When Xiao Nian was five years old, Shen Jianian often needed to fly abroad for concerts, and the time when the mobile phone could not be turned on on the plane was always the most difficult.

The plane landed, and the luggage was not yet obtained, the first thing Shen Jianian did was to take out his mobile phone from his bag and turn it on, and make a video call home.

Today, Saturday, Fu Jichen has nothing to do, he is at home with the child, and Shen Jianian called him.

The bell rang for a long time and was not connected, Shen Jianian frowned and looked solemn, it should be morning in China at this time, Fu Jichen is resting at home, and he will not be free to answer the phone.

"Sister Jia Nian, the luggage has arrived, let's go." The assistant removed two suitcases from the conveyor belt and stood at his feet.

"Oh, good." Shen Jianian responded absentmindedly, carrying a bag on one shoulder, following behind the assistant, staring at the phone screen as he walked.

This time it was Shen Jiannian's solo recital, the members of the orchestra did not come, Shen Jiannian only brought an assistant, and the agent had something to do temporarily, so he would arrive before the concert began.

The car that had been contacted in advance was parked at the exit, the assistant checked it, called the driver, and the driver got out of the car to help move the suitcase into the trunk and opened the rear door.

Shen Jiannian frowned very tightly and dialed again.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, the assistant asked softly, "Are you calling home?" ”

Shen Jianian didn't speak, pursed his lips and nodded.

The assistant also took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her family to report safety, and her mother quickly replied, and then she put her phone away.

Seeing that Shen Jianian still didn't get through the phone and was a little anxious, the assistant comforted her: "Maybe I didn't have my phone with me." ”

Her words reminded Shen Jiannian, she pressed the screen, interrupted the unanswered call, and prepared to call Cheng Jin.

Before she could find Cheng Jin's number from the address book, the screen suddenly changed, a video call came in, and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the caller ID on it.

"What did you just do?" As soon as the phone was connected, Shen Jianian asked this sentence with her mouth open, even she didn't realize it, and there was a little grievance in her tone.

The picture on the screen is at home, in their bedroom, Fu Jichen seems to have just taken a shower, his hair is slightly damp, he has a white shirt on his body, the buttons have not had time to be fastened, and several pieces are spread out on his chest, revealing thin muscles with smooth lines.

"I was just taking a shower, and my phone was outside, and the water was too loud to hear." Fu Jichen's voice is warm, as if wrapped in continuous spring rain.

The little grievance in Shen Jiannian's heart was instantly extinguished, and only doubts remained: "It's ten o'clock in the morning in China, why take a shower at this time?" ”

Fu Jichen smiled and didn't speak for a long time.

Shen Jianian: "Huh? ”

Fu Jichen said helplessly: "If you ask your son to go, it's all up to him." ”

He spoke in a childish tone, like a child complaining to an adult. Since having a child, in the process of raising children, the husband and wife have not only not been destroyed by the years, but have become younger mentally, and have been imperceptibly infected by the little rice cake.

"Where's the son?" Shen Jianian asked.

Fu Jichen said "wait" and went out of the bedroom with his mobile phone. As he walked around, the picture on the screen swayed, and Shen Jiannian waited patiently.

Walking into my son's room is like walking into a cool playground, with a globe that rotates in the air, and a colorful fish tank, not a decoration, but a fish raised by Fu Sinian's children. On the desk, there are various models of cars, airplanes, tanks, parts to be assembled, and the carpet is the same as that of a football field......

There was no one in the room, and Fu Jichen knocked on the bathroom door: "Fu Sinian, my mother wants to see you." ”

After a while, the bathroom door opened from the inside, and a handsome little boy came out, naked, holding a sweatshirt in his hand, and hurriedly putting it on his head.

The head came out of the neckline, the hair was still wet, and the eyes were obsidian like Shen Jiannian.

Fu Jichen gave his mobile phone to his son: "Tell your mother yourself." ”

"Mom!" Fu Sinian's voice was crisp and bright, and he waved at Shen Jianian in the video.

Shen Jianian raised a smile: "Why do you and your father take a bath at this time?" ”

Fu Sinian's eyes rolled, his fingers touched his nose, and he looked weak. Seeing this, Shen Jianian became more and more flattering with the smile on his face: "What did you do badly?" ”

Fu Sinian touched his nose with his hand around the back of his head, rubbed the back of his neck, and explained honestly: "I want to plant a cherry tree, my father took me to the market to pick it up in the morning, and I just dug a hole in the yard and was ready to plant the tree in it......"

He lifted his eyelids, glanced at his father, who was visiting his room, and said, "Then, I accidentally fell into the pit." ”

Shen Jianian: "......"

Fu Sinian: "Dad pulled me up, we planted trees together, watered the trees, I accidentally fell again, my body was covered with mud, I stepped on the water pipe when I got up, and the water that came out wet Dad's clothes." ”

Although Shen Jiannian did not witness it with her own eyes, Fu Sinian depicted it vividly, and she could imagine the picture of the father and son planting trees in her mind.

"Did you get hurt from a fall?" Shen Jianian asked him.

Fu Sinian shook his head, and his wet hair threw out droplets, splashing around: "No." ”

Shen Jianian: "Give your phone to Dad, go blow your hair, don't catch a cold." ”

"Oh, Mom, when are you coming back?"

"In four days." Shen Jianian said, "If Si Nian wants a gift to send it to his mother's mobile phone, his mother will buy it for you." ”

"yes, thank you, Mom."

Fu Sinian's eyes lit up, and he ran to his father and returned the phone to him.

Fu Jichen's face reappeared in the picture, the shirt buttons had been buttoned, and the top one was gone, and he was upright, as if he could enter the conference room at any time.

Shen Jianian was stunned for a moment, and then said out loud: "If it's okay, I'll hang up?" ”

Fu Jichen heard the conversation between the mother and son just now, Fu Jichen walked out of his son's room and said quietly: "I only care about whether my son will catch a cold, don't care about me?" ”

Shen Jianian's mobile phone turned on the amplifier, the driver is a foreigner, he can't understand Chinese, but the assistant can understand, Shen Jianian Yu Guang glimpsed the assistant snickering, suddenly a little embarrassed, leaning sideways to the side of the window.

It's night on her side, and the neon lights along the road reflect on the windows, sweeping over her face, flickering in and out.

"My son is only five years old...... Shen Jianian lowered his voice and spoke softly, "You are an adult, don't you still take care of yourself?"

Fu Jichen: "Whether it will be one thing, whether you care or not is another." ”

He can always use strong words, Shen Jianian didn't have anything to refute, paused, and followed his meaning: "Then this Mr. Fu, you also hurry up and blow your hair, don't catch a cold." ”

Fu Jichen said in a low voice: "It's late." ”

When the assistant sitting next to Shen Jiannian heard this, he couldn't hold back his laughter, and smiled with his face facing out of the car window.

There was no nutrition and chatted a lot, until the assistant reminded the hotel that it had arrived, and Shen Jianian found out that he had played a video with Fu Jichen all the way.

"I'm at the hotel." Shen Jianian said to Fu Jichen and prepared to hang up the phone.

Fu Jichen: "Go back and take a shower and rest early." ”

Shen Jianian said "um", the video call ended, she put her mobile phone in her bag, got out of the car and took the suitcase with the assistant.

"Sister Jia Nian, I'll just come." The assistant pushed a suitcase in one hand and didn't let Shen Jiannian do it.

Shen Jianian couldn't help but say, took a suitcase from her hand, pushed it forward, and checked in to the hotel lobby. There are staff members who help push suitcases into the elevator and take them to the floor where they are staying.

The assistant's room was next door, she first went to Shen Jianian's room to help her put her things, and said while tidying up: "I really didn't expect Mr. Fu to be like this in private." ”

Shen Jianian took off the hair ring on his wrist and pulled up his long hair, and asked curiously, "Which one?" ”

"It's just ......," the assistant didn't know how to describe it, and paused for a few seconds, "It's quite sticky." ”

According to the news on the Internet, they have been married for six or seven years, and they have been in love for a few years, and they all say that the relationship has a shelf life, and it is rare for Mr. Fu to be so clingy.

Moreover, she could see that Sister Jia Nian also cared about Mr. Fu, and when she was on video with him, the love in her eyes was about to flow out.

*

The return trip was four days later, and Shen Jianian's recital was very successful, and the reports on the Internet were overwhelming, transmitted back to China, and dominated the hot search for two days.

Even fans said that my sister either closed her door, and as soon as she made a move, she was the king of bombs.

Shen Jianian didn't pay attention to the news about herself on the Internet, but her agent told her that she should go out of the airport and go through the VIP channel to avoid being blocked. Shen Jianian felt a little exaggerated: "I'm not a star, so there shouldn't be so many people coming to pick me up." ”

The agent threw her a look, she didn't know anything about her current fame.