In the evening after the rain, it was already dark.
There is a fresh smell of grass in the air, accompanied by the "rustling" sound of leaves, being sent in by the wind through the cracks in the window, a trace of coolness blows on the neck, and the sweat penetrates into the pores, and suddenly relaxes.
There was a low noise in the room.
In the darkness, Ruan Sixian felt that her close-fitting clothes had been wet with sweat, and it was uncomfortable to stick to her body.
"His—" Fu Mingyu frowned, pressing his palms on the back of her neck, his voice hoarse, "Baby, take it easy."
"you shut up."
Ruan Sixian buried her head in his neck, closed her eyes tightly, and tugged at the corner of his shirt with her other hand, trembling slightly.
She gritted her teeth and whispered in a very depressed voice: "Why are you still not well... I'm very tired... "
Fu Mingyu lowered his head, his breath was hot, and he kissed her earlobe closely.
She leaned against his neck, the room where the lights were turned off was pitch black, her sense of smell and hearing were amplified, and everything was clear.
The smell on his body surrounded Ruan Sixian involuntarily.
It was clearly the smell of fir fir, but it also had a burning feeling at this time.
The breath in the air is either depressed or warm, one after another.
Ruan Sixian's palm has a thin layer of calluses, but her skin is delicate.
Tenderness and subtle roughness coexist, and every movement is like tugging on a tight string.
Ruan Sixian's breathing became tighter and tighter, her eyelashes were trembling, and she lost her measure of time.
After an unknown amount of time, the arm suddenly froze.
She raised her head and saw Fu Mingyu closing his eyes in the darkness, his brows trembling slightly, and fine sweat oozing from his forehead.
She opened her mouth halfway, forgetting to breathe for a moment.
When he slowly opened his eyes, she instantly regained consciousness, got up quickly and ran towards the bathroom.
In the dimly lit room, Fu Mingyu leaned on the sofa, let out a long sigh, tidying up his clothes slowly, and tidying up the soiled sofa with a tissue.
After losing the tissue, he walked to the wall and raised his hand to turn on the light, which instantly illuminated the entire living room.
The sound of water in the bathroom came out through the crack of the door and lasted for a long time.
Fu Mingyu stood by the door and tried to open it, but found that it was locked.
He leaned against the wall and knocked gently on the door.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
"I want you to take care of it!"
Ruan Sixian had already washed her hands, but her breathing still did not calm down when she saw the reddish palms.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, and a few sweat-soaked hair were pressed against her neck, as if she was the one being manipulated.
too tired!
How can it be more tiring than manipulating the stance stick!
A few minutes later, she opened the door, and Fu Mingyu's shirt in front of her was well-fitting, not a single wrinkle, even the neckline was meticulous.
How could someone just look like they were about to die, but in ten minutes, they could recover as if they could be on the news network immediately
Ruan Sixian lowered her head and squeezed him away, "Go away, don't get in my way."
She walked to the living room, and Fu Mingyu's coat was thrown on the sofa. It seemed that she had just pressed it, and it was spread out in a mess, and the sleeves were still wrinkled.
When she bent down to pick it up, she saw the tissue in the trash, and there was an indescribable smell.
Her ears were still red, but when she saw this scene, her temples jumped up again, and the palm of her grasping the coat continued to heat.
I've been intoxicated, definitely I've been intimidated.
She is so reserved and in line with the socialist values of harmony, a young woman who is actually tempted by him to do something she once thought she would never do in her life.
Fu Mingyu tied his tie beside him, his slender fingers tightened neatly, and he turned to see Ruan Sixian holding his jacket, and said, "Baby, hand me the jacket."
Ruan Sixian thought that he had just yelled "Baby" in her ear, and the fire burned to his face, and immediately threw the coat on his head.
"Do your own thing in the future!"
Fu Mingyu was a little inexplicable, pretended not to understand Ruan Sixian's words, took off his jacket, put it on the crook of his arm, and stepped forward to brush Ruan Sixian's head.
"Well, then I'll go back to the company to work." He looked down at Ruan Sixian, "Have a rest early, you look quite tired."
Ruan Sixian: "…"
Who is to blame? ! Who is to blame? !
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After Fu Mingyu left, Ruan Sixian returned to the restaurant to clear the table.
As soon as I started, I heard a "pop", and a bowl fell back on the table and rolled twice.
Ruan Sixian's eyes were quick and her hands were quick, and she immediately bent down to catch it to prevent losing a bowl.
However, after she caught it, she closed her eyes, feeling helpless.
Suddenly there is a feeling that the 50kg arm push is done in vain.
After washing the dishes and returning to the study, Ruan Sixian took out the exam materials, put on her earphones, and prepared to prepare for the exam.
But when doing the question, she found that the words she wrote were crooked, and her hand seemed to be out of control.
There will be no next time.
Next time I will be Broken Arm Venus.
Suddenly a message came in from the phone.
[Zheng Youan]:…
[Ruan Sixian]:
After finding that he was not blocked, Zheng Youan immediately sent out the prepared txt.
[Zheng Youan]: I'll say sorry to you first. I just called Mr. Fu and didn't answer. It was just yesterday. I was talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously. I confessed my motivation: I just didn't want my family to match me and President Fu, so I made a rumor. I was sure that my family wouldn't say it, but I didn't expect it to reach your ears. I really didn't see anything. We parted ways after getting off the plane in Spain, all my nonsense.
After Fu Mingyu denied it, Ruan Sixian thought about whether Zheng Youan was wrong or she said it on purpose.
The former is more likely, after all, no matter how much Zheng Youan hates Fu Mingyu, he won't be against him.
But I didn't expect it to be so.
Seeing that Ruan Sixian didn't reply immediately, Zheng Youan carefully typed out a few words.
[Zheng You'an]: You shouldn't be quarreling, right
Ruan Sixian hadn't thought about what to say when the other party sent another message.
[Zheng Youan]: Shouldn't you still do it!
"… "
That really worked.
[Zheng Youan]: This is my fault. If you really break up, I will pay you a boyfriend!
[Zheng Youan]: There are not many young single presidents, but there are some who are about to take office!
[Ruan Sixian]: No need, sister.
[Zheng Youan]: No no no, I should call you sister.
[Ruan Sixian]: We're fine!
[Zheng You'an]: You're welcome, I was the one who caused trouble, I should compensate.
[Zheng Youan]:
[Zheng Youan]: Are you all right
Fu Mingyu was busy before and didn't have time to answer Zheng Youan's phone call. Zheng Youan was naturally scared, thinking that he was furious and on the verge of breaking the law, so he didn't dare to call him again, and turned to Ruan Sixian to apologize.
Ruan Sixian knew what happened before and after, and after thinking about it, she should have told Fu Mingyu, lest he think back on the matter later and do something horrific.
It's just that she deliberately concealed the reason why Zheng Youan blackmailed him, saying that she had drunk too much nonsense.
"She said you can do whatever you want right now, kill or cut whatever you want."
"Well." Fu Mingyu answered the phone with one hand, quickly signed the document with the other, and said lightly, "Well, I see."
Based on Ruan Sixian's understanding of President Ba from novels and TV series, the duller the tone, the more angry he is.
"You're angry?"
Fu Mingyu: "A little bit."
The "somewhat" of President Ba naturally cannot be compared with the "somewhat" of ordinary people.
Ruan Sixian asked again, "Are you thinking about how to get revenge on her?"
Fu Mingyu chuckled, "Not really."
Since June of this year, almost all of the five-star hotels under the Zhengjia Group in third-tier cities have closed, and the market share in second-tier cities is also in jeopardy.
The outside world may not necessarily see the decline of the Zheng family, but as a long-term partner, Fu Mingyu can spy on one or two of them from all aspects.
Moreover, when the Zheng family matched him with Zheng Youan two years ago, he had already felt that the situation of the Zheng family was not optimistic.
Fu Mingyu raised his eyes and quickly signed a word, "I don't want to bother with her."
"Oh, that's it." Ruan Sixian laughed on the other end of the phone, "You are quite generous."
"I don't think I'm too big. You should be the one who has the most experience."
Ruan Sixian snorted softly, "I'm going to read a book."
Fu Mingyu: "Huh? You're still reading so late, are you in good spirits?"
"...Fu Mingyu, let me tell you, you will never want to enter my house in the future."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Mingyu smiled, put down the pen, and Bai Yang came up to collect the documents.
Fu Mingyu got up, glanced at the time, and turned to ask Bo Yang, "My mother is home?"
"Madam just got off the plane."
Fu Mingyu nodded and asked Bo Yang to instruct the driver to return to Huguang Mansion tonight.
He arrived a few minutes before He Lanxiang, Doudou leaned against his feet and scratched his belly.
Fu Mingyu played with it for a while, and was about to go upstairs to change clothes when there was movement at the door.
He Lanxiang walked in with a bright face, wearing a bright artificial fur, and stood under the lamp, the whole person flashed as if he had just come off the Broadway stage.
When she saw Fu Mingyu at home, she stopped and stood there, looking at him up and down, "Yo, who is this? Did you go to the wrong house?"
He turned back and waved to the driver: "A stranger broke into my house illegally, hurry up and call the police."
The driver who came in with the suitcase couldn't help laughing.
Fu Mingyu looked at her coldly, untied his cuffs, and walked towards her.
He sometimes wonders if there is something wrong with his physique, and the women around him are sharper than the other.
He Lanxiang swayed to the table, took out a royal blue velvet box from his bag, took out a necklace from it, hung it on his finger, turned to face Fu Mingyu, raised his chin, "Look at it."
Fu Mingyu only glanced at it, not very interested in this kind of woman's favorite thing.
"very beautiful."
"Pretty need you to say, do I have no eyes?"
He Lanxiang shook the necklace, and under the floor lamp, the pendant glowed faintly.
Fu Mingyu raised his eyes, "Over budget?"
"..." He Lanxiang put away the necklace, "vulgar!"
After carefully putting the necklace back into the box, she said, "I was going there this time just to see an art exhibition, but Mr. Lester heard that I had passed by and insisted that I attend his banquet. I don't want to go, but everyone has come to invite them in person, so I can't help but give face, right?"
Fu Mingyu nodded and didn't answer.
He Lanxiang mentioned that Mr. Lester is a cutting-edge British jewelry designer who signed a contract with a jewelry brand in China at the beginning of this year and has been based in China ever since.
"Then I complimented him on the necklace he won this year, but he gave it to me without saying a word. I couldn't even push it away."
He Lanxiang rubbed his temples, "I wanted to keep a low profile, but when he came here, all the women at the banquet stared at me, which was really troublesome."
Hearing this, Fu Mingyu had some ideas, walked slowly to the table, opened the box again, and looked at the necklace inside.
He Lanxiang was still expressing his troubles later, "Hey, you know Qu Xunyan, she usually wears beads, she is not interested in these, she went with her sister, and she stared at me a few times today, which made me I'm so sorry. Oh, that's right, how could a woman not like something so beautiful?"
At the same time as the voice fell, Fu Mingyu closed the lid, turned his head and asked, "Sell it to me, okay?"
When He Lanxiang understood what Fu Mingyu wanted to do, she covered her chest and inhaled violently, almost unable to stand up: "Fu Mingyu, do you still have a conscience! I raised you so hard, and you treat me like this?!"
On Christmas Day, Ruan Sixian spent it on the plane.
The day before New Year's Day, Bian Xuan went shopping with Ruan Sixian.
The two of them were walking on the road, looking at the New Year decorations on the streets, and their backs were a little cold.
"I get goosebumps when I think of when I was an ordinary flight attendant, when it was National Day, New Year's Day and Spring Festival."
Bian Xuan took Ruan Sixian's hand and walked slowly, "I haven't been home for four years since I graduated from college until I transferred to smuggling. Every year when I send people home, we huddle in the hotel, and even There's no takeaway, just eat some instant noodles, think about it, it's really not a life for people."
As she said that, she patted Ruan Sixian on the shoulder, "Fortunately, I'm relieved, you still have to suffer."
Holidays, for others, mean holidays and rest, but for those in the aviation industry, it is Shura Field.
Everyone can't wait to not come during the holidays, and they are not in the mood to give gifts during the holidays. Over time, the sense of ritual for the festival will fade away.
Ruan Sixian was a little sleepy, drinking milk tea and casually shopping with her eyes.
When passing a luxury men's clothing store, she stopped.
"What's the matter?" Bian Xuan followed her line of sight, "Want to buy your boyfriend a New Year's gift?"
Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and it walked in automatically with both feet.
Two rows of waiters at the door greeted them with drinks and towels, and took Ruan Sixian and Bian Xuan to the new area.
Ruan Sixian looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the tie.
There were about twenty ties in the transparent cabinet, most of which were low-key styles. Ruan Sixian looked at them for a few minutes and shook her head.
"never mind."
"Don't you like it?" Bian Xuan said, "I think it looks pretty."
"Good-looking is good-looking, but his ties seem to be custom made."
"What's the matter, the key is your heart." Bian Xuan pulled her back, "You gave it, does he dare to say he doesn't like it?"
Ruan Sixian thought for a while, and raised her eyebrows, "He doesn't dare."
Bought a black dark-patterned tie, Ruan Sixian carefully put it into the flight case, spread a layer of cashmere shawl, and patted it lightly.
Alas, Fu Mingyu, if you dare to say that you don't like it, this tie is your lifeline.
At 6 p.m. on December 31, Ruan Sixian's flight returned.
After the last passenger got off the plane, the captain took Ruan Sixian through the cabin and checked them one by one.
"Oh, another year has passed."
The captain patted the luggage rack and felt relieved when he heard the voice, "It's been a busy year, when will it be a head?"
After walking out of the cabin, the safety officers and the flight crew were crowded on the flight crew stairs to exchange New Year's greetings.
The wind on the tarmac was very strong, and Ruan Sixian's hair was messed up. She took out the scarf on her hand and wrapped it around her neck as she walked towards the crew car.
She asked the flight attendants in skirts to get into the car first, and waited with the captain behind
Just as he was about to step on it, there was a sudden noise in the distance.
Ruan Sixian and the captain turned their heads to look over, and the people who got on the crew car also stuck their heads out to look.
"Oh, it looks like there's a disturbance!"
"Who's making trouble this New Year's Eve?"
"Are you fighting?"
"Looks like it's the crew."
A person wanted to go over to take a look, but Ruan Sixian stopped her and said, "The security guards will take care of it. Don't catch a cold in this cold weather."
When the crew car passed there, the troublemaker had already been taken away.
After leaving the airport and returning to the World Airline Building, Ruan Sixian and the captain went to the flight department to hand in the flight assignment book. They met the people inside who were celebrating the New Year, so they stayed for a while.
When she came out, Ruan Sixian received a message from Fu Mingyu. He said that he had finished the meeting, and immediately went to the meeting room and told her to go to the office to find him.
So Ruan Sixian went there.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly saw a man standing in the glass corridor in front of her. He supported the wall with his hands, hunched over, and buried his head deeply.
This man is no stranger.
He was Ruan Sixian's high school alumnus, and he was a mechanic. The two of them would chat a few times when they met each other.
He seems to be... crying
Ruan Sixian approached slowly, stood behind him, and patted his shoulder.
"Tan Shan?"
Tan Shan turned back, his eyes were red, and when he saw Ruan Sixian, he turned back immediately.
"What's wrong with you?" Ruan Sixian asked, "Is something wrong?"
Tan Shan still maintained his previous posture, propped up against the wall, but his shoulders were shaking.
Ruan Sixian stood for a while, seeing that he seemed unwilling to speak, so she decided to turn around and leave.
But as soon as the idea came to him, Tan Shan spoke up.
"It's so boring." His voice was hoarse and a little sobbing, "It's really boring to go to work and earn money."
"What's wrong?" Ruan Sixian thought of something and said, "Did you have an accident on the tarmac just now?"
Tan Shan swallowed, his voice choked, "Yes, I hit someone, I can't help it anymore."
Ruan Sixian: "Huh?"
Tan Shan looked back at her, his red eyes bloodshot.
He was about to speak, but he swallowed and swallowed the words, pursing the corners of his lips tightly, his chin trembling slightly.
Ruan Sixian felt that he seemed to have a string stretched that would soon break.
"Tomorrow is the New Year." Ruan Sixian said, "Everything is new in the new year, and nothing is difficult to pass."
She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't expect that this sentence touched Tan Shan's nerve, and suddenly leaned on her shoulder and let out a loud howl.
"The New Year of the fart will be good! It will not be good! It will not be good!"
Ruan Sixian was too frightened to move.
No, it is said that the collapse of adults is silent? What's the matter with you, brother? !
And Tan Shan was emotionally broken, no matter who the person in front of him was, he just wanted to find a shoulder to lean on.
"It's too hard, it's too hard for me, is this a fucking life? My girlfriend is urging me to buy a house every day. If I don't buy a house next year, I won't wait for me. I'm going back to my hometown for a blind date. I fucking want to buy one too. A house, but I can't afford it! One month's salary is just that, and I have to pay my parents to eat and live, where can I buy a house!"
Ruan Sixian's back froze, she didn't know what to say, so she could only say dryly, "Then why did you hit someone?"
"I can't stand that Captain Zhang, what kind of shit! I don't remember to turn off the radar every time, isn't the life of our maintenance crew?! Who can stand the radiation?! I can't afford a house and want to live for a few more years. , I told him a few times and he would forget it, really don't take our maintenance as a person, do you?"
"Uh… "
Every time Ruan Sixian got on the plane, some captains would remind her to turn off the radar when she landed, which would be very harmful to the maintenance of the aircraft to stop it, but some captains would not remind her, and even the captains themselves would forget.
Ruan Sixian's clothes were tightly grasped by him, and she could feel a dampness on her shoulders.
"It's so boring, what's the point of doing this shit!" He just choked up at first, but now he is completely venting, "Don't talk about the radiation, but also take the blame every day, the mother of the Sichuan Airlines incident The media also reported that it was a maintenance failure. Carefully cause the windshield to break, fuck it, shut down the business! Then the fucking original aircraft has never been moved!"
When his collapse became more and more unstoppable, Ruan Sixian didn't know what to do.
The two of them are of the opposite sex, and the key here is her boyfriend's company, which is not good!
"That..." Ruan Sixian slowly pushed him away, "we'll talk about it slowly..."
Pushed by her, Tan Shan simply squatted on the ground, holding his head, immersed in his own sadness.
"I still can't lose my job... I can't lose anything else..."
Ruan Sixian was afraid that Tan Shan would sit on her shoulder in a while, so she took a step back and said, "I'll—"
The phone rang suddenly, and Ruan Sixian's heart skipped a beat.
She took it out and saw that it was indeed Fu Mingyu's news.
[Fu Mingyu]: Look up.
These two words were like machine instructions, and Ruan Sixian immediately raised her head.
Through the glass corridor, she saw a person standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the director's office opposite.
"… "
Ruan Sixian sighed and put away the phone.
Tan Shan covered his face, "I'm sorry... I said too much... I'm sorry to let you listen to my complaints here."
"I still have something to do, so I'll go first."
Coax boyfriend to go.
Before entering Fu Mingyu's office, Ruan Sixian paused, then turned around and went to the side of a female assistant, squatted down to open the flight case, and took out the box containing the tie.
After entrusting the flight box to the female assistant, she put her hands behind her back, hid the box on her body, and walked in softly.
Fu Mingyu stood by the window on the phone.
Seeing Ruan Sixian coming in, he turned his head and raised his hand, signaling Ruan Sixian to wait.
Ruan Sixian sat on the sofa and hid the box behind her.
During the few minutes when Fu Mingyu called, she sat very upright, like a primary school student.
After the call, Fu Mingyu turned around and walked towards her.
He sat next to her, stretched his legs, relaxed his posture, but didn't speak, flipping through the phone, not knowing what he was looking at.
It looks so indifferent.
Ruan Sixian got closer.
"Mr. Fu?"
He didn't say anything, just flipped through the phone.
Ruan Sixian tugged at his sleeve.
"Boy friend?"
He still didn't speak, didn't even raise his eyes.
Ruan Sixian licked the corner of her lips and got closer.
"elder brother?"
The movement of the fingertips suddenly stopped.
Fu Mingyu turned his head to the side and looked at Ruan Sixian with a faint light in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows invisibly.
But he still didn't speak, he just straightened up, leaned over and stretched out his hand towards the table.
Ruan Sixian grabbed the corner of his shirt.
"I ran into my high school alumni just now, and he kind of broke down, and—"
Suddenly, a royal blue velvet box appeared in front of her.
The cover was opened, and a necklace inside reflected a lustrous light. The pendant was not large, and it was a delicate hexagon.
"new Year's gift."
Ruan Sixian opened her mouth.
It was obviously just a New Year's gift, but it was hit by a delicate sense of happiness that slowly spread and filled my heart unknowingly.
"I..." She was a little overwhelmed, "I don't lack..."
"Is the missing necessities still called gifts?" Fu Mingyu took off the necklace, reached around her neck, and put it on.
Ruan Sixian looked at Fu Mingyu without blinking, forgetting to take a look at her New Year's gift.
Fu Mingyu slid his fingers along the chain onto the pendant and fiddled with it lightly.
"Although I heard you say you don't like this—"
"I like it."
Ruan Sixian blurted out.
I like it because you gave it.