but finally lifted his feet and stepped up the steps.
He didn't look up to see the decoration and furnishings in the house, but kept his head down and followed Fu Zhen's wheelchair into Fu Zhen's study.
Fu Zhen, who walked into the study first, couldn't help but keep looking at him.
Fu Xingye raised his eyes to meet him.
Fu Zhen seemed afraid that he would speak first, and immediately said: "I haven't seen you in ten years, you have grown up and are taller than grandpa."