In the bedroom, Fu Qingli sat quietly. After thinking for a long time, his eyes shifted to the photo frame he had thrown away on the ground. He struggled and carefully got out of bed. After picking up the photo frame on the ground, he felt as if his whole body had lost all strength. With no more strength left, he could only lean against the cold wall.
His face was pale and he was enduring severe pain. Just this short distance and short time made all his clothes soaked. He lowered his eyes and looked at the photo frame.
The photo in the frame is of a newborn child. The little one is very, very small, and it is heart-breakingly thin. It has a small face, but its facial features are already beginning to show refinement.
"Xiao Xi, let's chat with big brother!" Fu Qingli's long, jade-like fingers gently caressed the photo frame, and said softly and helplessly with a bit of disappointment: "Do you think it was big brother who was wrong? But how could they do that? Talking about you, how could I not find you?"
The room was very quiet. He seemed to be talking to himself or to the photo.
"She's not you. How could they fall in love with another girl before they found you?"
"Don't worry, big brother will never give up on you and will definitely find you. Before big brother finds you, you have to take care of yourself, you know?"
"That girl, she is the daughter of her mother's sister. She looks very similar to her mother. She should be your cousin. That's why your second and third brothers are like this. Don't be angry. It's not that they don't love you, they just I just feel sorry for her."
…
At this moment, he completely relaxed and talked about whatever was on his mind, as if chatting about everyday things. His voice was a little hoarse, but filled with endless tenderness and hope.
The sun shone through the huge glass window in the bedroom and on his body. Even his handsome face, which was always cold, was full of tenderness, and his sharp and cold eyes, as sharp as blades, were full of emotion at this moment. Pamper.
It's noon.
Fu Junqiu went home for dinner. As soon as he stepped into the living room, he saw Fu Qingye walking over with a bruised face. He hurriedly ran over with a worried look on his face: "Aye, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your face?" What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Fu Qingye looked at her calmly: "I accidentally knocked on the table."
It's better not to talk about fighting, it's too embarrassing.
"Knocked on the table?" Fu Junqiu frowned, with a deceitful expression on his face, showing off his elders' aura: "Tell aunt, who bullied you, who beat you, aunt will avenge you!"
She was so daring that she even dared to beat her nephew, and the beating was quite serious. Didn't she know that her A-Ye was a face-based person? This strike was a little too harsh, just hitting him in the face!
Even if her A-Ye is gentle and honest, she can't let others bully her like this. No, she must take revenge.
"Auntie, I really bumped into you accidentally." Fu Qingye sighed helplessly and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands. It's time to eat."
Fu Junqiu looked at the table that had been set and the dishes on the table, and asked him: "Where is your eldest brother?"
Fu Qingye: "He is sleeping in the house."
"What?" Fu Junqiu's voice sounded a little shriller this time: "How is that possible? What's wrong with him? Is he sick too? Is he still sleeping now?"
Not normal!
Her eldest nephew is a standard model worker who wakes up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than a dog, and does more work than a donkey. His work and rest schedule is so frightening that she has never seen him sleep in, even if When you are sick.
"The ribs are broken." Fu Qingye said casually, and then walked towards the kitchen.
Fu Junqiu looked at him with a calm expression, as calm as if it was time to eat. His heart became more and more weird. He turned around and went to Fu Qingli's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Fu Qingli, what are you doing? Are you here?" ? "Why are your ribs broken?"
Fu Qingli hugged the photo frame and leaned against the cold wall and fell into a deep sleep. When he heard the knock on the door, he stood up holding the wall with difficulty, put the photo frame on the bedside table, patted it gently, and said warmly: "Brother, get out. Yes, thank you for listening to me."
Fu Junqiu was still knocking on the door, knocking hard, and said anxiously: "Hey, Fu Qingli, are you okay? Are you going to die? Speak quickly. Who are you worrying about? Open the door!"
Fu Qingye said he wasn't worried, but when he saw that the door still hadn't opened after knocking for so long, he came over, stood nearby, and said coldly: "You can't die."
When Fu Junqiu heard what he said, he punched him with an angry fist: "You are looking for death. Are you talking human language? That's your brother. His ribs are broken. You don't look at it. Don't look at it." Wait, don’t you know to ask Xu Xu to come over?”
She was so angry!
What is this all about? A man with a proud look on his face said he got hit, but it was obviously a result of a fight. Look at his grimace, all bruised and bruised.
Why did her second nephew, a sensible and obedient nephew who never dared to say a word "no", suddenly get into a fight with someone
The other one had a broken rib and was sleeping in the bedroom.
The more I think about this, the more wrong it becomes.
Fu Qingli had already opened the door and looked at her: "Auntie, is something okay?"
Fu Junqiu glanced at him, with a bruised face, and then turned to look at Fu Qingye, who also had a displeased face. He felt that his outlook on life was about to collapse, and asked in disbelief: "Did you two fight?"
When she saw the injuries on A Ye's face, she thought he had fought with someone else!
"no!"
The two said in unison.
Fu Qingye turned around and left as if nothing was wrong.
Fu Qingli just raised his feet.
Fu Junqiu pulled him, with a worried look on his face: "Are your ribs okay? Have you gone to the hospital? Can you move now?"
Fu Qingli: "It's okay, third brother has already taken care of it."
"Why did you two fight?" Fu Junqiu glanced at him and pointed at Fu Qingye's back: "Did he break your ribs?"
Fu Qingli said calmly: "No."
"Why are you fighting?" Fu Junqiu can only believe that they are crazy, they are all fighting like this, and they are still talking arrogantly, but when has A Ye been so ambitious, dared to fight with A Li, and even hit A Li to the ribs? Break it off, it’s too cruel!
"No." After Fu Qingli finished speaking, he walked firmly towards the bathroom. He walked steadily and vigorously, and there was no sign that his ribs were broken.
Fu Junqiu was full of questions as to what secrets these two brothers were hiding. This was the first time they had fought since they were young, and the fight was so serious. Things must not be simple.
"Auntie, do you know the bad girl is coming?" Fu Qingxuan ran in from the yard.
Fu Junqiu was interrupted by him and looked at him strangely: "What kind of bad girl?"
Fu Qingxuan: "It's Shen Xi. My second brother said she's here. Where is she?"
(End of chapter)