"Look at what your hands are pinched into, and your mouth is hard?" Fu Xiaoyu reached over and grabbed her hand, and rubbed the thumb of her finger against the knuckles that had turned white because she had tried too hard.

As soon as Fu Xiaoyu said this, Nie Changhuan glanced at Fu Xingye somehow.

Fu Xingye's gaze fell on Fu Xiaoyu's hand that was squeezed with her, and he didn't know whether it was loss or ridicule in his half-drooping eyes.

Nie Changhuan pursed his lips and immediately withdrew his hand.

But when she withdrew her hand, she was immediately annoyed: how weak she seemed to be.

Fu Xiaoyu sat in a wheelchair and laughed, Nie Changhuan glared at him, and directly opened the door and left.

She didn't stop until she walked to the box that Sha Rong had booked.

She stood at the door, and instead of pushing the door in immediately, she closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows, adjusting her expression before walking in.

The Sharong and Thundercloud Phases have long arrived.

"Finally here, choose your own seat and sit down, I'll ask the waiter to serve the food." Sha Rong got up and walked out of the box.

Nie Changhuan and Lei Yunqi glanced at each other, Lei Yunqi didn't get up, sat in his position and shrugged at her: "Master's trick is too old-fashioned, if he wants to give us space to talk alone, it's better to talk directly." ”

Nie Changhuan looked at the thundercloud period, which was obviously mature and stable, but no longer so energetic, and also smiled, and sat down on the left hand side of Sha Rong.

Thundercloud Period sat on the right side of Sha Rong.

Nie Changhuan pretended not to see the loss in Lei Yunqi's eyes, and asked him, "After studying with Professor Yan for a year, how do you feel now?" ”

Lei Yunqi didn't answer, looked at her with a smile that Nie Changhuan didn't want to face, and said after a while: "Senior sister, now my painting style is seven or eight percent similar to you." In the future, if you can't paint and meet a less discerning buyer, let me do it. ”

"Let you learn painting from Professor Yan, this is what you gained?" Nie Changhuan looked at the thundercloud period, his brows furrowed more and more.

What is it to imitate her?

After all, Nie Changhuan knows very well that a level like Yan Xiaofeng is the best at making up for weaknesses, and he will not teach all students into a mold.

Lei Yunqi said that he was like her, so he could only deliberately imitate her.

Lei Yunqi took a sip of a glass of water, and took the opportunity to look away: "Hey, don't you know, Professor Yan is most proud of the fact that there was once a student like you who was so talented that he reached the ceiling, and he often had to take out the paintings you painted when you were a student for everyone to see. You know me, I don't have any talent, so I rely on hard practice, and I still have to do business with my master after I finish learning, so I just practice according to your paintings, so as not to be questioned that my painting style has suddenly changed. ”

"Thundercloud period." Nie Changhuan was so angry that he continued to endure, "When I was a student, there were only two or three paintings that could be taken out by Professor Yan. You just rely on my two or three paintings to imitate my painting style into seven or eighty percent? ”

And those are still her first few paintings, and there are still differences from her later painting style.

Lei Yunqi must have secretly imitated and practiced with her later paintings.

"Thundercloud period, a year's time, such an opportunity, you use it to do this?" Nie Changhuan wanted to pick up a glass of water in front of her and splash it on Lei Yun Qi's face, but she couldn't hold back, but she couldn't hold back that breath, she scolded him viciously, "Lei Yun Qi, is there something wrong with you?!" ”

She scolded and couldn't hold back her hand, the tea cup was overturned by her, and the tea instantly flowed down the table and soaked her skirt.

Lei Yunqi immediately got up, pulled out a tissue, and wanted to kneel beside her to wipe it for her, but was avoided by Nie Changhuan sideways.

Nie Changhuan stood up and walked out directly, and when she walked to the door, she looked back and was still squatting in the same place Thundercloud Period, word by word: "Thundercloud Period, you are really disappointing." ”

"Huanhuan, I ......"

Nie Changhuan slammed the door and didn't listen to his words anymore.

She went to the toilet to dispose of her wet skirt, and originally wanted to go away, but the bag was still in the private room, and she went back after calming down.

When she entered the door, Sha Rong was also teaching the thundercloud period, and as soon as he saw her come in, Sha Rong got up: "Okay, okay, don't be angry with our golden pimple, not only are you angry about this, but I, who is a teacher, can't wait to kick this kid's feet!" ”

Sha Rong patted Nie Changhuan's shoulder, pressed her on the chair and sat down, and then changed the conversation: "But the three of us haven't sat together for a meal like this for a long time, let's only talk about feelings tonight, regardless of fault, okay?" ”

After speaking, Sha Rong raised the teacup and did it first.

Nie Changhuan sighed in his heart, and also took a sip of the teacup.

The thundercloud period, which was still apprehensive, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and also picked up the teacup and dried it, and finally showed the cup to Sha Rong and Nie Changhuan, looking like a little brother who had done something wrong.

Nie Changhuan couldn't help but laugh.

This meal, with such a start, even ate for more than two hours.

Sha Rong was drunk again, Lei Yunqi originally said that he would send Nie Changhuan home, but Sha Rong was so drunk that he had to send Sha Rong back.

Nie Changhuan forcibly asked him to take Sha Rong away first, and then went back to the private room and asked the waiter to come over to settle the bill.

The three masters and apprentices are not very particular about spending money, they don't seem to have any gentlemanly concepts, and half of the time Nie Changhuan checks out, and Nie Changhuan doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, and even prefers this way.

After settling the bill, it was actually not too late, it was only nine o'clock in the evening.

After Nie Changhuan called home in the private room to confirm the situation, because he was used to rinsing his mouth after eating, and there was no independent bathroom in this small private room, he walked to the bathroom while wearing a coat, and then crashed into Fu Xingye's arms.

Obviously, he didn't see his face, but the moment he bumped into it, Nie Changhuan knew that the other party was Fu Xingye, so he didn't panic much, he was only slightly stunned and took a step back.

She looked up at him.

Fu Xingye stood straight, but there were bruises at the corners of his mouth.

Nie Changhuan didn't quite remember whether those people had beaten Fu Xingye's face when he was in the private room before, or whether they had found a reason to beat Fu Xingye later, which caused the corners of his mouth to become like this.

While she was thinking about these things in her heart, Fu Xingye rolled his throat, his voice was hoarse, and said, "I thought that they took you over to embarrass you." ”

I don't know if it's because of an illusion, Nie Changhuan felt that when he said this, there was a kind of grievance between his words, but it was like a temptation.

"You misunderstood, I went in of my own free will." Nie Changhuan turned sideways and took the opportunity to move away from his gaze again.

Fu Xingye heard her say this, nodded lightly, and said, "That's good." ”

Nie Changhuan couldn't answer, and was hesitating about how to propose to leave, when she heard Fu Xingye ask her again: "You and Fu Xiaoyu and Chen Yanchuan, do you have ...... Friendship? ”

Nie Changhuan's fingertips curled up, and he replied indifferently: "Yes." ”

Hearing this answer, Fu Xingye stared intently at Nie Changhuan's side face for a few seconds, but in the end, he still smiled and nodded again.

But after nodding, he lowered his eyes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were completely buried under the broken hair on his forehead, which had long been messed up.

Nie Changhuan felt upset, things didn't go well tonight, she didn't want to stalemate with Fu Xingye like this anymore, so she said, "I still have something to do, I have to go first." ”

After saying that, she didn't even go to the bathroom, so she really walked away.

Fu Xingye immediately raised his eyes to look at her, looking at her back, but did not speak.

He just stood there, his face more defined by his thinness, and only the emotions in those eyes were churning.

It was Nie Changhuan himself, who stopped after walking a few steps.

She pursed her lips and struggled and hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and glanced at Fu Xingye's waist: "The injuries you suffered back then to save Zheng'er are still not complete?" ”

If it's perfect, it won't be punched and it will be painful like that.

Back then, Fu Xingye only said that he was hit by a stone or something, and he got out of bed within two days, Nie Changhuan didn't think much about it back then, thinking that it was not a too serious injury.

If it was Fu Xingye a year ago, he would definitely pretend to say something specious to Nie Changhuan.

But now Fu Xingye just said: "It's okay." ”

He said it was fine, but now he couldn't stand up straight.

Moreover, Nie Changhuan suddenly remembered what Peng Jiangzhou had said before that Fu Xingye didn't even have a driver by his side now.

Nie Changhuan didn't want to owe favors to anyone, especially when it was about Liu Zheng, so she took two steps towards Fu Xingye: "I drove the car, I can take you to the hospital by the way." ”

Fu Xingye's eyes twitched slightly, but he still refused: "It's really okay, you go first." ”

"......" Nie Changhuan looked at his very different appearance from a year ago, and felt more and more that something was wrong with him, so he walked directly to him, grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go, go to the hospital." ”

She pulled her hand as she spoke, but Fu Xingye snorted, bent one leg, and almost knelt on the ground.

"Are you alright?!" Nie Changhuan hurriedly tried his best to support him, and bent down to look at his face.

There was already sweat on his forehead.

Nie Changhuan was shocked, and secretly wondered how many hands Fu Jindong had done to him.

Or think, before today, she thought that Peng Jiangzhou's deceitful and ruthless brother's seizure of power was just an exaggeration, but what she sees today is far more cruel than the description.

Nie Changhuan couldn't understand what kind of heart he had to do this to his own brother.

Thinking so in his heart, Nie Changhuan couldn't help but ask him, "Just let him beat you like this?" ”

There is also a sentence "Won't you fight back" I couldn't help but say it.

Fu Xingye, who had just barely stood up straight, was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at her.

Nie Changhuan was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurriedly said, "I hate Fu Jindong very much, not because of you, but because of Chi Meng." ”

Fu Xingye retracted his gaze again.

Nie Changhuan turned his head and looked at him who was too taciturn, and his heart was inexplicably a little uncomfortable.

She held him, and her voice softened unconsciously: "My car is parked on the parking apron downstairs, I will help you get out of the car, can you barely walk?" ”

Fu Xingye seemed to hesitate for a moment before he nodded and followed her forward.

But when he really walked, he acted as if he was not injured, and he walked with a tall posture, without letting Nie Changhuan help at all.

But Nie Changhuan noticed that when he was walking, one leg was obviously a little stiff, and when he got into the car, he moved very slowly.

Fu Xingye sat in the back seat, Nie Changhuan drove, and there was nothing to say all the way, but Nie Changhuan knew that Fu Xingye had been watching her from behind, so she didn't know.

This will make it late at night, there are few people in the hospital corridor, Nie Changhuan hung up the emergency department, and helped Fu Xingye to go in to see.

As soon as the doctor examined it, he immediately frowned and asked Fu Xingye: "36?" ”

Fu Xingye hummed.

The doctor said he was very disgusted: "Why are you still so impulsive when you are 36, the injury on your body will definitely not be able to be repaired if you don't take care of it for ten days and half a month." Especially your legs, I guess the bones are cracked. ”

Nie Changhuan looked at Fu Xingye's leg sharply, but Fu Xingye was looking at her, and when she looked at him, he turned his eyes to the doctor again.

In the end, the doctor prescribed medicine and hospitalization, and asked Fu Xingye to treat in the hospital first.

After Nie Changhuan sent Fu Xingye to the ward, he originally wanted to leave, but he inevitably remembered Peng Jiangzhou's words again, so he asked Fu Xingye: "It's not okay for you to be hospitalized alone, why don't you make a phone call and ask someone you trust to come over?" ”

Fu Xingye nodded, but after a pause, he turned his head and looked out the window: "You wait until dawn before leaving." ”

"......" Nie Changhuan was poked in the center, and was silent for two seconds, thinking that his current state was really not suitable for driving, he simply nodded, and after putting the bag on the sofa, he asked Fu Xingye, "Do you want to eat, there should be takeaway to deliver." ”

Fu Xingye shook his head.

Nie Changhuan didn't ask anymore, and sat down on the sofa himself.

It's just that when she sat down, the ward immediately quieted down, and the ward, which was originally very wide, suddenly seemed to be very cramped, and now she was sitting on the sofa, Fu Xingye was sitting on the bed, and the two of them were obviously quite far away, but Nie Changhuan just felt that his breathing became uncomfortable because of his existence.

She regretted it again: Fu Xingye herself said that it was okay at that time, why did she insist on bringing people to the hospital?

But instead of regretting it, she was really tired now, and soon fell asleep on the sofa.

Fu Xingye was also nervous, but when he thought of her extraordinary relationship with Fu Xiaoyu and Chen Yanchuan, he couldn't help but not turn his head to look at her.

Until he heard the sound of even, shallow breathing.

Nie Changhuan leaned her head on the sofa, the long hair on the side of her face covered half of her face, the tip of her upturned nose was exposed, and her long eyelashes were like motionless butterfly wings.

Fu Xingye retracted his gaze, then got out of bed lightly, and slowly walked to Nie Changhuan's side, he wanted to reach out and touch her face, but finally shrank back.

He originally thought that he had no eldest brother, no brothers, no parents, and even his only relative, his grandmother, was now hospitalized abroad, at least, in this whale city, he also had a Nie Changhuan and a daughter.

But after seeing Nie Changhuan's interaction with Chen Yanchuan and Fu Xiaoyu in Fu Jindong's bureau tonight, he suddenly felt that he had nothing.

Nie Changhuan stood aside with Fu Jindong, Chen Yanchuan, and even Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xingye didn't know when Nie Changhuan became so familiar with them and seemed to have a lot of relationship.

Fu Xiaoyu also squeezed her hand......

Fu Xingye closed his eyes suddenly, and after a long while, he took a deep breath, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at Nie Changhuan.

It's winter now, and if you sleep on the sofa, you're bound to get cold.

Fu Xingye got up and slowly and gently picked up Nie Changhuan.

The moment he picked up Nie Changhuan, Fu Xingye lowered his eyes and looked at her in his arms, and his arms inevitably tightened a little: he didn't expect that she looked like her flesh and bones were even, but in fact she would be so light.

In an instant, he pulled his lips: yes, she raises a family by herself, and it is inevitable that she will be thin and tired.

So as long as she can live a little better, even if she is close to Chen Yanchuan and Fu Xiaoyu or even very close, it doesn't matter. He can just not care.

Fu Xingye lowered his eyes and took steps, carried Nie Changhuan to the bed, gently put her on the bed, and carefully covered the quilt for her.

After doing all this, he couldn't help but reach out again, wanting to touch her face, but his fingertips were about to touch her cheek, and he retracted.

He turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked out the window at the gray high-rise buildings and the endless flow of streets, and slowly hooked his lips: it seemed that all the people in this world who should be close to him were far away from him and disgusted with him.

Since when has he been disliked or even disliked?

It seems to have started with his mother Tan Mingya.

Fu Xingye couldn't help but chuckle again, and wanted to reach out to touch the cigarette in his pocket, but he didn't touch anything, he suddenly felt that the hand that had lost his strength and touched the cigarette fell suddenly, and his body seemed to have lost the strength to support it.

Yes, he thought, even his mother hated him, let alone others.

Nie Changhuan, who was on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the tall and slender back standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and exhaled softly.

In fact, as soon as Fu Xingye's hand touched her body just now, she had already woken up. This is a habit that has been cultivated by children all year round, and it is easy to wake up when the sleep is very shallow.

But at that time, I didn't know if she was too tired to open her eyes, or because after opening her eyes, she inevitably had to meet Fu Xingye's eyes again, so she continued to close her eyes and pretended not to wake up.

But now that Fu Xingye was lying on the bed, she regretted that she didn't open her eyes just now: she couldn't occupy a patient's bed and let the patient sleep on the sofa.

She was accompanying Fu Xingye to see a doctor just now, so she knew very well how many injuries Fu Xingye had suffered, and she also knew that he needed to lie down even more.

Nie Changhuan sighed silently, and after thinking of a way in her mind for a long time, she didn't come up with a natural way to "wake up", but after thinking about it, she fell asleep uncontrollably again.

When she woke up again, it was already daylight, and when Nie Changhuan looked at the time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

She glanced around the room again, and after making sure that she didn't see Fu Xingye, she got up and sat on the bed, rubbing her hair in annoyance.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and searched around the ward, but she didn't find Fu Xingye.

was hesitating, when he heard a conversation outside, and vaguely heard Fu Xingye's name.

Nie Changhuan put on his coat and went out, and when he saw a few people standing, he was slightly stunned.