Fu Zhen didn't speak all the time, he quietly looked at the two men in front of him, this time they found him, what was it for? What else do they want to take away from themselves
Jiang Hengshu has met Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting, and knows their relationship with Fu Zhen. In this case, what he needs to do to protect Fu Zhen, other things should be left to Fu Zhen himself.
Fu Jianchen stared at Fu Zhen walking towards him in a daze. He completely ignored Jiang Hengshu who was walking beside Fu Zhen. His lips trembled, and countless words were stuck in his throat, as if he was afraid of scaring him away. I just asked him softly: "The past two years... how have you been?"
Fu Zhen almost thought he had auditory hallucinations, what kind of joke was Fu Jianchen talking about? Is he asking himself if he is doing well
Fu Zhen was still silent, the Fu Jianchen in front of him gave him an unreal feeling, as if he was still the same him many years ago, as if the dream that troubled him through all the difficult years was finally broken at this moment.
But it was too late, Fu Zhen would not believe that Fu Jianchen would really return to the original place, nor would he live in harmony with Tang Wanwan as he wished.
Whether the scene in front of him is true or not, it has nothing to do with him anymore.
"Very good." Fu Zhen said.
There is absolutely no need to tell the two strangers in front of me the pain and torture that they have suffered.
What Fu Zhen said was not the truth, everyone present knew it, but what he said made Fu Jianchen suddenly didn't know how to continue. He could see the strong resistance and defense against him in Fu Zhen's eyes. It should be the look a child shows his father.
He thought of the dream he often had recently. In the dream, Fu Zhen pushed himself away, his eyes were full of fatigue and sadness, and he said to himself: "It's too late, I don't want you anymore."
This dream has finally become a reality, and his beloved child will never have anything to do with him again.
Fu Jianchen didn't want this. He hoped that Fu Zhen could come back to him and call him Dad. He hoped that time could turn back and go back to the time when he hadn't made any mistakes.
Fu Jianchen felt that his tongue was stiff, as if he had been poisoned, and bitter regret spread in his heart. With great difficulty, he squeezed out a sound from the narrow gap in his throat, and exhausted all his strength, he asked Fu Jianchen Zhen: "What else can Dad do for you?"
Fu Zhen was startled for a moment, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had heard Fu Jianchen calling himself his father, but the more they were like this, the more he felt that there was a huge conspiracy waiting for him. Last time he broke his left leg, he He didn't want to lose his life this time, he had just established a new home with Jiang Hengshu, and he wanted to have a new future here.
"I don't want to see you again, please don't appear in front of me again, okay?" Fu Zhen looked at Fu Jianchen in front of him, with pleading eyes, and said softly to Fu Jianchen, "I beg you."
The north wind was howling, the horns of cars sounded from the street next door, and the dry branches swayed in the wind, Fu Jianchen couldn't hear them. Now his child is begging him not to appear in front of him again, Fu Jianchen has no way to refuse with Fu Zhen's appearance, it took him a lot of effort to stop himself from nodding.
After a while, Fu Jianchen asked in a trembling voice: "Your legs..."
Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered that the last time he saw Fu Zhen in the hospital, he went to the doctor who saw Fu Zhen. The doctor said that it was too late, and if he came earlier, he still had a chance to fully recover.
They woke up too late, not only two years late, but now Fu Jianchen understands that they may also be late for the rest of Fu Zhen's life.
Fu Zhen lowered his eyes, and said to Fu Jianchen expressionlessly, "...it's broken, and it won't get better in the future. You can rest assured."
After saying this, Fu Zhen realized that the sharpness was a bit mean. He didn't want to be like this. He already had a new life and didn't need to be trapped by the past.
He pursed his lips, turned his head and glanced at Jiang Hengshu, who was always standing beside him, Jiang Hengshu patted his shoulder with a smile on his lips, as if giving Fu Zhen to continue to stand in this way power down.
Fu Jianchen moved his lips, and finally said this two-year-late apology: "Dad, I'm sorry."
But this sentence no longer has any meaning to Fu Zhen today.
Light snow fell in the sky, and the street lamps on both sides of the road were lit up one by one.
Fu Zhen laughed when he heard Fu Jianchen's words, and he slowly said to Fu Jianchen: "Mr. Fu, you are no longer my father. Don't forget that we severed the relationship between father and son two years ago. We should be regarded as strangers now, and I am very sorry to appear in front of you again. According to what Mr. Fu Ting said, if he sees me again, he should also break my other leg, but I think today our It shouldn't be my fault that we met, so that I won't live in fear in the future, please, let's not see each other again."
The blood on Fu Ting's face disappeared the moment Fu Zhen said this, and Fu Jianchen was not much better than him.
Fu Zhenxin only felt indescribably happy, as if the depression accumulated over the years had dissipated. Looking at Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting's appearance at this time, he felt that they were hypocritical, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen's hand distressedly. He could see the pain Fu Zhen didn't notice. While stabbing Fu Jianchen and the others, these knives would also leave a scratch on his body. He said to him, "Let's go back."
Then Jiang Hengshu nodded to Fu Jianchen, and said politely, "Mr. Fu, let's go back first."
Fu Jianchen looked at Jiang Hengshu in front of him with an expression of displeasure. He suddenly remembered that the blue-eyed man mentioned by the landlord should be the person in front of him. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "Who are you?"
Just as Jiang Hengshu was about to speak, Fu Zhen pulled his clothes and said to him: "Jiang Hengshu, let's go", pulling Jiang Hengshu around and going into the building.
"Xiao Zhen..." Behind Fu Zhen, Fu Jianchen called his name with a sad face.
Fu Zhen stopped, turned his head suddenly, looked straight at Fu Jianchen, and said word by word: "Mr. Fu, do you still remember what you have done to me? If you forget, I actually don't mind helping you relive it again, why do you think that if you say an apology, everything from the past can be dismissed as a passing cloud, why do you think that I will go back with you?"
Seeing Fu Jianchen's pale face and trembling lips, Fu Zhen's heart softened suddenly. He stopped his sharp hurtful words, and the few people were relatively silent. Fu Zhen moved his lips and let out a long sigh. The voice seemed to be floating in the wind: "What's so good about the Fu family, it's not my home anymore."
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and soon the withered yellow lawn will be covered with a thin layer of white. Under the white street lamp, Fu Jianchen's eyes are already a little red, and he said to Fu Zhen: "That will always be your home .”
Fu Zhen laughed lightly, he shook his head, and said to Fu Jianchen: "I don't believe it anymore, if one day I get into an argument with Tang Wanwan again, you will still kick me out, why bother? That's it , everyone will act as if they have never met each other, Tang Wanwan is already married, maybe you will have a grandson in a short time, and you can enjoy family happiness together."
Fu Jianchen didn't speak, and looked at Fu Zhen without blinking. At this moment, he didn't know what else he could say.
Fu Zhen sniffed, raised his head again, with a serious expression, and said to Fu Jianchen: "I am very grateful to you, Dad, for your upbringing for twenty years, but I may not be able to repay you in this life. I will definitely repay you in the next life."
This was the first time that Fu Zhen called Fu Jianchen's father again after he left the Fu family, but it might also be the last time.
"No more..." Fu Jianchen murmured, this sentence was probably in response to what Fu Zhen said just now, and he would just leave Fu's house.
But Fu Zhen didn't hear Fu Jianchen's words, he turned around and entered the building without looking back, just like what they saw in the dream.
Fu Jianchen's whole body seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, and would never melt again. He watched Fu Zhen disappear from his sight.
After Fu Zhen returned home, Jiang Hengshu sat beside him and accompanied him. The two of them leaned together quietly without speaking. Catch and beat until it hits the ground.
Fu Zhen suddenly turned to Jiang Hengshu and said, "Shouldn't we be making dinner?"
"What to eat?"
Fu Zhen actually couldn't eat it, but he didn't want to make himself look like he was still influenced by Fu Jianchen and the others. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't decide what to eat. Jiang Hengshu touched his head, stood up and said, "I Let's cook some dumplings for you, what kind of stuffing do you want?"
Fu Zhen hummed, looked up and said, "Pork and onion."
Jiang Hengshu nodded and went to work in the kitchen. He quickly cooked two plates of dumplings and called Fu Zhen to eat.
Fu Zhen put down his chopsticks after eating only two. He frowned and asked Jiang Hengshu, "Why did they come to me suddenly today?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't speak, Fu Zhen diverted his thoughts and said to himself: "Is it possible that Tang Wanwan has a heart attack and needs an organ transplant, so that's why he came to me. After he tricks me back to Fu's house, he will do the supporting job right away." type, and then transplant my heart to Tang Wanwan's body."
Jiang Hengshu couldn't help laughing, and said to Fu Zhen, "What are you thinking?"
Fu Zhen also felt that what he said was too unrealistic, so he burst out laughing.
"Okay, don't think so much, everything is over." Jiang Hengshu comforted him and put a dumpling into Fu Zhen's bowl by the way.
Everything is over, and everything has a new beginning.