The autumn night is cold, the car lights are lit in front of the villa, and a silver gray shines directly on the villa window.

Fu Chuchen was awakened by this light, thinking that Qiao Ran was back.

He got up and looked down the window.

A police car was parked downstairs, followed by a black Land Rover in the distance.

The blue and red police lights flickered, breaking through the darkness and imprinting on Fu Chuchen's pupils.

His heart tightened, and he only knew that this was a sign that something was wrong.

Put on his coat and go downstairs, he was the only one in the whole villa, the villa was locked from the outside, and he couldn't get out.

With a "click", the door of the villa opened.

The cold wind swept in instantly, and Fu Chuchen shivered, "Uncle policeman...... I ......"

His mind was a little empty, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

Policeman: "Your brother is here to pick you up." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Chuchen saw that not far away, a man got down from the Land Rover, with a slender figure and a cigarette in his hand, looking at him from a distance and smiling, and beckoning to him.

Fu Chuchen immediately went over.

Fu Xuwen said: "Go home." ”

His tone was unhurried, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Fu Chuchen frowned: "Brother, mom, she-"

"Arrested at the airport." Fu Xu's tone didn't fluctuate: "The position given by Zhuang Congning, if there is anything you want to ask, you can go to the prison to visit her." ”

The man's eyes were dark, smoky and blurry, his eyebrows and eyes were faint, he was very close, but far away, and his whole body was alienated and indifferent.

"What happened to her?"

Fu Xu dusted off his cigarette ashes: "Murder your husband, kidnap and imprison you, and send threatening text messages." ”

The man's face was a little blurred in the night, and the spark of the cigarette butt was particularly obvious in the night, the only warm color.

Fu Chuchen could feel the heat on Fu Xu's body, but he only felt that he had been poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and it was completely cold.

There was no euphemism in his tone, like a knife rampage telling him, telling him that his mother was committing a crime, that he was a heinous bad person.

They got into the car.

Look at Fu Xu lukewarmly.

Fu Chuchen gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Do you have a heart?" Isn't she your mom too? ”

Fu Xu glanced at him, his eyes were shining with an extremely clear look, as if he didn't care about anything.

"The heart fell to death seventeen years ago."

followed his biological mother and fell into a bloody blur.

Fu Chuchen didn't understand, but he didn't speak.

Gu Conglan patted Fu Xu's shoulder, and the man waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

A few big men in the shadows secretly gritted their teeth,! One step late, the police actually came!

……

Back home.

It was already five o'clock in the morning, the sky was not bright, and Fu Chuchen kept silent and did not speak.

Gu Conglan watched Fu Xu work as usual.

"Is there a conscience? Your brother is almost autistic. Gu Conglan knocked on the table, looked at Fu Xu, who was looking through the documents with his eyes down, and said, "Will he not be able to think about it?" Why don't you go to comfort me? ”

The man's nose is framed with gold-rimmed eyes, his temperament is elegant and clear, he raised his eyes, pushed his glasses with his slender fingertips, and his eyes behind the lenses were cold and emotionless: "There is nothing to comfort, I have already raised myself at his age." ”

"Can he be like you?"

Fu Xu: "Boys must learn to grow up and digest by themselves, so that they can grow into responsible, responsible, and useful people to society in the future." ”

Gu Conglan tugged at the corners of his lips: "Sanctimonious." ”

"If this was Wen Yin, you would have gone up and coaxed a long time ago, maybe you would be anxious because of the bad coaxing."

"If it's Wen Yin, is there a problem with me coaxing her?" Fu Xu lowered his eyes, while writing with a pen, his voice rustled, and said naturally: "Wen Yin is a girl, a girl, just for petting, I don't need her to do anything for me, she just has a good time." ”

Gu Conglan: "........."

"I can't see that you're still a double standard."

The man asked seriously: "What does double standard mean?" ”

Gu Conglan: "......"

Outrageous! No need to talk.

That night, Fu Xu smoked a lot of cigarettes alone in the room, and the room was full of smoke, and his figure was lonely by the light.

The man leaned back in a chair, leaned back with his legs open, his eyes closed, his eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyelids, his snort and nerves numbed by tobacco, and his raised Adam's apple line was particularly sexy.

It was a particularly difficult night.

Why didn't he know about Fu Chuchen's situation?

He knows better than anyone else.

"Buckle—" Wen Yin pushed the door in.

He tilted his head slowly, looking at the door.

The little girl was holding a pillow in her arms, with a smile on her face, as if walking towards him in the bright spring light, and she said, "Brother, you are finally busy and forgetful, the sky is almost dawn." ”

"I can't sleep without you."

She stood in front of him with a soft voice, and reached out to play with his hair: "Brother~ The last job is to coax the baby to sleep~"

The corners of the man's lips suddenly pulled a smile, even if he was laughing, even if he was sitting and lazy, there was a natural sense of oppression from the inside out.

"Sleep, brother with you."

Inexplicably sexy and hoarse, and ambiguous and thick, the tips of the little girl's ears quietly flushed.

This is like a husband's words to his wife, lingering and intimate, indescribable and ambiguous.

It would be nice if it was really accompanied.

……

The Qiao Ran incident is over, Zhuang Congning doesn't want to mess with her anymore, from Gu Conglan, she can't get a glimmer of hope, so what's the use of her wanting a glamorous identity?

It was coming, and at the last moment, she chose to turn back.

During this period, Gu Conglan went to see her once.

Zhuang Congning looked at him through the glass: "Will you wait for me?" ”

Gu Conglan smiled: "What am I waiting for you to do?" ”

"After coming out, your future is waiting for you, and your own future is waiting for you."

……

A month later.

Fu Quanhuan was discharged from the hospital.

The body has basically recovered, and the family feast was held in the courtyard on this day.

Regarding Qiao Ran's affairs, Fu Quanhuan didn't want to say much, he was unladylike and too indulgent to Qiao Ran.

He said many comforting words.

Wen Yin's black hair and shawl, soft and well-behaved, replied gently and politely: "Uncle, my brother is very good to me, and I don't feel wronged." ”

Fu Chuchen's mood has been sluggish this month, Fu Quanhuan glanced at him, and only sighed, there are some things that need to be digested by himself.

"Fu Xu, you are so good that you take care of Wen Yin, I heard your grandfather say that Yin Yin has not been sick for a long time."

Fu Xu nodded: "Yes, this month is very good." ”

The reason, only he and Wen Yin know.

For the rest of the month, he ate with him and fell asleep before leaving.

Fu Quanhuan nodded: "That's okay, before the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Wen family will come to the house for the New Year, and after the New Year, they will take Yin back." ”

He looked at the well-behaved little girl sitting next to Fu Xu: "Yin Yin has been here for almost two months, is she homesick?" ”

"When I go back, I can come here as often as I go."

When Fu Chuchen heard the news, his heart beat violently, and he raised his eyes to look at Wen Yin.

There was a sudden emptiness in my heart.

Sour emotions welled up on the tip of his nose.

How...... Why did he think that the people who could accompany him for a long, long time were leaving......

Wen Yin pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer anything.

On the surface, he is still gentle and elegant, and he is very educated.

I only bowed my head and ate my meal.

Depressed, didn't you say you didn't want her?

Doesn't it mean that sick seedlings are a drag? What are you doing to pick her up?

Didn't you always leave her in various places? What is this? It looks better, I think it can still be used, and I want to go back?

Suddenly, a big hand patted the back of her hand, and she saw the man's smiling and gentle eyes with her side eyes, Wen Yin was inexplicably burned by her gaze, and her heart jumped.

He said, "Come with me after eating." ”