It is the entertainment page of the newspaper, the title is suspected of earning eyeballs, and the bold black font reads "The heir of the Fu family is determined by Shen Jianian, and the street shows affection and envy of others".

It is accompanied by two pictures, which are spliced irregularly up and down. The picture above shows a man in a black suit holding a transparent umbrella and hugging a woman's waist, walking next to each other in the rain. The picture below shows a man standing next to a luxury car, the passenger door is open, and a woman is sitting inside, and the man is bending down to wipe the woman's feet.

The man's face in the picture is very clear, it is Fu Jichen Yes, the woman's face is a little blurry, the journalist intimately hit an arrow, drew a red circle next to it, and put a photo of the heroine's face, is it not her or who can be?

Shen Jianian was stimulated by the successive news, she never thought that she and Fu Jichen had been in the newspaper, so wouldn't their relationship be in an uproar?

Why have you never heard Pei Che tell her?

The text attached to the picture details that the heir of the Fu family personally went to Shen Jiannian to participate in the variety show to cheer her on, and after the curtain ended, the two had dinner together and walked in the rain, and the heir of the Fu family condescended to wipe Shen Jiannian's feet wet with rain.

Shen Jia read word by word repeatedly, and then looked at the two photos, like a bomber in his mind, constantly bombing indiscriminately.

She was in a state of deep self-doubt.

Is she really the heroine in the news?

Will there be someone who looks exactly like her old face, also named Shen Jiannian?

Otherwise, how could there be such an unbelievable thing in this world?

She and Fu Jichen saw the newspaper because of their show of affection?

Shen Jianian clearly realized that the reason why she thought this way was to escape, she clearly had the answer in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it.

This cropped newspaper will be hidden in the pocket of her clothes, which should have been made by Shen Jianian in the past, because she likes Fu Jichen, so she will collect news related to him.

"Shen Jianian?" Fu Jichen's voice came from outside the cloakroom.

He had dinner in the restaurant downstairs and came up to accompany her, but he didn't see anyone in the room, the bathroom door was open, and there was no one inside.

Fu Jichen strode towards the cloakroom, and the moment he saw Shen Jianian, his tense expression relaxed, he thought she was gone, and he thought that finding her back was a dream - he had such a dream more than once, and when he woke up, he found that everything was fake.

Shen Jianian crumpled the newspaper into a ball, clutched it in the palm of his hand, and looked at him with an indescribable look in his eyes.

"What did you take?" Fu Jichen noticed her small movements sharply, and couldn't help but be curious.

Shen Jia looked left and right and said to him: "I want to take a bath, come and borrow a set of clothes." ”

Fu Jichen listened to her words and corrected: "It's not borrowed, the women's clothes here are originally yours, and no one else's." He thought of something, and smiled lightly at her, "The clothes from three years ago may be outdated, and when you get better, I will help you buy new ones, and then someone will send them to your home, and you can pick them slowly." ”

Shen Jianian subconsciously opened his mouth to refuse: "No." ”

If she is not related to her, she cannot accept other people's gifts with peace of mind.

Fu Jichen was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his normal expression, from her point of view, it does take a certain amount of time to get used to their relationship.

He was willing to give her time and did not force her to accept it immediately.

Seeing that the man was silent, Shen Jianian recalled what he had just said and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"Let's go take a shower." Fu Jichen didn't continue to discuss the topic of buying new clothes with her, but only admonished, "The cold is not good, don't wash it for too long." ”

Shen Jianian went to the bathroom with his clothes and didn't forget to lock the door.

Standing behind the door, she opened the crumpled newspaper in her hand, and took one last look, even if she wanted to break her head, she still didn't remember what she didn't remember, and nothing would change

Shen Jianian threw the newspaper into the trash can and turned on the shower to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Fu Jichen sat in the sofa chair he had sat in before, with his laptop resting on his lap, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, looking at the interface as if he was replying to emails.

Shen Jianian glanced at him a few times, the man's side face was clearly lined, his serious work looked serious and cold, and his brows were slightly furrowed, probably because he saw an unpleasant email.

After understanding all aspects, Shen Jianian had a general understanding of their relationship, and tried to ask him: "When can I leave?" ”

Fu Jichen's fingertips on the keyboard paused slightly, and his eyes moved away from the computer screen and landed on her white cheeks like a hibiscus after bathing.

Shen Jianian didn't even get used to seeing this face, and he accepted it calmly when he saw it.

"You still want to leave?" Fu Jichen may not have noticed that when he spoke, there was helplessness and frustration hidden in his tone.

The president of Junshan, who is at the top of the pyramid and sits on boundless wealth and power, will only feel frustrated when facing her.

Shen Jianian nodded hesitantly and hummed softly.

More than ten seconds passed, and Fu Jichen did not relent: "I won't let you go." "Other things can depend on her, but he doesn't allow her to leave him.

Shen Jiannian frowned, and rebelliously attacked: "If I never remember those pasts and never like you, do you plan to lock me up for the rest of my life?" The past is the past, people are moving forward, and it is impossible to stay in the past forever. ”

She stabbed him in the heart again. Fu Jichen's heart was distressed, and after a while, he said slowly: "Since you can like me once, you can like me again, I am confident." ”

"You are like this, I can't like you." Shen Jianian said directly.

Fu Jichen had already adjusted his mentality, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and patiently asked her: "Then what do you have to do to like me?" You tell me, and I do. ”

Shen Jianian's throat froze, she was out of words, she didn't expect the president of Junshan to be so cheeky.

She was so angry that her head hurt, so she stopped telling him, lifted the quilt and went to bed, and lay on her side with her back to him.

Fu Jichen looked at Shen Jianian, who only showed the back of his head, sighed silently, got up and turned off the ceiling light in the bedroom, leaving a floor lamp, and adjusted the brightness to the lowest.

The warm yellow light shrouded the bed, and the quilt on the bed was bulging, making him feel reassured.

Shen Jianian went through the mess in his mind, after all, he was still sick, and his energy couldn't keep up, so he fell asleep not long after.

After Fu Jichen finished processing more than a dozen mails, closed the computer, rubbed his soreness and swollen temples, walked to the bed with light steps, and lowered his eyes to stare at the sleeping person on the bed.

She had just turned her back to him, and after falling asleep, she unconsciously rolled over and lay flat.

After looking at it almost infatuatedly for a while, Fu Jichen picked up the temperature gun on the bedside table and measured her temperature, 37 degrees 8, the temperature dropped a little, but the fever had not completely subsided.

Not to be taken lightly, she used to have a cold and had a high fever repeatedly in the middle of the night.

Fu Jichen went to the bathroom and twisted a handkerchief, folded it into a square of the right size, and put it on her forehead to physically cool down.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, ran his fingers over her cheek, and sighed, and fell asleep to be obedient, and when he was awake, he would only be on guard against him.

Fu Jichen leaned down, pressed his thin lips against her lips, kissed it gently, and left with a touch.

*

Sleeping until the middle of the night, Shen Jianian had a dry throat and woke up thirsty, and when he woke up, he couldn't help coughing, opened his eyes and sat up, and found that there was still someone in the room, and his soul was almost frightened.

She blinked her misty eyes and saw that the person on the sofa was Fu Jichen, wearing pajamas, with a dark gray blanket on her waist and abdomen, half-leaning there and falling asleep.

Shen Jianian touched her forehead, she fell asleep in a daze, and felt that someone had pasted a cool thing on her forehead, thinking that she was dreaming, but it turned out to be true, and she picked up a soaked handkerchief next to her pillow.

She didn't know what to say, she was so ruthless to Fu Jichen, and he didn't give up.

Shen Jiannian casually threw the handkerchief on the bedside table, and saw that there was a thermos cup on it, and a box of cookies, which was the brand she liked to eat since she was a child.

The words that Fu Jichen said at that time popped up in his mind: a box of cookies can be eaten in a few days on the bedside table.

Shen Jiannian was suddenly a little speechless.

She picked up the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid and took a sip first, the water temperature was just right, and she drank most of the cup.

Fu Jichen hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and he didn't lie in bed tonight, but slept very deeply in the cramped sofa chair. Probably because that person was found, right next to him, a knot in his heart was removed, and with it came the beauty that was lost and regained.

Shen Jianian put down the thermos cup, didn't pay attention to the severity for a while, and the bottom of the cup hit the wooden cabinet, the sound was a little loud, which woke up the sleeping person.

Fu Jichen woke up, pinched the corners of his forehead with his fingers, sat up straight, his dark eyes were sleepy, and his voice was a little hoarse, "What's wrong?" ”

"I drink water." After Shen Jianian finished speaking, he pursed his lips and said unhappily, "Don't stay here, go to sleep." ”

Fu Jichen was stunned, the sleepiness in his eyes dissipated a little, and he looked straight at her.

Shen Jianian was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was caring about him, so he hurriedly made up for it: "I can't sleep if there is someone next to me." ”

Knowing that she was using an excuse for nonsense, Fu Jichen did not debunk it, was silent, picked up the mobile phone on the armrest of the sofa to check the time, at 3:25 in the morning, there were only a few hours left before dawn.

He used a thermometer to take her temperature again, and the fever had subsided, so he no longer insisted on staying here: "I'm next door, something called me." ”

Fu Jichen walked a few steps, paused, folded back, took out something from the pocket of his pajama pants, and put it next to her pillow: "Don't lose it again in the future." ”

Shen Jianian lowered her head, and through the warm light, she saw clearly that it was the jade lion handle she had lost at the airport.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Jianian asked eagerly.

She thought she couldn't get it back.