That night, Fu Jichen stayed in Shen Jianian's room.

Shen Jianian came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and when he saw him lying on his bed, he knew that nothing was good. She sat at the dresser, slowly applying her skincare products while he leaned over the bedside and flipped through a fashion magazine she had casually tossed on the bed.

By the time she finished a complete set of skin care routines, Fu Jichen had already read more than half of the magazine.

Shen Jianian lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then went around to the other side to get into bed.

Feeling the mattress next to him sagging slightly, Fu Jichen closed the magazine and threw it on the bedside table, extinguished the dazzling ceiling light, and turned on a wall lamp.

Shen Jianian had a premonition, and when his arm touched her waist, the premonition was confirmed.

Fu Jichen didn't say a word, tore off her pajamas and went straight to the point, turning people over and over again a few times, until she was so tired and weak that her thinking collapsed, he leaned into her ear and asked, "You really don't want to go back to Beicheng with me?" ”

Shen Jianian's mind was chaotic, but it didn't reach the point of losing his mind: "I don't want to." ”

"Give a reason."

When Fu Jichen spoke, her thin lips seemed to touch the skin behind her ears and neck, causing Shen Jiannian's breath to be unstable and unable to speak normally.

After a long while, Shen Jiannian barely managed to save up the strength to speak, and gasped: "Going back to Beicheng will remind me of my dead parents, this reason...... Is it enough? ”

She knew that she couldn't stay here for the rest of her life and not return to Beicheng, she wanted to get back the Lingyue Group, and she would go back one day, but not now.

Now she just wants to stay away from that sad place.

She wasn't that strong, and she couldn't have dared to revisit just a few months later.

Fu Jichen paused for a moment, saying that he was not reluctant, but he couldn't control the pressure on her: "If I want you back, do you agree?" ”

Shen Jianian opened his eyes and looked at his face in the dim light, his handsome face did not distinguish between joy and anger, I don't know if it was a joke or a truth. She looked away and said lightly: "It's always boring to be strong." ”

"I just think it's interesting." Fu Jichen said with a smile.

Shen Jianian's breath was stagnant, did he really come?

When she was struggling with whether to compromise on this issue or to say that she really didn't want to go, Fu Jichen's hand that fell on her back moved an inch and retreated first: "Forget it, I'm afraid you will be angry and bite." ”

Shen Jianian was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "When did I bite?" ”

"Didn't you bite?" Fu Jichen took out a hand from the quilt and aimed the part of the tiger's mouth at her lips, "Can you remember this?" ”

Shen Jianian remembered it, and suddenly lost his unreasonable appearance, like a deflated ball.

The corners of Fu Jichen's lips hooked, and he turned over and pressed the person under him: "I originally wanted to say, since I can't remember, help you recall your memories, it seems that your memory is not so bad." ”

Shen Jiannian had a thin layer of sweat on his body, very uncomfortable, and wanted to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but his hand refused his flirtatious move.

"Just once." Fu Jichen poured ecstasy soup into her ear while kissing, "It's an advance in advance." ”

He will go back to Beicheng for less than a week this time, and if things go well, he may not return to Yicheng again.

What should I do, I am reluctant to leave her in Yicheng.

*

On the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Fu Jichen set off for the airport.

Shen Jianian accompanied the car and went to see off the airport, which was requested by Fu Jichen. Originally, he had to work a day today, but he was the boss, and giving her a holiday was a matter of words.

Seeing Fu Jichen pass the security check, Shen Jianian turned back the same way, thinking that he would spend a seven-day vacation alone next, no, plus today should be eight days, how relaxed it is.

Qu Mo waited outside the airport, this time he did not return to Beicheng with Fu Jichen, and stayed in Yicheng for her dispatch.

She got into the car, and Qu Mo asked her where she was going.

Shen Jianian looked out the car window, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, and it was cold and lonely in winter, she didn't seem to have anywhere else to go, and said lightly: "Let's go back to Rose Manor." ”

Qu Mo started the car and drove on the busy road.

Shen Jianian tilted her head to enjoy the scenery along the road, but the closer she got to the Rose Manor, the lower her mood became, and the feeling of ease and ease at the beginning disappeared unconsciously.

Why?

Shen Jianian lowered her eyes and fell into contemplation, because Chinese New Year's Eve was a festival of reunion, indifferent as Fu Zhichen, and she also wanted to rush back to Beicheng to reunite with her family, but she spent it in a place that did not belong to her at all. Or maybe it's because the Rose Manor is too big, and suddenly there is one less person, and it looks so empty and lonely.

The car drove into the fence gate of the Rose Manor, Shen Jianian suddenly heard a dog barking, looked out through the car window, Laifu came out of nowhere, recognized the car, wagged his tail, and ran after the car.

This was the first time Shen Jianian had seen it wagging its tail, and he was still a little excited, and said to Qu Mo, "Stop the car." ”

Qu Mo stopped the car as he said, only to see Shen Jianian push the car door and wave to the black dog outside the car: "Laifu, come up." ”

Seeing Shen Jianian's tail wagging more happily, Laifu seemed to understand her words, raised his forelimbs and jumped forward, jumping into the car.

Shen Jianian closed the car door, tentatively touched the dog's head, and seeing that it had no stress reaction, he carried it to the seat, and talked to it while petting the dog: "It's not in vain that I follow you every day to feed, and finally let me touch it." ”

Qu Mo twitched his eyebrows, and silently wrote down one thing in his heart, before the boss came back, he had to drive the car to the store and clean it from the inside out.

If the boss finds a dog hair, the person who can't eat and walk around will only be him, not Shen Jiannian.

*

At half past one in the afternoon, the plane landed at Beicheng Airport, and the driver of the Fu family came to the airport early to wait, and went to Fu's house after receiving people.

I haven't seen each other for a while, and the driver quietly looked at the eldest son in the back seat with his eyes closed.

As always, he is noble and indifferent, giving people a sense of alienation when he doesn't speak, and he has been taught by the old man himself since he was a child, and he has a calm bearing that several other sons in the family do not have. I don't know when I fell in love with playing jade, holding a good white jade handle in my palm.

Without saying anything all the way, the car drove into the Fu house with a deep winding path.

"Here we are." The driver gave a polite and gentle reminder, got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.

Fu Jichen lazily lifted his eyelids, but there was no tiredness under his eyes, and he gracefully adjusted the hem of his coat, raised his legs and got out of the car.

The main door was opened from the inside, and the woman in the gray cashmere shawl walked down the steps quickly, came to Fu Jichen, looked up at the son who was a head taller than herself, and her eyes flashed with tears: "It's back." ”

As she spoke, she stroked Fu Jichen's arm and looked carefully, wanting to see if he was thin or fat, black or white.

Fu Jichen was a little uncomfortable, slightly sideways to avoid, there was a depressed emotion in his deep eyes that others couldn't understand, and said lightly: "It's cold outside, go into the house and say." ”

"Look at me, I'm glad to see you patronizing."

Wei Ronghua sniffed and held back her tears, and wanted to take her son's arm and go in together, but he avoided it again, she paused, followed his footsteps, and sighed silently.

He's still the same.

I don't know when it began, no matter how good she was to this eldest son, his attitude towards her was always light, not as close as an ordinary mother and son. I don't want him to talk to him about everything, but he hasn't even said a word of thoughtfulness to her, a mother. The temperament is diametrically opposed to the youngest son.

Fu Jichen didn't know what his mother was thinking, and when he entered the door, before he could change his shoes, a figure rushed in his direction like a rocket.

"Brother!"

Fu Yuling opened his arms and gave him a big hug, stood on tiptoe and wanted to have another warm face-to-face salute with him, but he grabbed his arm and tore it away, and scolded him with a dark face: "Stand up!" What does it look like! ”

Wei Ronghua, who came in behind, watched the brother and sister get along, showing an expression of crying and laughing, and his heart suddenly became much more balanced.

The eldest son should not be dissatisfied with her mother, he is the same to everyone, lukewarm. Maybe it's because of your personality, and you don't like to be close to people when you're a little older.