Nie Changhuan was stunned.
The last time she came to the villa, Jing saw Fu Chucheng from a distance, but at that time Fu Chucheng was sitting on a swing and her attention was on Fu Xingye, so she didn't leave any impression of Fu Chucheng's appearance at that time.
Moreover, she has become accustomed to the appearance of the two children around her, and unknowingly there is a concept that all children in the world should be like Liu Zheng. So now seeing Fu Chucheng like this..., she couldn't recover for a while.
Fu Chucheng also wore a navy blue down jacket like the one-piece down jacket that Liu Zheng wore only before he was a year old. Moreover, the size of this one-piece suit seemed to be a little small, so it was stretched very tightly, which stretched his legs like a pair of thin sticks with a little loop to bend even more.
His skin is a little abnormally pale, only his eyes are dark, but inside are all timid and restless...
Nie Changhuan felt that he stood there, similar to Liu Zheng, who had just barely learned to walk at the beginning, and he was completely different from a two-year-old child in terms of height and spirit.
The feelings of sympathy and distress appeared in my heart, which dilutes the tension before Nie Changhuan's arrival and the resistance that can't be suppressed at all.
Nie Changhuan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't know what to say.
The auntie at the side of the rice cooker has been paying attention to Nie Changhuan’s expression. Seeing this, she quickly said to Fu Chucheng: "Chengcheng, hurry up and call someone!"
Not to mention that Fu Chucheng is only two years old, and his development seems to be much lagging behind, so the cooking aunt urged him several times. He just squeezed his own small hands and still stood there timidly. .
He seemed to want to come by Fu Xingye a little bit, but looked at Nie Changhuan and didn't dare to come.
His appearance made Nie Changhuan, a mother and sister, feel more distressed.
She sighed lightly in her heart and told herself that as an adult, she really didn't need to care about a child.
So when she took the initiative to squat down, she reached out and took out a hawthorn cake made into a popsicle from her bag.
Before handing the things to Fu Chucheng, Nie Changhuan turned her head and asked the auntie cook, "Can he eat this?"
Because he brought Haohao and Liu Zheng, Nie Changhuan knew that some children were allergic to certain foods, just like Haohao, who were allergic to eggs and milk when they were young.
The cooking aunt nodded: "Yes, yes! It's a success, don't hurry up, thank you auntie!"
After speaking, the auntie cooking looked at Nie Changhuan hesitantly: "Should I be called Auntie?"
Nie Changhuan nodded with a smile, got up again, and took the initiative to pass the hawthorn cake to Fu Chucheng.
Fu Chucheng took a step back timidly.
Nie Changhuan was a little embarrassed. At that moment, he felt inexplicably like a stepmother who wanted to have a good relationship with her stepson.
But she resisted the embarrassment and asked Fu Chucheng gently, "Chengcheng, don't you like this?"
Fu Chuxing didn't quite understand what she was talking about. He glanced at her and then at the hawthorn cake Nie Changhuan was holding, and finally looked at Fu Xingye standing behind Nie Changhuan, as if to ask for Fu Xingye's consent.
Nie Changhuan also turned to look at Fu Xingye, but once again met his gaze on him.
Fu Xingye's lips were drawn very straight, showing an extremely forbearing arc. Seeing Nie Changhuan looking at him, she suddenly took a few steps, bent over and grabbed her wrist, pulling her very hard and went straight.
When Nie Changhuan fully reacted, she was about to be dragged by Fu Xingye to the gate of the villa.
She hurriedly looked back at Fu Chucheng and found that Fu Chucheng had been picked up by the rice cooker, who was hesitant to chase him.
Nie Changhuan retracted his gaze to look at Fu Xingye: "What are you doing?"
Fu Xingye pressed his lips tightly without saying a word. He kept holding her wrist and stuffed her into the car. After closing the car door with a slam, he went around to the other side, started the car and left the villa area soon.
Back and forth, but two or three minutes.
Nie Changhuan watched the door of the villa area shrink rapidly in his field of vision, and then he went to see Fu Xingye beside him.
She expected him to take the initiative to talk about his intention to do so suddenly, but it was clear that Fu Xingye had no such intention at all.
He was silent intently, as if he didn't even know that Nie Changhuan was looking at him.
Nie Changhuan sighed lightly, and when he turned to look out of the car window, he couldn't help but think back to what happened just now, thinking that when Fu Chucheng took a step back, even knowing that this is what many timid children are accustomed to when facing strangers. She still felt embarrassed and hot on her face.
When the feelings of regret filled up again, she thought, and when she turned her head to look at Fu Xingye, Nie Changhuan couldn't help holding her lips and smiling: "So you just found out that I was embarrassed and loved me. That's why. Take me away without saying anything?"
Fu Xingye seemed to default, and then he turned his head and glanced at her.
In that glance, there was guilt and helplessness.
He reached out and took Nie Changhuan's hand and wrapped her hands into his palm.
He said: "I said, don't wrong yourself."
Nie Changhuan laughed: "Yes..."
"I know he is just a child." Fu Xingye seemed to know what she was going to say, "but he will grow up. Once you decide to raise him now, you will have to worry about him for the rest of your life."
Nie Changhuan pressed her lips and wanted to say something to convince Fu Xingye, but she opened her mouth and finally felt that she had no strength to speak again.
Fu Xingye continued: "He is not your child, let alone mine. Huan'er, I know your original intention is to be with me. But..."
Having said this, Fu Xingye choked, he immediately turned his head to look out of the car window on his side, and paused before continuing: "But I have owed you for seven years, how can I still bear the heart to make you regress and nurture you? Fu Chucheng, have you been struggling and dilemma for the rest of your life?"
"Huan'er." Fu Xingye turned his head and stared at her quietly. "I will send Fu Chucheng away. From now on, we will only live our own lives."
"But..." Nie Changhuan couldn't tell what it was. Because of Fu Xingye's words just now, her eyes were a little sore. I don't know if it was because of touch or because the big rock pressed in her heart finally fell to the ground.
Nie Changhuan fell silent and pulled his lips: "In fact, before I came to see Fu Chucheng today, I thought I could do it myself. But after seeing it, I knew that I really couldn't do it."
Other people's children are other people's children after all.
What's more, this other person is still Chu Yan.
Nie Changhuan cannot deny that she sympathizes with Fu Chucheng and loves his experience very much, but this sympathy and distress is not enough to support her in loving Fu Chucheng without complaint or regret in the years to come.
If she can't love Fu Chucheng, then her raising Fu Chucheng will only bring greater emotional damage to his growth.
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "After all, it's a two-year-old child. Let's not make a decision. We will take a long time to come and take one step at a time. What do you think?"
"No, Huan'er. These days I have been asking Yanchuan to find a family for Fu Chucheng to adopt. With Yanchuan's ability, I believe that he will find a suitable family for Fu Chucheng. This matter, you and I, don’t do it anymore. Take care of it." Fu Xingye seemed to be afraid that Nie Changhuan would continue to hesitate, and soon changed the topic, "Grandma is recuperating abroad alone, and I haven't visited her for a long time. She has been telling me about it before, and wants to see her well. . Huan'er, if you are willing to..."
"Of course I do." Nie Changhuan couldn't help but nodded after speaking.
Fu Xingye smiled: "Grandma has always been afraid that you will blame her for not standing by your side, so she has never dared to mention this to you. A while ago, she repeatedly told me not to mention it, for fear that you will be unhappy and affect our feelings. "
After really deciding not to raise Fu Chucheng, Nie Changhuan felt guilty and uneasy again. He always felt that he was too cruel and unfeeling, so at this moment, it was all about Fu Chucheng.
She didn't answer Fu Xingye's words, she seemed to be worried.
Fu Xingye glanced at her deeply, and the five fingers that originally held her hand tightened a little, and the pads of her thumbs gently rubbed the back of her hand.
Nie Changhuan smiled at him, but it was reluctant in the end.
Coming here today increased Nie Changhuan's psychological burden.
She was very afraid that this matter of Fu Chucheng would become a thorn in her heart and an unshakable barrier between her and Fu Xingye.
But for now, there seems to be no other way out.
Fu Xingye wanted to divert Nie Changhuan's attention. In the next few days, while dealing with official affairs as soon as possible, he discussed with his grandmother Chen Xinlan about taking Nie Changhuan to visit her and take her back to China.
Chen Xinlan said at the end: "Don't forget to bring Zheng'er here. That child is suffering. Don't let Chang Huan feel that we have ignored him."
Fu Xingye smiled: "Don't worry."
Chen Xinlan wanted to say something but stopped, but never hung up the phone.
Fu Xingye probably knows her thoughts: "Yanchuan has found a suitable adoptive family for Fu Chucheng. After two days, I will send him to him personally."
Chen Xinlan sighed: "Xingye, you did not handle this matter after all. If Chu Yan threw the child to you at the beginning, you would be able to find a good destination for him as soon as possible instead of putting him in Chang Huan will not be so embarrassed to raise it by his own side.
Fu Xingye's pupils shrank suddenly: "What do you mean?"
"Stupid boy, don't you understand this?" Chen Xinlan laughed, "If you had placed Fu Chucheng two years ago, then after Chang Huan came back, you wouldn't have to face him at all. But because you have secretly raised Fu Chucheng for two years Now, because I want to be with Chang Huan, I will try my best to send him out. In this way, Chang Huan will only feel that her presence caused Fu Chucheng to be abandoned."
"In this way, it seems that all the misfortunes of Fu Chucheng are her Nie Changhuan's sins!"
Hearing these words, Fu Xingye's throat was bitter, and he couldn't say a word.
He has not yet understood Nie Changhuan by Chen Xinlan.
But now he was very fortunate that at the villa that day, he took her away so resolutely that she didn't let her continue to be humiliated to please Chu Yan's child.
Fu Chucheng is an innocent child. That's right, it is Fu Xingye who is always wrong.
Chen Xinlan saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time and comforted him: "Xingye, this life is still very long. If grandma gets better, she will take Fu Chucheng to take care of me first. In this way, you will also have a buffer and continue to look for reliable adoptions. Family time, can you say yes?"
Fu Xingye opened his mouth and didn't say anything yet.
Chen Xinlan knew his worries, and immediately said: "Don't worry, I am old, and I must not be able to bring the children. But I live in a courtyard by myself. Although there are so many people who take care of me at home, it is deserted after all. One more Whether it’s a child, you and Chang Huan will spend money to hire him an aunt with a child, and a teacher who lives in the house, that’s enough."
"You and Chang Huan have always been at ease. Isn't it that the people who only take care of him don't really care about him or even abuse him? Grandma is idle anyway. I will look at the aunt and the teacher every day. You and Chang Huan, just go to live with your family."
Originally, Chen Xinlan was so old and had another serious illness. Fu Xingye definitely shouldn't agree to this.
But he thought of how Nie Changhuan had pleased Fu Chucheng before, and shouted hoarsely: "Grandma."
Chen Xinlan smiled: "Don't tell me, then grandma will wait for you to bring me Changhuan and take me back to China?"
Fu Xingye hummed.
Hanging up the phone, Fu Xingye stood by the French window for a long time, until someone in the secretary's room came and knocked on the door to inform him that the meeting was about to begin, then he turned around and walked into the meeting room with a cold eyebrow and black clothes. .
But sitting at the top of the U-shaped conference table, he was still a little uneasy, always thinking about the years when he and Nie Changhuan met and reunited.
After finally getting through the meeting, Fu Xingye immediately got up and walked straight to Chen Yanchuan's office.
Chen Yanchuan is extremely capable, and now in Dacheng Group, his profession is second only to Fu Xingye's existence.
Seeing him coming in, Chen Yanchuan still stood up from his chair immediately, but yelled in an official manner: "Mr. Fu."
Fu Xingye nodded and didn't sit down: "I'm going abroad in two days, and it will take about a week before I return to the company."
Chen Yanchuan nodded without asking him: "Don't worry."
Fu Xingye nodded: "There is another thing, I need you to pay attention to it."
"Family adoption?"
Fu Xingye shook his head: "Something else."
…
On the day when he officially set off to pick up Chen Xinlan and returned to China, the air ticket was bought in the afternoon, so that when he arrived in the country where Chen Xinlan was located, it happened to be in the morning.
But early this morning, Fu Xingye asked the driver to send himself to Nie Changhuan's house.
Because it was too early and Nie Changhuan was busy with work, when he arrived, only Aunt Su was up and was preparing breakfast for the family in the kitchen.
After Aunt Su greeted him to sit down, she went to the kitchen and poured him a glass of water.
Because Liu Zhenghe had a good chess game the day before, Aunt Su confiscated it too late in the evening, so the coffee table was a bit messy.
Aunt Su found a corner to put down the cup, and while tidying up the coffee table, she smiled unconsciously: "The house is a bit crowded, mainly because the area is too small."
Fu Xingye pulled his lips and smiled.
Aunt Su thought he didn't understand what he meant, and was thinking about how to continue reminding him. Fu Xingye took the glass of water and took a sip and said softly, "When you move to a new house, you will have a separate bedroom."
Aunt Su stayed for a while. For some reason, she quickly glanced at the direction of the master bedroom, squatted down on the side of the coffee table, lowered her voice but did not suppress her excitement: "You bought a new house, how big is the area?"
Fu Xingye looked around the living room with a good temper: "It's not too different from this area."
"?" Aunt Su reacted, "You mean my bedroom is about the same size as this living room?"
Fu Xingye smiled.
Aunt Su blankly imagined her new bedroom, and immediately realized that it seemed too obvious that she was doing this, so she quickly teased Fu Xingye calmly: "So your relationship with Chang Huan is truly settled."
Fu Xingye didn't answer clearly, only said: "It's been seven years."
Hearing the words "seven years", Aunt Su was a little bit emotional for a while, and then a little bit sad: "It's not easy for you, you can still get together. But our long joyous life is finally coming to an end. Up."