Chu Ci's expression was a little cramped, and her lips opened and closed slightly: "Do you have a spare shirt?"

"Nope!"

Fu Heng rolled up his wet sleeves, revealing his lean forearm, and there was a distinct scar on it, which had not grown well and looked a little scary.

Chu Ci sighed slightly in his heart: "Go up!"

The space of the elevator is very narrow, and it can be seen that Chu Ci is a little cramped and uneasy, and it seems that there is a slight rejection of being in the same confined space as Fu Heng.

Fu Heng moved to the side silently.

After a while, Chu Ci opened his mouth and asked, "I saw on the news that you were injured." ”

Fu Heng thought to himself, the call was not in vain.

He still looked calm: "Well, I was slightly injured." ”

Chu Ci glanced at his injured arm, pursed his lips, and then walked out with his leg raised.

To this day, she can care, but she can't care too much, and there must be a boundary between two people, otherwise they will always give each other a thought, and feel that it is possible to be together.

From the beginning of their marriage to the present, they have been separated and reunited several times, but none of them have been as calm as this time, there was no quarrel before the breakup, and there was no cursing each other with a blushing neck, but the more calm it is, the more difficult it is to turn back.

When she went home, Aunt Li had already cooked the meal, and when she saw Chu Ci coming back wet, she hurriedly took the towel: "Didn't Miss Chu bring an umbrella?"

"Someone else borrowed an umbrella. ”

Chu Ci wiped his hair with a towel, and then asked, "Aunt Li, do you have men's shirts at home?"

Aunt Li glanced at Fu Heng and nodded: "Yes, I left it when Mr. Fu came last time." ”

Fu Heng came from Chu Ci's house before, so he left several changes of clothes.

Chu Ci nodded: "Then please find him a problem, I'll go take a bath first." ”

Aunt Li found a clean shirt for Fu Heng, made another cup of hot tea and put it in his hand, and then went to the room to watch the two children.

Mianmian is reading a storybook, and Baozi is looking at math problems, probably inherited from Fu Heng's genes, this child is young, but has a high IQ, and basically doesn't have to worry about Chu Ci in terms of learning, he is very studious, and after learning, he still pulls Mianmian to teach Mianmian.

Mianmian is not interested in math problems, but she especially likes to draw.

Chu Ci doesn't have much demand for them, they are basically in a state of free-range, and they only hope that they can grow up happily.

When Aunt Li entered, Baozi had just finished a page of math problems, and he leaned over to look at the comic book in Mianmian's hand and said, "Mom said she was going to send us to kindergarten." ”

Mianmian put down the book in her hand: "Are there comic books in the kindergarten?"

"There should be!"

"Then I'm going. ”

A few black lines fell on the head of the bun.

While she was talking, Aunt Li walked in: "Buns, Mianmian, it's time for dinner." ”

Mianmian turned her attention to the comics again, and she didn't raise her head: "Wait a while, I haven't finished reading it yet!"

"Uncle Fu is here. ”

Mianmian's eyes lit up instantly when she heard these three words, "Where?"

"In the living room. ”

Mianmian instantly came to his senses, lifted his little short legs and ran towards the living room, Fu Heng drank saliva, sat on the sofa and tidied up his hair, and heard Mianmian's excited voice: "Uncle Fu?"

She threw herself into Fu Heng's arms and hugged Fu Heng's neck: "Uncle Fu, are you here?"

Mianmian felt that she hadn't seen Fu Heng for a long time, so she was very excited, she put her little face on Fu Heng's shoulder, and her voice was a little aggrieved: "Uncle, why don't you come to see Mianmian, Mianmian misses you so much!"

Fu Heng's hand was injured, and it hurt a little when he was touched by Mianmian, he frowned slightly, pulled Mianmian out of his arms, and kissed her face: "Uncle has been a little busy lately." ”

"When is Uncle not busy!"

"Soon!"

"Then uncle came to see Mianmian when he wasn't busy!"

"Hmm!"

Mianmian seemed to be a little afraid of Fu Heng, so she kept hugging Fu Heng tightly and refused to let go.

Baozi stood aside, looked at Fu Heng in a daze, seemed to hesitate a little, and finally walked in front of Fu Heng: "Uncle, are your injuries better?"

Fu Heng touched the little head of the bun: "Okay." ”

Mianmian jumped out of Fu Heng's arms all of a sudden: "Uncle, are you injured, where are you!"

Fu Heng said quietly: "It's okay, it's broken, it's okay now." ”

Mianmian was relieved: "Find Mianmian to blow it, and it won't hurt." ”

Although the bun is Fu Heng's own child, Mianmian is particularly attached to Fu Heng, and her relationship with Fu Heng is deeper.

Chu Ci came out of the shower and watched Fu Heng sitting on the sofa playing with the two children, Mianmian saw her and immediately said, "Mom, Uncle Fu is here, don't let him go, okay?"

Seeing that Chu Ci was unmoved, she jumped down from Fu Heng's knee again, and took Chu Ci's hand coquettishly: "Mom, it's okay, it's okay!"

Chu Ci touched her face: "You eat obediently first." ”

"Then I'll eat obediently, will my uncle stay with Mianmian? ”

Mianmian happily ran to Fu Heng and took his hand: "Uncle, can you eat with me?"

Chu Ci glanced at Fu Heng lightly, and then said to Aunt Li, "Aunt Li, please take another pair of chopsticks!"

At the dinner table, Mianmian was more obedient than ever, she hadn't eaten well in the past few days, just remembering to eat snacks, Aunt Li fed her a mouthful of green vegetables and she spit it out, Chu Ci was busy going to work, and sometimes she let it go.

But today, she was exceptionally well-behaved, and while eating, she looked at Fu Heng and Chu Ci with her eyes.

Fu Heng looked at her appearance, a little funny, he sandwiched a piece of meat for Mianmian: "Eat more meat and grow taller." ”

Mianmian took a bite of meat, squinted her eyes and smiled, she also sandwiched a piece of meat to Fu Heng: "Uncle eats meat!"

After that, she sandwiched another piece of meat for Chu Ci: "Mom also eats meat." ”

"Eat it yourself, Mom doesn't like meat!"

She has been losing her appetite lately, she hasn't eaten much, and she's starting to lose weight again.

Mianmian snorted: "Mom doesn't eat meat, so she can't grow tall!"

Baozi was eating silently on the side, although he was young, but his mind was not small, he faintly saw that the relationship between his mother and Uncle Fu seemed to have changed a little, so he didn't dare to be too affectionate to Fu Heng.

Although Uncle Fu is very good, but Mom is even better.

After eating, Mianmian still insisted on Fu Heng asking him to accompany him, and at about nine o'clock, Chu Ci put the two children to sleep, and then came out and said to Fu Heng: "It's raining heavily outside, be careful when you go back." ”

This is a disguised request for him to leave.

Fu Heng didn't say much, and said lightly: "Hmm!"

Chu Ci handed the umbrella to his hand: "I won't send it to you." ”

Fu Heng suddenly stopped when he walked to the door: "Chu Ci, will it be tiring to take two children alone?"

Chu Ci suddenly became alert.

She didn't like Fu Heng's roundabout speech, so she quickly said: "I took them for four years, and they came over when it was the hardest, how can I feel tired now." ”

Fu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Mianmian will grow up, do you want to hide it from her for the rest of your life?"

Chu Ci's hand clenched tightly, and she said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, I will naturally tell her when I should tell her!"

"No matter how she is said to be a descendant of the Mu family, if Mu Xiuchen has no children in the future, the Mu family will be handed over to her. ”

"Fu Heng, Mianmian is my daughter, I brought her up, it has nothing to do with Mu Xiuchen, and it has nothing to do with the Mu family. Chu Ci lowered his voice as much as possible: "Don't think about helping him snatch Mianmian from me." ”

Her eyes were slightly red, for so many years, these two children were the treasures in her heart, and no one could snatch them away.

Fu Heng still wanted to speak, but the phone rang, probably something important, he hung up the phone and said, "Tell Mianmian and Baozi, I'll come to see them when I'm free." ”

After Fu Heng left, Chu Ci stood in the living room, remembering some things from before, remembering the hard time when she had just given birth, she sat on the sofa and didn't move.

Probably too immersed in the memories of the past, so she didn't even know when the buns came.

Baozi pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her tears for her: "Mom, don't cry, it's not good-looking!"

Chu Ci sniffed, and when she saw her little baby, she wiped her tears with a tissue: "Mom didn't cry, she just dropped eye drops." ”

Regarding his mother treating herself as a fool, Fu Zhiyan's children expressed their helplessness.

He sat on the sofa and hugged Chu Ci, "Mom, won't you and Uncle Fu be together?"

"Well, I broke up with him!"

Baozi listened silently, in his limited understanding, there were many unfamiliar words, but it did not affect his understanding.

"Mom, may I ask you a question?"

"Well, just ask!"

"Uncle Fu is my father, isn't he?"

Chu porcelain, "......"

She almost never mentioned these things in front of Fu Zhiyan.

Or they are unsure about their feelings, so they didn't plan to tell the truth in the first place.

"Huh?"

"I look like him, he pointed to his face, it looks like it here, it looks like it here, it looks like it in many places. ”

"Mom, isn't you?"

Chu Ci hugged him and nodded: "Yes, he is your father!"

Dear.

Baozi got the answer he wanted, and pursed his lips tightly: "Mom, can't you be together?"

He hugged Chu Ci and endured his sadness: "In the TV, mom and dad and the baby all live together. ”

"Because ......"

Chu Ci's mouth opened, but he found that he couldn't say anything. She had no choice but to say: "When you grow up, your mother will tell you whether it's good or not, you are young now and don't understand." ”

She held the bun like this, slowly coaxing him, until he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Chu Ci woke up, only to find that his throat hurt like a needle prick, it was difficult to swallow, and he had a splitting headache.

She had thought about it in the morning, but by the time it was morning, she couldn't get up with her face.