This old and rusty swing frame is different from the swing frame that used to hang on her balcony, both in terms of material and style.

But Fu Hongchen saw full of memories in her eyes.

It can be seen that the swing frame has a special meaning for her.

"Lao Zhao, come out to buy vegetables so early!" The old lady in a flower cotton jacket carried a vegetable basket and greeted the white-haired old lady walking opposite.

"Today, my son and daughter-in-law came back for dinner with their grandson, and I bought them their favorite dishes." The white-haired old lady was happy to share.

The old lady showed envy, "Some time ago, I heard your wife say that he bought a new house and renovated it, which is good!" ”

"What's good, I'm so busy all day long that I don't see anyone, now the house price only goes up and down, and it's more expensive with decoration, and it's hard to save money every month just to pay the mortgage."

"That is, we had a few Yuan Datou at home at that time, and we didn't have to worry about food and clothing if we had a gold bar, and now we can't afford a toilet with a gold bar."

"Ugh..."

……

The conversation between the two old men gradually faded away, and they didn't know how much of a storm their parents' short words had set off in Fu Hongchen's ears.

That day, Fu Hongchen rescued Xin Yue from the killer, and when she woke up and saw the great changes in her house, she yelled and scolded him for what she said, plus sprinkling and rolling, the whole shrew scolded the street, and finally cried and fainted directly, and her words are still vivid.

But even if she was angry again, cried again, and saw Fu Hongchen's wounds burst open and bleeding, she almost immediately abandoned her anger, nervously and responsibly treated his wounds, and no longer dwelled on the problems of the house, allowing him to mess around.

Since living in Xin Yue's house, Fu Hongchen can see how busy she is, and every night he can hear the sound of turning papers in her room, and all kinds of slight finger taps.

I was busy until the second half of the night before I rested, and in the morning the alarm clock rang three times before I could get out of bed with difficulty.

Even so, she never showed half of her bitterness in front of him, no matter how busy and tired she was, she was not slacking off on his injuries at all, and even her daily life and diet were all meticulous and thoughtful.

Turning his gaze to the broken swing frame again, Fu Hongchen walked in the direction of home without looking back.

When Xin Yue woke up, she felt a lot more relaxed, at least she didn't feel top-heavy last night, and turned her head to look out the window.

The sky was still gloomy, like a big rock pressing on people's hearts. From time to time, there was a loud conversation between neighbors downstairs, and the electronic alarm clock on the windowsill ticked and just flipped over the number 11.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, she had slept enough.

Picked up the kettle and sprayed some water on the potted plant on the windowsill before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed.

The moment the door opened, my eyes lit up, and when I got closer, I saw that the lanyard was pulled out of the ceiling, and some light bulbs were hung, and the warm yellow light was lazily sprinkled on the floor all over the green, like warm sunshine, and like stars in the sky, although it was not so bright, but the room with blocked vision became no longer inconvenient, especially the section of the road from the entrance to the upper floor had been cleaned up, so that she would not fall halfway to the mud.

Standing in the living room, I was amazed at the star lamps hanging from the ceiling, and reached for the bulbs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Hongchen looked through the window of the open kitchen, today he was finally not black, wearing a white shirt, a blue vest on the outside, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and the strong muscles showed smooth and powerful lines with his movements.

Xin Yue jumped over curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"Home...!

Fu Hongchen's voice stagnated slightly, swallowed the words behind him, and worked with his head and eyebrows lowered.

Xin Yue raised her eyebrows, didn't think much about it, and ran into the bathroom to wash.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked inside, my hair was messy, her loose pajamas fell off one side, her collarbones were delicate and seductive, and she was half-exposed on her shoulders.

As soon as it is integrated, it becomes this unconscious charm of the slightest charm.

Oh, my God! That's how she appeared in front of Fu Hongchen?

No wonder he didn't finish his sentence just now.

She also wondered how she had never seen him so humble and smooth, and how he had changed overnight.

This... How to do it.

Xin Yue struggled in the bathroom for a long time, twisted a knot on her pajamas, tied her hair in a regular manner, pulled her baby's fat face in front of the mirror, and put on an unknowing smile before she walked out of the bathroom slowly.

"Let's eat!"

She was stunned by the scene in front of her, she just washed up, and Fu Hongchen had already prepared a breakfast full of color and flavor, no, it was lunch.

Scrambled eggs, sautéed greens, and a plate of stir-fried meat.

"You did all this?"

Fu Hongchen hummed and served her a bowl of hot white porridge.

As soon as he sat down, this air pressure immediately became a little wonderful, such a boring person, the sudden warming of the man made Xin Yue really a little uncomfortable.

I picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and sighed that the taste was delicious, much better than what she made.

After getting along last night, Xin Yue obviously felt that although the aura between the two did not blend, they no longer exclude each other.

Xin Yue raised her eyes to glance at him again, and then her chopsticks didn't move.

This man is quiet, focused, and charismatic.

Even the very ordinary white shirt he wore was forced to wear the kind of sexy male model fashion blockbuster with a seductive meaning.

The point is, I don't know if he did it on purpose, or forgot, the first two buttons of the shirt were not buttoned, and the beautiful collarbone and the muscles of the chest loomed.

Ahem...

It's really the best explanation for the beautiful food.

Xin Yue didn't dare to look any more, and looked away with a calm expression.

"Where did you get the light bulb?"

"The light bulb that was removed before."

Is this waste utilization?

Yes, his hands can turn decay into magic, and only he can make such a light full of surprises.

Actually, he...

can be regarded as a very rare man.

"Thank you!"

The warm light hit her smiling face, revealing bright and innocent.

After eating, Fu Hongchen sat down on the pile of dirt in the living room, and stared at the TV to watch his science fiction movie intently.

Xin Yue was afraid that he would suddenly go crazy and smash the only valuable object in her house at first, so she sat at the dining table with him every day, but later found out that he was really just watching TV and immersed in those false plots, which made her even more worried that his paranoia would worsen and make his amnesia worse.

What should be used to distract him?

Xin Yue didn't expect it, so she changed her clothes and went downstairs, went to the car to bring back the computer screen that she had forgotten last night, stood at the door of the study and thought about it, and put it on the desk in her room.

Her laptop is broken, and if she wants to use it at night in the future, she won't disturb him sleeping.

Move the mouse and keyboard to the room, and when she finally moved the host, Xin Yue made a difficulty, she was already weak, and her hand was injured yesterday, and she didn't move it after moving it several times, and this legend is already the lightest host.

Crossing his waist and glaring at the host on the table in a huff, a pair of long arms stretched out from the side and easily picked up the host.

Xin Yue was slightly stunned.