Jiang Hengshu on the other end of the phone did not speak, the two of them were silent, their long breaths seemed to be mixed with soft sighs, Fu Zhen knew that Jiang Hengshu was also missing him.
He sniffed his nose, glanced at the darkened sky outside the shed, exhaled, and said to Jiang Hengshu on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'm going to eat, you should eat earlier too."
Jiang Hengshu hummed, and the two of them dragged on for a while before hanging up the phone.
Jiang Hengshu went downstairs to the company and ate a few casual bites before returning to the office. Since Fu Zhen left, he has had to work overtime almost every night.
The president has been working overtime, so it is impossible for the employees of the company to go home with their bags on their backs. Although the subsidies and treatment given by the company are very good, and there is supper at night, most of the employees still hope to go home as soon as possible to enjoy a pleasant nightlife .
Soon, these employees knew that Director Fu had gone to another place, and Jiang Hengshu had no one waiting for him after returning home, so they devoted their limited lives to unlimited work.
So, when will you be able to come back, Director Fu? Help us!
Jiang Hengshu was sitting behind the desk, flipping through the documents in his hands quickly, but occasionally he stopped suddenly, looked in the direction of the sofa, and remembered that Fu Zhen was no longer in Pinghai City, and it would take a long time before he came back .
He withdrew his gaze and continued working.
There was a knock on the door, and Jiang Hengshu didn't look up. He was calculating the data on the report when a slightly unfamiliar male voice rang in his ear, saying to Jiang Hengshu, "President, Secretary Dong has something to leave. Let me send you this document."
Jiang Hengshu hummed, "Put the documents on the table."
Although the documents were placed on the table, the assistant did not leave. He opened his mouth softly and called out, "Boss Jiang."
Jiang Hengshu put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, saw this person's appearance and remembered that he was Secretary Dong's new assistant, Jiang Hengshu asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"
"Mr. Jiang, have you had dinner yet? I bought two lunch boxes, how about I bring them to you?"
Jiang Hengshu frowned slightly, and refused: "No need, you can go if there is nothing else."
But the assistant didn't leave immediately, he was still in Jiang Hengshu's office, his eyes wandered on Jiang Hengshu's desktop for a while, then he took a step forward as if he had made some important decision, his body tensed Sticking to that desk, the expression on his face looks very coquettish.
"Mr. Jiang, I heard that Director Fu has gone to film in other places." He leaned forward and asked Jiang Hengshu softly, "Don't you feel lonely when you are alone at night?"
Jiang Hengshu said to the young man in front of him expressionlessly, "You should leave."
"I can do what he can do, and I can do what he can't do. Mr. Jiang, please think about me, I promise I won't reveal anything," the assistant unbuttoned his shirt a few times He said to Jiang Hengshu in a voice that he thought was seductive, "I am younger than him, and I know more than him."
"He is twenty-three years old, how old are you?" Jiang Hengshu's tone was slightly mocking.
The assistant's voice paused, he was twenty-five years old this year, he really never thought that Fu Zhen would be so young.
Jiang Hengshu moved his chair back a little, took the mobile phone on the table in his hand, opened the call log, and found Secretary Dong's name.
The assistant still didn't believe that there are men in this world who don't cheat, so he asked Jiang Hengshu, "What do you like about him?"
Does liking necessarily need a reason
Jiang Hengshu always felt that this question was a bit familiar. Before, Fu Zhen seemed to pounce on him and asked him what he liked about him. Jiang Hengshu couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing lightly, with gentleness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. .
The assistant looked at Jiang Hengshu's expression and knew that he thought of Fu Zhen again. It seemed that Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen had a really good relationship, but he really didn't want to give up this good opportunity that might skyrocket, "Jiang Hengshu Why doesn't the boss want to think about me? President Jiang won't be alone with Director Fu... "
"You have been fired." Jiang Hengshu raised his head and said to the assistant with a cold face.
The assistant didn't expect Jiang Hengshu to fire him so simply, and immediately shouted: "Boss Jiang!"
Jiang Hengshu ignored the assistant's call and called Secretary Dong to tell him to find another assistant.
Then he said mercilessly to the assistant in front of him: "Are you going out by yourself, or I will let the security take you out."
The assistant was frightened by Jiang Hengshu's operation. Knowing that he lost his wife and soldiers today, he couldn't say anything, so he could only leave Jiang Hengshu's office in despair.
After the assistant left, Jiang Hengshu was the only one left in the office. He picked up the photo frame on the corner of the table, which contained Fu Zhen's photo.
He remembered the first time they met, in the crowd of the bus, he plunged into his arms and into his heart, and began to take root and sprout, and finally grew into a towering tree.
There is no need for any reason to like someone, but at a certain moment, there is a sudden desire to grow old with him.
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Fu Zhen was sitting in front of the monitor with the walkie-talkie, frowning tightly. Because the van turned over at the wrong angle, this shot never passed. He touched his chin, and he had to go back and think of a way.
He glanced at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was almost time to call it a day and go back to the hotel. Fu Zhen yawned, put the walkie-talkie to his mouth, and was about to speak when the ground under his feet shook violently. The pole was wobbling and about to fall, and the outside was also in chaos at the same time, screaming, the sound of broken porcelain, and the sound of props collapsing... All kinds of sounds were mixed together. In this chaotic sound, the poles on the four sides of the shed fell twice. Gen, it was like being pushed a domino, it immediately fell apart, and directly threw Fu Zhen into it.
The top of the shed is made of fabric, but it’s not very heavy. It’s hard to feel it when it’s pressed against your body. It’s just that the monitor was overturned along with the cabinet during the earthquake, and it just hit Fu Zhen’s left leg. Fu Zhen gasped. Take a breath.
His leg looks like an ordinary person when he walks now, but it is not normal after all. After being hit like this, he may have to start rehabilitation again.
The assistant director shouted loudly from outside: "It's an earthquake, get down!"
"Get down, get down."
The voice was louder and louder, the panic screaming just now disappeared, and the shaking of the ground seemed to be a little more violent than before. Fu Zhen lay on the ground and tried his best to think of a happy place. Their place is remote and desolate enough, so it shouldn’t be What casualties.
"Mr. Fu, what are you doing?" The assistant director's voice sounded again.
"Xiaozhen is still down there."
"There is no fabric on the shed, so it won't be damaged under pressure."
"His legs are not good, I'm afraid he might have an accident down there."
Fu Jianchen's voice was getting closer and closer, and the earthquake was still going on. Although the shock felt a little smaller than before, no one could guarantee whether it would suddenly become louder later.
"Leave me alone, I'm fine!" Fu Zhen shouted to the outside, he hoped that Fu Jianchen could quickly go to a flat place to lie down, his mobile phone seemed to be on the table just now, and he didn't know when the shed collapsed Where is the phone in the corner
Fu Jianchen outside did not leave, but tore apart the collapsed fabric bit by bit, hugged the pole aside, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and looked for Fu Zhen's figure on the shaking ground in the dark, and finally he saw the legs Fu Zhen was pressed under the monitor.
Fu Jianchen frowned at once, his face was full of bitterness, while quickly squatting down and pushing the monitor on Fu Zhen's lap aside, he said to Fu Zhen with some complaints: "He also said that he was fine. "
The earthquake seemed to be over, the land returned to calm, and the crew members recovered from their panic, turned on the flashlights, and began to clean up the mess in the place.
Some people turned on their mobile phones and found that there is still a signal. The earthquake just now has a magnitude of 4.8, and there may be aftershocks. It felt like the bed was shaking.
Fu Jianchen carried Fu Zhen on his back. They had already removed all four wheels of the van just now for filming. Now the master who repaired the car went to nowhere. It's not easy to take a taxi at this time, so Fu Jianchen simply dialed 120 for emergency treatment, and went to the distant road with Fu Zhen on his back to wait for the car to come.
Fu Zhen lay on Fu Jianchen's back, as if he had returned to many years ago. His father was still very young at that time, like a superman in animation, always omnipotent, but now the white hair on his head has been vicissitudes. hair.
It took more than ten minutes to walk from here to the main road, which was the same distance as the hotel. Fu Jianchen walked very fast. Small snowflakes fell from the sky, glowing softly under the cold moonlight.
Snow particles swirled and fluttered in the north wind, bare branches swayed in the wind, making rustling noises, shadows whirled and were reflected by the moonlight on the ground covered with weeds, baring their teeth and claws like ghosts.
Facing the wind and snow, Fu Zhen's chin rested on Fu Jianchen's shoulder. He could clearly hear Fu Jianchen's rapid breathing. With the help of the moonlight, everything related to the past was like a long scroll in front of his eyes. Expand.
When he was kicked out of Fu's house, he hid in the alley and watched the back of Fu Jianchen and Tang Wanwan leaving together from a distance; Back in the past, but when he turned around, he saw Tang Wanwan's ostentatious face on the screen; he once picked up the memories of the past in the heavy snow as sugar, and swallowed them together with pain and suffering... In the end, the only thing left in his mind was The longevity seat in Yunlu Temple.
A wisp of green smoke coiled up, and his name on the longevity seat was hazy, making it hard to see clearly.
Fu Zhen's eyes suddenly became moist, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and slid down his cheeks, his eyes stopped on the white hair on top of Fu Jianchen's head.
He didn't want Fu Jianchen to grow old like this, he hoped that he would be young and tall forever.
He put his arms around Fu Jianchen's neck, and many words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he just called out in a low voice: "Dad..."
Fu Jianchen was shocked, and after a long time, he carefully replied to Fu Zhen: "Father is here."
The ambulance came soon, fixed Fu Zhen's leg, and drove him to the hospital. When he was in the car, Jiang Hengshu called to ask about Fu Zhen's situation. The phone was given to Fu Zhen.
In the hospital, after the examination, the doctor said regretfully: "His leg has recovered very well, but this time it was hit like this, and it is a bit difficult to restore it to the previous level."
Fu Zhen smiled at Fu Jianchen, comforted him and said, "It's fine."
Fu Jianchen pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time.
All this was caused by him, how many times he wished he could replace Fu Zhen to bear these pains.
Fu Zhen could see guilt and remorse from Fu Jianchen's face. If he used to be happy, but now he felt distressed. He stretched out his hand, put it on the back of Fu Jianchen's hand, comforted him and said, "It's really okay, I didn't worry about it before. He said it was impossible to recover well, but he recovered very well afterwards."
Fu Jianchen hummed, and pushed Fu Zhen to the ward. The two of them had something to eat, and Fu Zhen fell asleep when he was a little tired. Fu Jianchen watched for a while, then got up and planned to go out to wash his face.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he looked up and saw Jiang Hengshu walking in a hurry. It has only been three hours since the earthquake happened. It is not easy for him to come here so quickly.