Chu Ci didn't answer this question, glanced at the sky outside, and said, "It seems to be raining outside." ”

She has never been a straightforward person, and most of the time she is more tactful.

Fu Heng understood what she meant, and stepped forward to pinch her waist: "If I stay, I won't leave, do you understand?"

During this time, he persuaded himself many times that if she was not happy with him and the knot in her heart could not be opened, then it was actually good to break up, so you don't have to be angry all day long, and you don't have the same spirit.

Even if there is reluctance, but in the end, it is necessary to take that step.

Chu Ci grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked at him with wide eyes.

Fu Heng didn't understand whether she really needed him, or if he was the only one by her side when she was in danger, so it was logical to want to catch him.

The former will be love.

And the latter is just an instinct, at most gratitude.

Chu Ci pursed the corners of his lips and stumbled, "It's raining quite heavily outside." ”

Fu Heng stared at her eyes, and every word was extremely clear: "Do you want me to stay now, or do you want me to stay in the future?"

He had to figure it out, otherwise he was thinking that maybe one day, because of something, she would suddenly leave, and this feeling was not pleasant.

He didn't want to spend his days thinking about all these things.

Chu Ci's hand tugging at the corner of his clothes did not let go: "If it rains at night, it will thunder." ”

Her pitiful appearance made a trace of pity flash in his heart, and his originally hard and cold heart suddenly began to melt again.

Many times Fu Heng warned herself not to be soft-hearted and not to look back, but when she saw her appearance, she was a little reluctant.

Fu Heng actually doesn't like this kind of self very much, and he is soft-hearted.

Many times, soft-heartedness can become a fatal heel.

But at this moment, he didn't care so much, he pulled Chu Ci's waist, pressed her against the wall on the side, lowered his head and kissed it.

Chu Ci was so kissed by him that he could barely breathe, hooked Fu Heng's neck and said softly, "Do you want to take a bath first." ”

It rained unusually hard that night.

Yicheng has entered late autumn, the temperature is gradually dropping, and the autumn nights are long.

Fu Heng hasn't had to restrain himself like today for a long time, as if the ** who has been imprisoned for a long time has finally found an outlet to vent.

Chu Ci's long hair spread out on the blue futon in the bedroom, like a kraken, gradually leading him to sink step by step, she is lotus color, with her beautiful face, graceful waist step by step to lure, so that the Buddha who has no desire and no desire will also enter the abyss of **.

She didn't have any other thoughts, nor did she think about the contradictions that lay between them, but just catered to him and please him according to her body's instincts.

Fu Heng has never seen her so enthusiastic, like a full banshee, which makes people want to stop.

This affair went on for a long, long time, and the rain outside the window kept falling.

…………

In the morning, Mianmian and Baozi were still surprised when they saw Fu Heng, and when Chu Ci and Fu Heng came back last night, the two of them had already fallen asleep, because they had to get up early to go to kindergarten the next day, so the two children basically fell asleep at about nine o'clock in the evening.

Aunt Li made breakfast and drank a glass of milk, "Uncle Fu, I'm in kindergarten." ”

Fu Heng nodded: "Is kindergarten fun?"

"It's fun, there are a lot of children. ”

Mianmian is beautiful, dressed up and good-looking, at the age of four or five, there is not so serious jealousy, basically like to play with beautiful little girls, so Mianmian is almost a goddess-like existence in the kindergarten.

As for the big name, Chu Ci still used the name Fu Jinshu.

The name chosen by Mr. Fu is literary and atmospheric.

Chu Ci has been forcibly taken off by An Shaoyun these days, so there is nothing to do.

She didn't know which tendon An Shaoyun was wrong, and she wanted to forcibly let her take a vacation, which was still paid.

Could it be that Mr. An thinks that his poor complexion in the past few days has affected his work?

After Fu Heng and the child left, Chu Ci sat at home reading a book, and in the afternoon she watched the news and saw the news that Wen Wen and Mu Xiuchen were going to hold a wedding.

This time it was said warmly and personally, and Mu Xiuchen did not speak.

But that night, the official Weibo of the Mu Group posted a picture of a hundred years of good harmony than the heart, and manually Aite was warm.

What it means is self-evident.

In other words, the news that Wen Wen and Mu Xiuchen are going to get married is 100% accurate.

As soon as the news came out, I don't know how many celebrities were heartbroken.

But thinking about it seems to be a reasonable thing, after all, more than ten years of relationship, know each other well enough, and the two of them are not young, and this pair of emotional entanglements for more than ten years is also enough, it's time to be together.

I don't know who bought some well-known bloggers on the Internet, and began to write advertorials non-stop, with the title that the ten-year long-distance run has finally come to fruition, and the love between the goddess and the male god is never too late.

When Chu Ci saw this news, a dull pain crossed his heart.

The pain was not severe, but it was long enough, and in four years, some of the pain seemed to be smoothing out little by little, but in the end, there would always be pain.

She looked at the dripping rain outside the window, and thought of that day, it was also such a heavy rain, she knelt in the heavy rain like a lonely ghost, crying silently, and when she woke up, it seemed that there was nothing left.

The person who was still talking to her a second ago disappeared all of a sudden, and with so many years of feelings, they were immersed in the river together.

Lu Xiang helped her when she was most difficult and helpless, gave her a hug when she was most sad, and accompanied her through those desperate years.

Their relationship is no longer as simple as friends, they are already relatives.

There are not many true friends, especially if they are so sincere.

So she looked at the news and sneered, "Are you looking forward to it?"

I don't know how much warmth can bear if the wedding turns into a farce and a joke in the end.

…………

Wen Wen is indeed looking forward to it, and no one has ever looked forward to this solemn and sacred thing so much.

When she threw the diagnosis certificate in front of Mu Xiuchen's desk that day, Mu Xiuchen's eyes did twitch.

Wen Wen said very calmly: "I have been diagnosed, uterine cancer, and I have a year to live at most." ”

Mu Xiuchen's eyebrows twitched, and he pinched the thin diagnosis book and felt that it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the warm face, and kept his composure: "Is this true?"

"What am I lying to you for?" Wen Wen's face was a little pale, and her lips were bloodless: "My mother died of uterine cancer, so it is very likely to be genetic." ”

In the end, she sighed leisurely: "This is also my life, I admit it." ”

Mu Xiuchen didn't speak, he was still immersed in shock and didn't react.

"Do you think I'm particularly unlucky, my mother died of cancer, and after she died, I was scolded by so many people, and my brother also put his life into it to save people. ”

Mu Xiuchen was silent for a long time before he said, "Don't worry, I will ask the best medical team to treat you." ”

Wen Wen shook his head gently: "It's useless, the doctor said it was an advanced stage, no matter how much diagnosis and treatment there is, it's a waste of resources, just die, there's nothing to be afraid of." ”

Her eyes were filled with tears: "...... Xiuchen?"

The monk was extremely mournful.

Mu Xiuchen twisted his eyebrows: "You say?"

Wen Wen lowered his head, and finally seemed to have made up his mind: "Can you accompany me in the next few days?"

She clasped her hands tightly, and her tone was a little sad: "Xiuchen, my days are numbered, I know you don't like me as much as before, but I still love you, I couldn't see myself clearly when I was young, so we delayed each other for so long, now I don't have much time to live, I don't want to regret going over there, let's get married!"

After saying this, she began to cry.

Over the years, she has always been high and self-respecting, and she has never been so low-voiced as she is now, she doesn't like to cry, she feels that crying is useless, but later she found out that tears are the best weapon.

This is her last chance.

Mu Xiuchen was silent for a long time, walked down from his seat, half-squatted beside her, and touched her hair: "Don't worry, I will accompany you to heal well." ”

Although it is rumored that Mu Xiuchen has always loved Wen Wen and chased her for so many years, in fact, Wen Wen did not feel how much Mu Xiuchen loved her by virtue of his intuition.

At least when a man likes a woman, he will have endless ** for her, but Mu Xiuchen has never been intimate with her.

At that time, when she was young, she thought that he was a gentleman and a gentleman, but then she accidentally caught a glimpse of him blocking Lu Xiang at the door of the men's toilet and pinching her face.

In so many years, it seemed to be the first time he had spoken so affectionately and gently, but why did these words sound so cruel to her.

Wen Wen held Mu Xiuchen's hand: "Don't." ”

She shook her head: "I can live for a year, I don't have any other requirements, just ask you to give me a wedding, okay?"

Wen Wen only remembered that she cried for a long, long time that day, so long that she had never shed so many tears in her life, but she felt that it was worth it.

Finally, Mu Xiuchen stood up, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned his back to her, and sighed lightly: "Okay!"

The sunlight fell on his body, faintly reflecting a bit of coldness.

Whether he was sincere or only agreed because she didn't live long, it didn't matter, the important thing was that Mu Xiuchen was going to marry her.

Fu Heng's invitation was sent by Wen Wen in person.

The moment he received the invitation, although Fu Heng was a little surprised, he still said, "Okay, I will participate." ”

Wen Wen pursed her lips and sat down in front of him slowly: "This is my wedding, it is a big event in my life, I hope there will be no mistakes, so, please don't let Chu Ci make trouble." ”