For the next period of time, Lin Rongrong went to the company with Fang Zhihe every day, had lunch together, and went back to the new city together, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal, but in fact, she was more silent than before.

Fang Zhihe looked at the absent-minded Lin Fur in front of him, and felt that she was very much like the sika deer in her dream, and there was no light in her eyes.

"Fluffy!" he called softly, picking up a shrimp with his chopsticks and putting it in her bowl, "This is delicious!"

Lin Rongfu looked at the rice bowl in front of him, hesitated, and put the shrimp back on the plate.

"Fluffy!"

Hearing his whisper again, she looked up at him, her little clean face full of confusion.

"Eat more!" he smiled, peeling a shrimp and putting it in her bowl.

The corners of Lin Rong's mouth twitched, and he put the chopsticks in his hand on the bowl, and then stood up from the seat suddenly.

"Lin Rongfu!" Fang Zhihe's tone was a little heavier, but then he softened again, "How long will it take? How long will it take to regain calm, how long will it take to be the same as before?"

He can wait, however, please give him a deadline so that he will feel that everything he does makes sense.

But the other party did not respond for a long time, and after about three or four minutes, she turned and left the table.

Fang Zhihe smiled bitterly, lit a cigarette, and smoked sullenly.

At first, he thought that Lin Rong's heart would slowly return to calm over time, but now it seems that this is not the case, she is just like herself at the beginning, she has been sinking in her memories and refuses to withdraw.

He didn't know how long he would have to hold on to such a gloomy day, how long he could last, a day, a month, or a year.

At this time, he was looking forward to something that would happen between the two of them, so that the gloom of the moment could be covered, and then everything would be as before, everything would be as usual.

Fang Zhihe got up while thinking and walked towards the door.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Linjiang is as beautiful as a girl in a dance skirt, spinning and stretching.

Fang Zhihe didn't have the heart to appreciate these, and stepped on the accelerator hard, increasing the speed of the car little by little.

The smell of the night seduced him like fruit in the Garden of Eden, reminded him of a man, and made him turn on the music player.

Han Ying!

If you're here, I can sleep and eat in peace!

Han Ying, are you okay? I miss you so much!

Really, I want to!

Suddenly, the phone rang, and he turned the music to a minimum and pressed the connect button.

"Where are you now? I seem to see your car!" Yan Jin's voice was full of worry, and the white sports car that flashed across the street just now seemed to be out of control, making her tremble.

"Oh!" Fang Zhihe slowed down the car and said lightly, "Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about you!" Yan Jin said with concern, "That ......"

Fang Zhihe could hear that Yan Jin had something to say, "Say whatever you want!"

"Gao Jingxiu donated 300,000 ...... to the mountainous area in the name of the school"

"Getting to the point!"

"That man's name is Yuan Xu, one of the students sponsored by Gao Jingxiu, Yuan Xu's parents divorced in the early days, lived with his grandmother, and was sent to Lizhou No. 1 Middle School because of his excellent academic performance, so he met Gao Jingxiu.

Gao Jingxiu has always paid close attention to him, not only letting him live in the art school he founded, but also tutoring him in art courses.

After Lin Rongrong won the first prize in the city art competition at the age of 15, she was brought to school by Gao Jingxiu from the welfare home, and she also loved her very much.

Yuan Xu is three years older than Lin Rongfu, the two have the same thoughts, have similar tempers, often play together, and then gradually develop feelings, at the same time, Gao Jingxiu also has love for Yuan Xu, but due to the large age difference, he has always buried this feeling in his heart.

A year ago, Gao Jingxiu returned from volunteering in the disaster area to express his intentions to Yuan Xu, but was refused, so he took poison in front of Lin Rong, and later saved his life after rescue.

However, Lin Rongrong became silent because of this, she did not take the initiative to talk to anyone, nor did she take the initiative to find Yuan Xu, and often stood alone under the hibiscus tree behind the school in a daze.

Just a month after Gao Jingxiu recovered, Lin Rongrong proposed to Yuan Xu to break up, and then took a bus to leave the sad place - Lizhou, but unexpectedly encountered an explosion on the way. ”

"What a touching love story!"

Fang Zhihe sneered, this story is indeed touching enough, and he has played the love and hatred in this world all over again, but he dismisses it. Maybe it's because he's not in this story, or maybe he's not interested in this kind of little people's love and love.

"She needs you now, so...... Let's go back early!" Yan Jin could smell a sour and spicy smell through the screen of his mobile phone, so after comforting him, he hung up the phone.

Fang Zhihe smiled and threw the phone aside, she needed him?

Now he is a piece of waste paper in Lin Rong's eyes, worthless, not so much that she needs him, but that she needs Yuan Xu to be happy.

He laughed at himself as he drove, and his speed soared from 80 to 120 miles again, and the autumn wind rolled in, into his neck socket, into his sleeve, as if to reassure him......

After a few circles around the outer ring, the sports car finally stopped at the door of the Green Island Bar, and then drank like water, and after a while, there was drunkenness in its eyes.

Just when he was drunk, Fang Jinnan's name appeared on the mobile phone screen, he glanced at it, and pressed the connect button.

"Say!"

"Doreen is back, didn't you say let me tell you?" Fang Jinnan didn't hear that Fang Zhihe had drunk.

"Oh!" Fang Zhihe hung up the phone after saying "oh", he thought about it and turned his head to look at Qiao Qianwei beside him, "Who is Doreen?"

"Doreen, is that the great British painter?" Qiao Qianwei guessed that he should be talking about Doreen, a beautiful British painter, who is good at watercolor painting and oil painting.

"Oh, painter!" Fang Zhihe nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "Then why did Fang Jinnan tell me this?"

"That baby of yours, doesn't she like to draw?" Yao Jing said with a shake of the goblet, she seemed to look like this to everyone, except Qiao Qianwei.

"Oh, my baby!" Fang Zhihe said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness, "Yes, she is my baby, my baby." ”

After speaking, "Poo" got up from the sofa, he wanted to find his baby, find his big baby.

With a momentary impulse, Fang Zhihe drove to the villa in the new city.

At this time, Lin Rongrong was folding clothes in the cloakroom, and when he saw Fang Zhihe pushing the door in, he was stunned for a moment, he hadn't come back for five days.

"First...... Raw!"

Fang Zhihe smiled, stepped forward, and reached out to hold her in his arms, "Fluffy...... Fluffy ...... Did you miss me? Huh?"

Lin Rongrong smelled the strong smell of wine on his body, so he immediately broke away and walked towards the door, and after seeing a white sports car across the door, he turned his head to look at Fang Zhihe who was drunk.

"Just one point, don't be angry, I swear...... In the future, I won't drink alcohol again!" Fang Zhihe was afraid that Lin Rongfu would be angry, so he quickly raised his finger and swore, "What if I ...... If I drink again, I won't die well, and I won't die well, like this...... So, okay?!"

Lin Rongrong glanced at Fang Zhihe, did not respond, sat down and continued to fold clothes.

"Fluffy, don't be angry, I'll tell you something, a good thing......! You say, yes...... Great thing!" he thought that Lin Rongrong was still angry, so he sat down, took Lin Rongrong's hand, and coaxed with a smile.

"This time it's really...... Good thing! Really good! I swear, okay? Don't get angry! Fluffy ...... I'm telling you, the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life is to let you see ...... Seeing Gao Jingxiu and his wife, really, I was very special...... Regret it, you know?"

Husband and wife?

Lin Rong looked at Fang Zhihe in a daze, are they married?

Yes, they should be husband and wife! Yes, since she is gone, isn't it all as it should be? What is there to be surprised about.

So, Asahi Shiga smiled and said, "What did you say...... Meddlesome...... What is it?"

Fang Zhihe was very happy when he saw Lin Rong's smile, he really hadn't seen her smile for a long time, "I'll tell you...... That one...... That Doreen...... No, I have to keep it a secret!"

Lin Rongrong nodded, "um", got up and helped Fang Zhihe to the room on the second floor, and then listened to Fang Zhihe's chatter for a while, turned around and walked towards the door, who knew that before she reached out to pull the door, she felt that someone hugged her from behind.

When he woke up the next day, Fang Zhihe found Lin Rongrong sitting on the floor, sleeping against the edge of the bed, without even a thin quilt on his body, only a long pajamas.

Now that it is autumn, and it has been a rainy day in the past few days, Fang Zhihe frowned, got out of bed and hugged her.

Fluffy seemed to be sleeping solidly, she couldn't wake up with such a big movement, Fang Zhihe reached out and pulled the quilt and covered her body.

Then, he turned around and went to the bathroom, maybe he drank too much wine last night, his head hurt faintly, he rubbed his temples a few times, reached out to turn on the faucet, and the water sprayed out of the shower and hit his back, very comfortable.

Ten minutes later, he came out of the bathroom, approached the bed and took a look, Lin Rongrong was still asleep in the previous position, he hooked the corners of his mouth and lowered his head gently, and imprinted a kiss on her forehead, probably sensing that something was wrong, so he put his lips on her forehead again.

It's hot!

"Furry, fluffy!" Fang Zhihe suddenly panicked, and called her name softly.

Lin Rongrong, who was asleep, felt that someone was calling her, thinking that she was dreaming, so she didn't open her eyes to look.

"Furry, let's go to the hospital immediately, good, wait for me! Go to the hospital immediately!" Fang Zhihe said as he casually picked up a piece of clothing and put it on his body, and then walked downstairs with Furry in his arms.

He first arranged Furry in the back seat, then took out a blanket from the trunk to wrap Furry Lin, and finally walked around the body and sat in the driver's seat.

Promise me, you have to be good, you must not be fine, Furry, promise me!

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and he picked up Lin Rongfu and ran towards the emergency room.

After the doctor in the emergency room did a preliminary examination for Lin Rongrong, he turned to Fang Zhihe, who was full of panic, and said, "What's just a fever and panic?"

Fang Zhihe heard the doctor's words, relaxed a little, and then pushed Lin Rongrong to the infusion ward for infusion according to the doctor's instructions.

He looked at Lin Rongfu, whose face was pale and her lips were chapped on the hospital bed, and his heart hurt suddenly, so he found a cotton swab and dipped some water on her lips to moisten her lips.

But after a long time, Lin Rongrong woke up, and she felt that she had a long, long dream.

In the dream, there was a hibiscus tree, a little yellow cat, and a person, who sat on the lap of that person, and the two of them played the piano with their left and right hands, and the sun was around their fingertips, like a soft dandelion brushing their cheeks, which was very comfortable.

She opened her eyes while thinking, and instantly a ray of light fell on her pupils, she thought it was in the classroom of the school, thought she was asleep on the chair next to her, thought that Yuan Xu was still sitting next to her and reading a book, but when she turned her head to look, she saw another face.

"Fluffy, are you awake?" said an excited look on his face.

She nodded slightly, turned her face back, and continued to think about the dream, the left hand that played with her.

Fang Zhihe looked at the fluffy who still couldn't laugh, a little lost, he clearly remembered that she was smiling at him, why did she suddenly ......

He smiled wryly, perhaps he was mistaken.