Actually, I don't want to tear up, but I really can't help it! The love of a fool + a madman is not magnificent, but it deeply touches my heart~~

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For a long time, Fu Huanyan bit her lip, tears coming out of her eyes.

Xiang Bei put his hands in his pockets, and his long figure made him not weak in a foreign country at all, he looked at the person in front of him fixedly, and said with a smile: "The weather is good." ”

"You-" Fu Huanyan was completely stunned.

A stone's throw away.

Her mind went blank, and by the time she came back to her senses, the man was already standing in front of her.

The slanting sun on the other side of the street was dazzling, Fu Huanyan raised her eyebrows and looked over, and the familiar face made her stunned.

Holding the stone in his hand, Fu Huanyan chuckled. I hope that her memories are enough to accompany her through the rest of the years.

Memories? She also has a lot of memories, happy, beautiful, romantic, quarrelsome......

A long time ago, Fu Huanyan read a novel, in which the hero and heroine had to break up because of the resistance of the family. But after the breakup, the infatuated actor kept the beautiful memories and never got married.

Regarding Xiang Bei and them, she seems to be dusty and does not let herself be touched. But in the dead of night, when she held the pebble, she still burst into tears.

She secretly took that stone from Xiang Bei before leaving Minghai City, and later worried about losing her, so she made a necklace pendant and wore it all the time.

Reaching out and touching the necklace pendant worn around his neck, Fu Huanyan hooked it out and kissed it on his lips. She turned to face the glass window, trying to smile.

She really wants to go home, but for the sake of Xiang Bei, let's bear with it again!

Go home?

Walking out of the store with the bag, the smile on the corner of Fu Huanyan's mouth slowly converged.

Entering the store to buy the skirt, Fu Huanyan was secretly happy. Fortunately, she started quickly, there was only one dress per size, and she imagined the glamorous picture of Fu Baobao wearing it, and she really wanted to rush home.

"Okay." Song Dunn nodded, the restaurant was just around the street in front, and they usually frequented it.

"I'm going to buy it." Fu Huanyan fancied something, and he never waited. She pushed open the door of the store with her bag, and then turned her head after thinking of something, "You go to the restaurant and wait for me first, I have already booked a place." ”

Song Dunn glanced at it and laughed along with her. Fu Huanyan usually talks about his nephews and nieces, and almost everyone in the team knows the famous brother and sister of the Fu family. Whoever usually sees good-looking boys' or girls' clothes will tell her as soon as possible.

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and proudly stretched it out and pointed it to him, "Look at our baby, if she wears this dress, she will definitely die beautiful!" ”

Seeing that his eyes were full of doubts, Fu Huanyan explained with a smile: "For my niece." ”

"It's not." Fu Huanyan rolled his eyes, does this man have a problem with his eyes? That skirt is obviously a children's model, okay!

Song Dunn walked over and looked at it, and said suspiciously: "You want to wear it?" ”

The man next to him was about to speak, but Fu Huanyan didn't know what he saw, so he ran over screaming, stood in front of the glass window and shouted, "Dunn, is this dress beautiful?" ”

"It's old everywhere." Fu Huanyan puffed out his cheeks, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Song Dunn pouted, "Where are you old?" ”

"Oops!" Fu Huanyan looked at the couple kissing on the street in front of him, sighed and smiled, "I think I'm really old." ”

The streets of Paris are full of romance, and although Fu Huanyan has lived here for a while, he has not been to many places. Later, she followed Song Dunn around and never came back for a long time.

"Go eat, I'm hungry." Fu Huanyan negotiated the exhibition hall, and a big stone in his heart was finally put down.

"Okay." Song Dunn has no room for refutation, he really doesn't understand these things, usually Fu Huanyan helps him manage them, and he never asks anything more with confidence.

"Why don't you need it?" Fu Huanyan frowned unhappily, and retorted to him reasonably: "You don't know how to spend money if you don't know it!" We have a lot of people and a lot of expenses, and the price of tickets for the exhibition is low, which is not enough for the cost of an art exhibition, and we naturally have to save other money, how much can we save, don't forget, there are dozens of people to eat with you! ”

Song Dunn shook his head helplessly, "Yan, you don't need to be like this. ”

"Hehe......"

Fu Huan smiled and compared, and said proudly: "I'm amazing, right?!" ”

"How much did you kill?" Song Dunn asked the people who ran over.

Before leaving the exhibition hall, Fu Huanyan had already negotiated with the person in charge, and the two parties agreed to sign the contract tomorrow morning. Song Dunn stood in the distance, and when he saw Fu Huanyan taking the initiative to pull the person in charge of the other party to shake hands, he pursed his lips and smiled.

The venue was very smooth, as Fu Huanyan said before, the exhibition hall area is very large, enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time. There is an elegant open space behind the exhibition hall, which is used as a venue for a buffet reception.

Fu Huanyan briefly explained before going out, and followed Song Dunen's footsteps with his bag.

Hearing the words "lunch", Song Dunn's eyes moved. Fu Huanyan had been studying the plan all morning, as if he hadn't eaten all along. He picked up his coat and turned to walk out, "Let's go." ”

Raising his watch and looking at the time, Fu Huanyan dragged Song Dunn to stand up and said, "Let's go, let's go to see the venue and have lunch by the way." ”

I had long known that he didn't care about anything other than painting, so Fu Huanyan didn't have much hope. However, for this exhibition, the whole team has been preparing for more than a month, and he always has to give some advice on the layout of the venue.

"A hundred?" Song Dunn shrugged, still with an indifferent expression.

Spreading out the electronic notepad to show him, Fu Huanyan said in a deep voice, "This is your hundredth touring exhibition, you can't be sloppy!" ”

"Why?"

Fu Huanyan put away his paintbrush with a calm face, and said unhappily: "You have to go to the exhibition hall this time to see it yourself." ”

“NO！”

"If you say yes, it's fine." Song Dunn held the pen, obviously not interested in these things.

Fu Huanyan held an electronic notepad and walked into the studio to find the party to confirm, "We are scheduled for this exhibition in the exhibition hall of the central square, I went to see it yesterday, the hall covers an area of nearly 2,000 square meters, and there is an open space behind it, which can be used for us to buffet cocktail party." What do you think? Are there any other requirements? ”

“Dunn。”

Fu Huanyan made rapid progress, and Song Dunn was happy for her. Especially seeing her smile from the bottom of his heart, he felt that she seemed to be back in the evening of that year, and it was the innocent and romantic Fu Huanyan again.

It turned out that she could do other things besides painting. This job allows her to gain more recognition and self-confidence, and she can also learn a lot of things, all of which she absorbs and applies to painting.

Fu Huanyan has gradually become the backbone of the team from the initial chores. She never realized that she still had planning talents, and she was originally forced to take over the job, but she gradually fell in love with it.

The sadness hidden in the bottom of my heart has finally been diluted by time. This time, Paris once again invited Song Dunn to tour the exhibition, and Fu Huanyan, as the core of this team, naturally came forward to take charge of the planning of the exhibition.

In the past year, Fu Huanyan has followed the team everywhere. The different landscapes of different countries have given her a lot of inspiration, and this kind of life of walking and painting is a life that she has longed for a long time and cannot have. Now being in the middle of it makes her life full of passion every day.

Song Dunn's solo works have traveled to more than a dozen countries. Because of the positive response everywhere he went, many cities rushed to invite them to hold another exhibition.

France.

……

If he wants diamonds, he can have them in different grams and clarity. may have touched his heart, but it was just that stone, maybe she was inconspicuous in anyone's eyes, but in his heart, she was unparalleled in the world!

A stone in exchange for a diamond, Xiang Bei did not lose anything, but made a lot of money. He stared fixedly ahead, shaking his head and laughing.

The lights in the distance were brilliant, the lit street lamps were endless, Xiang Bei leaned in front of the window, and the diamond in his palm shone brightly under the light, glowing with infinite brilliance.

Xiang Bei pursed his lips, clasped the diamond in his palm and walked to the window.

That stone turned into a diamond, when did Fu Huanyan replace the stone?

Thumb lightly pressed on the surface of the box, Xiang Bei opened the box with a calm face, but after seeing the contents clearly, his tense handsome face suddenly smiled. He reached out and pinched the sparkling diamond in the box, crying and laughing!

Rubbing the outer edge of the wine glass with his fingertips, Xiang Bei hooked his lips and raised his head to dry the red wine in the glass. He pursed his lips and walked to the table, opening the first drawer and pulling out the black velvet box inside.

In the past, every time Fu Huanyan watched it, he would snatch the remote control in her hand and tune it to the sports program. Fu Huanyan, who was angry, jumped out of bed and ran to the living room to watch, and he would definitely turn up the volume to overshadow the sound of his program.

From time to time, the audience's laughter was heard on the TV, Xiang Bei's eyes were staring at the TV screen, and his frowning brows stretched out little by little. In the past, he always felt that this kind of show was not nutritious, but after watching it patiently, he also found it somewhat interesting. No wonder the ratings are good, watching these can really make people feel better!

He sat on the couch with his wine glass in his hand, his legs folded and looked interesting. The ratings of this variety show are quite high, and celebrities are invited to be guests in each episode of the show, and the host's sharp questions often make the stars unable to resist, and even often reveal surprising insider stories.

The bedroom was very quiet, almost no sound could be heard, Xiang Bei picked up the TV remote control and turned on the TV, and with the flashing images, the background music was full of laughter.

The phone was still vibrating, but Xiang Bei didn't want to look at it anymore. He frowned and threw his phone on the bed, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured a glass and took a sip, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Fuck these bastards, you know he's playing tricks now, and you dare to make do with it in front of his eyes?!

Depend on!

Those hairy children have basically started a family, even Qian Xiang has become a father, and Fu Jinchen has been upgraded to a father of two children. These people show off every day, although they are very naïve, but Xiang Bei is very angry.

After taking a shower, the sky outside gradually darkened. The man was wearing a white bathrobe, wiping his hair as he walked out, his phone buzzing and vibrating a few times, he slid the screen to look at it, his brows frowning even tighter.

He likes to clean up his own things, and the part-time workers who come to clean them will not touch his bedroom's things. Xiang Bei pushed open the bedroom door, looked at the pale blue on the bed, and lowered his head and walked into the bathroom.

Driving away from the villa, Xiang Bei returned to his own apartment. He lives by himself most of the time, and his work and rest time are not fixed when he is busy with work.

"......" Xiang Mu's heart trembled, and her eyes instantly turned red.

These days, Xiang Bei intends to accept his parents' arrangement, not that he has not tried, but that this attempt has no effect. He smiled and turned his head, his thin lips unconsciously hooked, "Mom, I have already chosen Fu Huanyan, no one can change it, not even myself!" ”

Xiang's mother was completely frightened by these words, she nervously held her son's hand, but saw Xiang Bei patting her shoulder comfortingly, and said, "I know you love me, but if you really hurt me, don't force me!" I want to be like you and my dad, I just want to find someone to grow old! I just want to be with someone for the rest of my life! ”

Of course, Xiang Bei knew that his parents would never be separated for the rest of his life, he nodded, raised his hand to hug his mother's shoulder, and said softly, "Whether you believe it or not, Fu Huanyan and I will not be separated!" Even if we can't be together now, we will never be apart for the rest of our lives! ”

She raised her hand and touched her son's face, the expression in her eyes was gentle, "We have you, and we will never be separated for the rest of our lives." ”

Xiang's mother was stunned, and subconsciously retorted, "Nonsense, how could I be separated from your father?" ”

Xiang Bei chuckled lowly, and something flashed in his raised gaze, "Mom, if you are separated from my father, can you treat each other as strangers?" ”

"Silly?"

"Fu Huanyan is gone." Xiang's mother blocked his words first, not wanting to quarrel with her son because of this, "Didn't you break up?" Don't be stupid, son. ”

Xiang Bei threw away the magazine in his hand, his dark eyes were clear, "If you and my father just want to see me get married and have children, then I can make you get your wish a long time ago, do you still need to wait until today?!" ”

"Mom."

With her son like this, Xiang's mother had nothing to do, "Do you really want to wait for the day when I and your father die, so that we can't close our eyes?" ”

"You!"

Xiang Bei shrugged, the expression on his face couldn't show joy or anger, "Otherwise, you can choose for me, as long as you like it." ”

Xiang's mother frowned helplessly, "How long are you going to delay?" ”

"Son."

Xiang Bei turned around and sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine and opened it.

As soon as the door of the villa opened and closed, Xiang Bei parked the car and entered. The light in the living room was bright, and Xiang's mother couldn't help but sigh when she saw her son coming back, "Still not satisfied?" ”

In fact, he can be more personable, at least not embarrassing the family. But it's only the blue that is eye-catching, so many colors are not chosen, why is it blue?!

The car drove out of the parking lot, Xiang Bei opened the window, and let the autumn breeze blow his cheeks. He held the steering wheel with both hands, his restrained gaze looked straight ahead, and his tense handsome face was curvacant.

After taking the bill handed over by the waiter, Xiang Bei knotted neatly, picked up the car keys and left. He ignored the embarrassment on the girl's face and walked away firmly.

"I'm sorry." Xiang Bei straightened up slightly and beckoned to the waiter in the distance, "I don't like musicals." ”

While speaking, she opened her bag and took out two tickets, and pushed them in front of Xiang Bei, "Do you have time?" ”

The woman nodded happily, "There's one tonight." ”

"Musicals?" Xiang Beijian frowned, as if he was asking.

The man's slender fingers rested on his chin, and his deep eyes turned and landed on the person opposite. The woman's long supple hair hangs down her shoulders, a typical baby face, and she looks like she is in her early twenties, and her whole body is full of youthful vitality.

"Musicals."

"What?" Xiang Bei finally came back to his senses.

The woman in the light blue dress raised her willow eyebrows, and mustered up the courage to ask again, "Mr. Xiang, do you like musicals?" ”

"Do you like musicals?" The woman opposite spoke softly, but unfortunately the man opposite was absent-minded.

Autumn in Minghai City is particularly beautiful, and compared with the four seasons, Xiangbei likes late autumn the most. The clear blue sky, snow-white clouds, and golden fallen leaves everywhere touched his heart inexplicably.