In the air-conditioned bedroom, Jiang Nanchu was about to fall asleep on her side, feeling the warm moisture on her side, she turned over, her hand was held by him, and the kiss was printed on her forehead, which was a compulsory course before going to bed, and she felt warm and fresh.

When Fu Zekai woke up, he found that Jiang Nanchu was not around, and he couldn't help but feel strange, he subconsciously walked to the study and saw that Jiang Nanchu was working hard to transcribe a collection of poems, such a thick collection of poems, when will it be copied?

"When you wake up, Sister Lin has already made breakfast. Jiang Nan heard the voice for the first time and looked up to see him stretching out his head to look at himself.

"Is this your summer homework?" or is it a part-time job?" Fu Zekai frowned, he really didn't want her to do any more part-time work.

"Just interested. Besides, manuscripts can't make money, can they?" Jiang Nanchu smiled, twisted the pen, and walked over to accompany him downstairs for breakfast.

"I heard Sister Lin say that you went out all day yesterday?" Fu Zekai elegantly cut the fried egg into pieces, he didn't like liquid egg yolks, which may have something to do with Jiang Nanchu's scaring him when he was a child, and the soul of the chick on the half-boiled eggs.

At that time, he grew up abroad and ate mostly Western food, and when Jiang Nan first saw him eating liquid eggs, he tricked him into having this theory, so he didn't touch the omelette that day.

"Well, I went to see my mom and dad yesterday. Jiang Nan didn't need to hide it when he first thought about it.

"Next time we go together, don't always go alone. Fu Zekai gave his fried bacon to Jiang Nanchu, and he knew that she liked to eat it.

"I've got enough, you still have to go to work, you're going to be hungry. Jiang Nanchu returned the bacon to Fu Zekai and didn't answer his words.

Before getting married, she had vaguely said that she had gone to see her mother once, but in Fu Zekai's stunned expression, she saw obvious resistance and embarrassment, maybe this perfect angel couldn't accept the dark corners of the world, and she didn't want to force him, so she simply didn't mention it later.

"Next month on the 1st, we'll be together. Fu Zekai took his mobile phone and flipped through the calendar and said, no matter what, since he has chosen his current life, he must face it.

"I'll go back when I've copied the book of poems. ”

"That's for my mother?" Fu Zekai put down his phone, a little stunned.

"My mother is old and can't read the words in the book clearly, and I'm afraid that it will be dangerous to give her glasses. Jiang Nanchu lowered her head, she couldn't go on, she rarely showed weakness in front of people for a few years, and she was not used to saying things that made her cry, but in front of him, she finally unarmed.

"Actually, if you need it, I have friends from the publishing house who can make it. ”

"No, I want to write to her with my father's notes. Jiang Nanchu lowered her head, the hand holding the fork unconsciously wiped the corners of her eyes, and a casual sentence made her finally shed tears, and Fu Zekai no longer had an appetite to eat.

"I went to work. Fu Zekai wiped the corners of his mouth with a snow-white napkin, got up and left, as if fleeing.

Jiang Nanchu didn't have class today, thinking of Fu Zekai's cold hands when he drove that day, it was time to buy him some winter clothes when it was cold. Pulling Li Xiaoke to walk in the shopping mall where luxury brands gathered, Li Xiaoke was surprised that Jiang Nanchu was familiar with the brand, there were many brands here that she could not see in Shifang magazine, but Jiang Nanchu could easily tell where this was, what style it was, she had never seen her when she was with her, it seemed that she had completely abandoned her past.

The two of them went shopping for a morning and bought a few bags of things, all of which were for Fu Zekai, Jiang Nanchu's favorite was the pair of sheepskin black gloves, extremely soft material, wearing it on her hand was like warm water soothing her muscles, she thought he would be very comfortable and intimate when he wore it.

Li Xiaoke smiled and asked, "Why don't you pick a few pieces for yourself?"

Jiang Nanchu smiled: "Let's talk about it later, let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Jiang Nanchu?" A thin voice, which seemed to be a female voice speaking with a pinched voice, came from the side.

Jiang Nanchu turned his head and saw an old man.

"Last time Qiqi told me I saw you at the party, I still wanted to play with you. "The former old man, Feng Yu walked over with a smile, the weather was not particularly cold, he was already dressed in luxurious fur, with snow-white legs exposed on his lower body, soft leather black boots beyond his knees, and some girls were really willing to show their flesh the colder they were.

"Feng Yu, it's been a long time. Jiang Nanchu smiled, she once thought that she was sisters with a good relationship, but as soon as there was an accident at home, the sisterhood between the two ended immediately, it was really a laugh, how ridiculous sisters were.

"I haven't seen you in this business district for years. Feng Yu smiled with some mockery.

"Yes, I wanted to go to Italy to make it custom, if it weren't for Fu Zekai's rush to use gloves, he wouldn't have bought them here, so as not to have a bad size and be uncomfortable to wear. Jiang Nanchu didn't care and said with a smile.

Feng Yu's eyebrows twitched when he heard Fu Zekai, and he raised the corners of his mouth, "It's rare that you haven't come to this kind of place for so many years and still be familiar with shopping." ”

"Yes, my parents □□ well, and I know that I don't need to learn and sell it since I was a child, just like I was born with Dio

The swaddling quilt, by the way, it seems to have been given to you, in fact, it was a limited edition that my mother bought abroad, and she couldn't put it down when she saw your mother, even if she was reluctant to take care of her classmates. She didn't want to say that about her, it would only lower her mother's grade, her mother never told her about these things, they were all broken thoughts of the old nanny, she didn't care about it when she was a child, she felt that it was just a quilt, so young she couldn't use it, but she didn't expect it to be a means for her to fight back.

There was a hidden anger in Feng Yu's eyes, her family belonged to the category of nouveau riche, she became rich later, it was inevitable to be ridiculed by girls from such big families, Jiang Nanchu was 2 years older than her, she never said her, she also played with Jiang Nanchu, but she was very jealous that she was sought after everywhere, seeing that she was rejected by Fu Zekai, she was also secretly refreshed, and tried to secretly send Qiu Bo to Fu Zekai, and Jiang Nanchu wanted to get rid of it when she found out.

At this time, a man came over from behind, "Xiaoyu, it turns out that you are here, I will try on clothes and come out ......"

Jiang Nanchu looked at it, and it was actually an old man, or an old man who had been courteous to her: "Zhang Jue, you two are really right together." ”

Zhang Jue looked up, and his excited and shy look was about to come out, "Jiang ~ Jiang Nanchu, you ......"

"Zhang Jue, let's go. Feng Yu took Zhang Jue's arm to leave.

"Jiang Nanchu, I have time to come to the house to play!" Zhang Jue was reluctant to give up, and was frightened by Feng Yu's sentence "If you don't go, I'll go!"

"Okay, I'll call Fu Zekai on a date with four people. Jiang Nanchu responded loudly, and saw that the two of them were stagnant, Zhang Jue looked sad, and Feng Yu immediately blackened his face.

Jiang Nanchu pulled Li Xiaoke, who was stunned on the side, and turned around and walked in the opposite direction, Rao is Li Xiaoke's usual sharp teeth and sharp mouth were also frightened by the battle of women who had just been rattled, and he didn't know how to react for a while so as not to lose Jiang Nanchu's people, and now there were only the two of them left, she finally regained her consciousness and shouted: "Your previous circle of friends was so virtuous?"

"Laughing at the poor and laughing at the prostitute, he thinks he is noble and elegant. Jiang Nanchu shook his head helplessly, the circle that he really broke away from could only be seen clearly, and it was funny to think about it.

"I can only, hehe!" Li Xiaoke laughed ridiculously, after seeing this, she knew that she once thought that Jiang Nanchu was weak, and scolded her bitterly and harshly that she was simply weak in front of the real Jiang Nanchu!

"Are you happy to be back in this life?"

"I don't feel anything, this circle is just superficial and peaceful, who is good and who is bad, they know it in their hearts. Jiang Nanchu said lightly, and his thoughts were full of energy, "But with my husband here, they only have envy, jealousy and hatred, look at the expressions of the two sluts just now." ”

The two held hands and laughed, bouncing to have a big meal, Fu Zekai pulled her back to the circle where she once lived, even if she no longer liked it, she would be at ease because of him.

Fu Zekai came back in the evening, she gave him gloves and clothes like a treasure, he couldn't wait to try them on, the style and brand are what he usually wears, he knows that she must have put a lot of effort into studying his preferences.

Seeing her praising him handsomely beside him, he couldn't help but hug him over and □□ it, regardless of her shouting in his arms, "The clothes are going to be wrinkled!"

Originally, I made an appointment to go to see my mother together on the 1st of next month, Jiang Nanchu was still looking forward to it, but I didn't expect that before the end of this month, Jiang Nanchu received a call from the nursing home, saying that his mother had an appendicitis attack and had been sent to a nearby hospital, and his family needed to come over and sign for the operation.

Jiang Nanchu was outside the operating room, and finally made up her mind to call Fu Zekai, her voice was trembling, with fear, full of anxiety, the doctor said that because she found it late, the intestines were somewhat adhesional, although the appendix surgery was only minimally invasive, but it was not 100% Jiang Quan.

She is a medical student, she knows how powerful it is, and she knows that it is not serious, but she is unusually lonely and lonely in the corridor outside the empty rescue room, she thinks that since Fu Zekai is her husband, he has the obligation to accompany her, if because he will feel troublesome and unwilling to bear his wife's crazy mother, then it can only be said how fragile their marriage is.

While she struggled fiercely with the dark psychology in her heart and a strong desire to rely on, she dialed the number, and when Fu Zekai didn't say a word and asked her to wait for him in the hospital, her fear finally came to an end, and only helpless tears flowed out, and she knew that her fear actually came from Fu Zekai's refusal.

Jiang Nanchu wiped her tears, took out the notebook and poetry book from her bag, put the notebook on the chair, unscrewed the pen, squatted on the ground and continued to copy, this kind of writing allowed her to calm down.

In just one week, she had copied a hundred poems and the notebook was running out, and she thought that her mother would be very happy if she woke up and could see it.

But I always made mistakes when I wrote, and the more I wrote, the more messy it became, so I had to stop writing and look at the snow-white wall in a silent daze.

When Fu Zekai arrived, he thought he would see Jiang Nanchu's extremely sad and pitiful appearance, but he saw her squatting on the ground, and the loneliness on her face was so obvious, just like he used to be. As a young man, he was extremely rebellious because of his family relationship, and he had a cold war with his family at every turn, and he left home with such a look, lonely and lonely, like despair in the ocean. At that time, she would come out of nowhere, make him laugh and explain him, and tell him that even if everyone criticizes you, I will be good to you.

At that time, he couldn't accept her kindness, he only felt that she was sarcastic about herself, pushing her thousands of miles away, and later he often thought that if he could not be so rebellious at that time, at least he would have been brilliant in his youth, and at least he could rely on her later misery.

He walked over quickly, Jiang Nanchu heard the voice, raised his head, wiped the tears on his face, and the sunlight reflected from behind Fu Zekai, making him look tall in the backlight, enough to block all her sight. She propped up the chair and got up, only to find that her feet were paralyzed, and she had nowhere to exert force, so she propped herself up against the wall, and then was held in her arms by Fu Zekai.

"How's it going?"

"I don't know, I don't know ....." Jiang Nanchu shook her head, holding the critical illness notice in her hand, and her words couldn't hide her anxiety and distraction.

"Look at you like this, I'm really worried about how you will be a surgeon in the future, don't let me catch up with you on the operating table. Fu Zekai took her to sit down and wiped away her tears.

"What nonsense, do you think the operating table is lying casually?" Jiang Nanchu choked up and scolded him, in fact, her suspicion of Fu Zekai was just her own inferiority complex in her heart, Jiang Nanchu sighed and relaxed the fist that was held in his hand.