As soon as Fu Sheng stepped out of the ward with one foot, Wei Ya was afraid that Fu Sheng would do something to her baby daughter, so she bumped Fu Sheng's shoulder and hurriedly went in to see Fu Shiqing.

Fu Sheng was knocked into a crooked body, and his shoulder almost hit the door frame.

Pei Xingmo reached out to help her in time and took her hand.

Fu Sheng smiled at him and poked out his little head, "Mom, you can send me a message if you think about it, I see that Qingqing's sister's psychological condition is not very good, and she still needs someone to protect her, it's not good to delay it for a long time." ”

After Ji Ying's words were finished, the next second, she was led away by Pei Xingmo.

Pei Xingmo didn't want to stay in the hospital for a second.

He wanted to go home and do what he hadn't done yet.

But it just so happened that they had to pass by Xinglang to get home.

I simply went to Xinglang for lunch, and it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home.

No matter what Pei Xingmo used as a lure, Fu Sheng just didn't go back to the room.

Wearing sunglasses, he lay down on the rocking chair on the balcony and basked in the sun.

Pei Xingmo couldn't help her, so he took the tea set out of the balcony.

Stay with her.

Seeing him compromise, Fu Sheng patted his arm, "What about the red rope?" Where's your ring? ”

"Huh?" Pei Xingmo was surprised, "Why didn't you ask Shen Cong'an about it?" ”

She wanted to speak several times when Xinglang was eating, and he could see it clearly, but it was probably because she was worried outside, and it was inconvenient to ask about such a major matter, so she held back.

Fu Sheng, who was slumped in the rocking chair, sat up straight and took off his sunglasses.

A pair of fox eyes were full of smiles, "Wearing a wedding ring for you is more important than Shen Cong'an." ”

It's not a terrible love story, Pei Xingmo is still so soft-hearted.

My heart was sour, and I wanted to hug her, "I'll get it." ”

Pei Xingmo came back with the ring box and red rope, and Fu Sheng had already put on his sunglasses again.

She didn't rush to open the ring box, she took the red rope with one hand, and the other hand was still rubbing the one hanging around her neck, feeling its lines.

Pei Xingmo smiled, "I have a tutorial here, do you need to come to Shengsheng?" ”

Fu Sheng didn't hesitate, "Yes!" ”

Pei Xing transferred the video and handed it over.

An hour later, Fu Sheng took off his sunglasses in a huff and slapped the twisted red rope in his hand on the table.

"It must be because of the sunglasses that affected my performance!"

Pei Xingmo echoed with a smile, "It's all sunglasses!" ”

Fu Sheng picked up a long rope again, "How long did it take you to weave this one around my neck?" ”

Pei Xingmo replied truthfully, "Two or three hours." ”

"I've never done manual work before, and I've made a lot of roots."

Fu Sheng was relieved.

It seems normal to fail a few times.

Not her problem.

Lying back in the rocking chair, she didn't hold on for more than a minute, she rubbed her eyes, "No, face the sun, it's easy to be blind without sunglasses." ”

Pei Xingmo helped the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and did not propose to go back to the living room, but patted his thigh, his thin lips hooked, "Come here?" I'll help you block it. ”

Fu Sheng didn't hesitate for half a second, sat sideways on his lap, and leaned into his arms.

Holding her waist, Pei Xingmo chuckled.

Enjoy her closeness and dependence.

Fu Sheng didn't know where he got the folding fan, and held the fan to help her block half of the sunlight shining on her face.

"Why don't you make a red rope while Sheng Sheng weaves it, and I'll tell you about Shen Cong'an?"

Pei Xingmo always wanted to find something to divert his attention, otherwise he couldn't help but kiss her.

Fu Sheng raised his eyes slightly, "You speak." ”

Pei Xingmo smiled, "Sheng Sheng's previous guess was right. ”

Fu Sheng: "! ”

The fox's eyes widened, and she stopped her movements in surprise, "Shen Cong'an is really a girl?" ”

"If those people didn't lie to me." Pei Xingmo patted her arm and signaled her not to forget the red rope on her hand because she listened to him, "Shen Cong'an has a ninety percent chance that she is really a girl." ”

Fu Sheng blinked and made it up twice absentmindedly, "How did you ask?" ”

"When I went to his hometown, I saw a lot of left-behind old people, I took photos of many people and asked them who they knew, and I talked about anyone who could point out Shen Cong'an."

Pei Xingmo spoke unhurriedly.

"Those old people all said that the old Zhan family, that is, Shen Cong'an's mother's maiden family, said that when they invited everyone to dinner, they said that they had added a small daughter to the family."

"The little daughter's nickname is An An."

Fu Sheng's heart tightened.

Shen Cong'an, An An, this can't be a coincidence.

Pei Xingmo's expression was gentle, "Later, after two or three years, they set up a banquet again and apologized to the neighbors." ”

"It is said that they have calculated with the master, the child's life is not good, and he has to be raised as a girl until he is two or three years old to avoid the catastrophe of his life, and when the time limit is up, they can't bear to mislead the neighbors, so they can't wait to announce this matter."

"The reason...... It's pretty good......" Fu Sheng's hand stopped again.

Pei Xingmo smiled and lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head, "What if it's true?" ”

"If it weren't for my damn intuition, I think it might be true." Fu Sheng wrinkled his nose, "Isn't this a preconceived notion?" ”

"One more thing—"

The man's deep pupils were a little darker.

After Shen Cong'an's mother committed suicide on her favorite stage, Shen Cong'an's grandmother fell ill and followed not long after. Shen Cong'an's grandfather...... was too worried and died on the seventh day of Shen Cong'an's grandmother. ”

Fu Sheng looked up in disbelief, and the glimmer of light in his eyes went out.

Shen Cong'an of the year...... How old are you......

"Those old people all said that Lao Zhan's family had three funerals in a row, and they hadn't seen Shen Cong'an much since then, and they only dazzled when they worshipped."

Fu Sheng took a deep breath and eased for a while, barely relieving the sorrow in his heart, "He should hate his so-called father." ”

That is the origin of all tragedy.

"If it's me, I'll hate it." Pei Xing took a sip of tea from the teacup, "If Sheng Sheng wants Shen Cong'an to confess to you, just be bold and tentative, with this bottom, coupled with your intuition, the conclusion that Shen Cong'an is a girl has not run away." ”

As he spoke, he pressed the teacup to her lips.

Fu Sheng sipped tea in his hand, "Forget it, I just want to have a number in my heart." ”

At this moment, she sprouted a heart of pity for Shen Cong'an.

From the bottom of my heart, I am reluctant to reveal Shen Cong'an's bottom.

Pei Xingmo smiled.

Just as she wanted to open her mouth to remind her that the red rope in her hand hadn't moved at all, Fu Sheng automatically lowered his head.

It took three full hours for Fu Sheng to finally weave a decent double-strand red rope.

She couldn't wait to hold the red rope up to the sky and laugh.

But it's stupid.

After thinking about it, I gave up.

Open the ring box on the coffee table.

Inside was an almost identical ring to the one around her neck.

Fu Sheng picked up the ring, threaded the ring into the red rope, and then braided a half-slipknot to the red rope.

"Shall we go back to the living room?" She looked at the finished product in her hand with satisfaction.

Pei Xingmo raised his eyebrows, put down the folding fan that had been raised for two hours, and adjusted the posture of holding her, "Okay." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up with the person in his arms in his arms.

Fu Sheng exclaimed, subconsciously holding him on the shoulder.

Strode back to the living room, put Fu Sheng on the sofa, and Pei Xingmo turned back and closed the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The originally bright living room was pitch black.

The smile in Fu Sheng's eyes poured out, against the shoulder of the person who wanted to bow down and kiss her.

"Pei Shao, you don't need to pull the curtain to wear a ring, right?"

Pei Xingmo supported the sofa with one hand and the back of her neck with the other, with a delicate smile in his peach blossom eyes, "However, you don't need to go back to the living room to wear a ring." ”

"I don't think I understood what Sheng Sheng meant, what do you think?"

Fu Sheng let go of his hand, "You really didn't understand it wrong. ”

She felt that she could marvel ten times a day eight times, how could Pei Xingmo understand her so well.

Pull the slipknot of the red rope to the maximum in the darkness.

Pei Xingmo had already lowered his head, waiting for the ring that belonged to him.

Fu Sheng also somehow was not nervous the moment he saw the ring, but his hands were a little shaky at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, she forcibly ignored the pounding heart and raised her hand to slip the red rope off top of his head.

Through his clothes, Pei Xingmo didn't feel the coolness of the ring.

I only faintly heard the sound of heartbeat, I don't know if it was his or Fu Sheng's, it was deafening.

The red string with the ring on it was successfully worn around the neck.

Fu Sheng wrapped his hands around his shoulders and grabbed the red rope slipknot at the back of his neck to adjust the length.

The two of them didn't speak, their breathing was so close that the back of Pei Xingmo's hand on the sofa jumped straight.

He could feel her hand rubbing against the back of her neck.

This posture hooked his heart.

After adjusting the length of the red rope, Fu Sheng smiled and said, 'Okay'.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Xing's lips were cold.

Fu Sheng put his arms around his neck and kissed his thin lips.

Pei Xingmo smiled and lowered his eyes, not in a hurry to control the dominance, and induced her to deepen the kiss little by little.

The hand holding the back of her neck rests on the back of her head.

Fu Sheng couldn't stand Pei Xingmo's well-behaved cooperation.

Those who take the initiative first are the first to become weak.

Sensing that she wanted to retreat, Pei Xingmo's eyes darkened, and he pressed the hand on the back of her head to exert force to seize the initiative.

Fu Sheng was so stunned by the kiss that when she came back to her senses, she was already lying on the sofa, and the rings around their necks collided together.

"Pei Xingmo'......"

She subconsciously muttered his name.

Pei Xingmo chuckled, his lips rolling over the teardrops in the corners of her eyes, "I'm here." ”

"Where does Sheng Sheng like it? Here? Or go back to the room. ”

The wet kiss landed on Fu Sheng's earlobe.

She grabbed him by the neck, "You...... Ask while knowing the answer! ”

The look in Pei Xing's eyes deepened, "Sheng Sheng really understands me and deserves to be rewarded." ”

This reward was awarded from the living room to the dining table.

Fu Sheng was hurt by the hard table.

Climbing on him, he hummed and complained, and said with teary eyes that he wanted to go back to the room.

Of course, Pei Xingmo listened to her.

It's just that before going back, I asked her for a lingering deep kiss.

I haven't seen each other for four or five days, and with the blessing of the wedding ring, both of them are extremely enthusiastic.

They didn't have dinner until about 1 a.m.

Fu Sheng sat in Pei Xingmo's arms and ate.

She filled her stomach hastily, and she was so tired that she fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, Fu Sheng pulled the quilt over his head.

Mental construction lasted up to five minutes, reluctant to get out of bed.

Pei Xingmo took her hand with sleepy eyes, "Why don't you take another day off?" ”