Qu Xiu's condition is rapidly deteriorating, and she has experienced symptoms such as vision loss, memory loss, limb numbness, imbalance, headache and vomiting. It can be said that she is watching herself step by step towards death every day. The physical pain and mental torture made her completely lose the desire to survive.
An Bu tried to communicate with Qu Xiu, but got no response. She just stared out the window blankly, her eyes filled with lifelessness.
The most difficult thing to save in the world is the person who even gave up on himself.
"How is it?" Fu Junyao looked at Anbu who came out of the bedroom, and asked deeply.
"The situation is not very optimistic." An Bu gently closed the door, "Mr. Fu, what are the hobbies Mrs. Qu usually has, or is there anyone she cares about in particular?"
Fu Junyao thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "My mother usually associates with young ladies and wives in the circle, and her relationship with her natal family is also very ordinary. Except for the deceased father, there is no other person who is particularly concerned about her." After a pause, He added, "When my mother was first hospitalized, many relatives and friends came to visit her, but few people came after three or five days."
What he meant was obvious, there was no one around Qu Xiu who could make her open her heart, most of them were just ordinary friendships.
"As for hobbies, that is, playing cards, shopping, and growing flowers, nothing unusual."
Anbu thought for a moment, then asked, "Does she like pets?"
Fu Junyao was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "I don't hate it or like it. I used to have dogs at home, and they were all taken care of by servants. She rarely gets close."
Anbu felt that the job this time was a bit difficult. How could a person who had nothing to love in life and was only waiting for death to arouse her desire to survive
Anbu, who was lost in thought, did not notice that Fu Junyao was staring at her intently.
The girl in front of her looks so much like Aunt Gu'an. The former looks younger and more beautiful with no makeup on her face, while the latter is elegant and mature, with a bit of willfulness and freedom.
Since the last farewell, Auntie Gu'an has disappeared, she can't get through the phone, and she doesn't reply to the email. She promised to be their umbrella, but it turned into a parachute and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Fu Junyao has been looking for her, but he didn't find it, but he found a girl who was so similar to her.
He couldn't help wondering if she might be Aunt Gu'an, but she was well-maintained and couldn't tell her age. Aren't many celebrities in their forties now the same as girls in their twenties
An Bu asked Fu Junyao a lot about Qu Xiu, and finally said: "Let's do this for now, I'll go back and study, and come to see her tomorrow."
After speaking, he picked up his bag and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Miss An, it's getting late, I'll treat you to lunch." Fu Junyao reached for her bag and made a "please" gesture.
"Mr. Fu is too polite." An Bu politely refused, "I still have something to do, so I won't bother Mr. Fu."
Fu Junyao paused for a moment, and in the end he didn't force her to go out. He personally sent her out, then took out his mobile phone and made a call...
After returning home, the first thing Anbu did was to look through the diary, looking for memories related to the rich family.
Qu Xiu is the wife of Fu Haiya, one of the seven founders of Xinqi. He also adopted a son and a daughter, Fu Junyao and Fu Shuang. "Gu'an" is the second guardian of Fu Shuang, and also the second guardian of Luo Tianlei, the son of another late founder of Xinqi, Luo Tianlei.
If Qu Xiu unfortunately dies of illness, "Gu An" will officially take over the guardianship of Fu Fu Shuang and Luo Tianlei. There are still more than two years before they reach adulthood. Even if Qu Xiu can persist until then, with her current physical condition, she will not have the ability to supervise.
An Bu was silent for a while. At first, he probably felt that he had no chance to be the guardian, so he readily agreed. He didn't expect that Qu Xiu would be seriously ill and would not be able to survive for three years.
After sealing the diary, Anbu fell back and lay on the bed in a "big" shape.
Jian Ningxuan walked in and saw Anbu stretching his arms and splitting his legs: "What do you look like?"
Anbu turned sideways, changing from the word "big" to the word "dagger".
Jian Ningxuan: "..." Are you doing yoga again
"Jian Xiansen~~" Anbu jumped off the bed and hooked Jian Ningxuan's neck, "I want to make you a love meal."
Jian Ningxuan: Don't hesitate.
"What pose do you like?"
Jian Ningxuan: What else is there in the package
"Three-dimensional, two-dimensional, subtle, or unrestrained?"
"...you decide." Reserved limited his imagination.
That night, An Bu got into the kitchen and started to make her love meal.
Seeing that she planted roses, lit candles, and played light music, Jian Ningxuan arranged such a romantic scene for him, so she went to the room to change into a dress, and prepared to have a sweet candlelight dinner with her.
"Mr. Jian, your love set meal~~" Anbu put the plate in front of Jian Ningxuan's table, and said politely, "Please enjoy."
Although he had made psychological preparations in advance, Jian Ningxuan was still shocked after seeing the real thing.
On the dinner plate, there is an oval-shaped white cake. The cream on the cake is made into a foam shape. In the middle of the foam, there is a pair of man and woman carved from fruit. The lower body is hidden in the foam, and the upper body is naked. The tall, plump breasts are facing Guo Nan's face, as if he is doing something indescribable. Behind the male and female, there is a tender and delicious red wine chicken wing inserted respectively. On one side of the cake stood a chocolate bar, with a small potato carved into a heart on the front end of the stick. The potatoes were wrapped with shreds of honey sauce, hanging down like a water curtain. Slices of rose petals are scattered around the edge of the dinner plate as an embellishment.
"This package is called 'Flying Together'" An Bu said with satisfaction, "What do you think, Mr. Jian?"
Jian Ningxuan: This is actually... two birdmen taking a bath together, right
The cake is the bathtub, the cream is the foam, the chicken wings are the wings, the chocolate bar is the spray, and the honeydew is the water.
Is step by step implying something
Seeing that he was silent, An Bu asked sincerely, "Does Mr. Jian not like this posture?"
Jian Ningxuan: Is this a matter of posture? If he knew that Bubu's love package was in this style, why should he dress so formally? Just change into a bathrobe.
Jian Ningxuan stood up, took off his coat, tore off his bow tie, opened his collar, sat down again, picked up his knife and fork, and started eating.
Holding a glass of juice, Anbu watched with a smile as he enjoyed the love meal he made. Sure enough, when you are in a bad mood, feeding the cat owner is the happiest.
In the evening, without any accidents, Jian Ningxuan and An Laoshi had a honey-flavored mandarin duck bath.
The next day, the refreshed Mrs. An went straight to the pet store, picked and picked, and finally bought a Czech terrier that was so ugly that it made people want to cry.
An Bu picked up the three-month-old Czech terrier, and vaguely saw dislike for her on its hairy face.
An Bu: You are so ugly, how dare you despise others? Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you, and she wasn't raising her anyway.
The Czech Terrier is a small dog with a strange appearance, deep eyes, a big head, long waist and short legs, and the thickest hair on the face, jaw and limbs, which looks like wearing a grass skirt. Although it is friendly, it likes to challenge those who are stronger than it.
An Bu intends to stimulate Qu Xiu with this Czech terrier, to see if it can add a little fun to her.