Many, many years later, Fu Jichen returned to Rose Manor again and took Shen Jiannian with him.

Junshan Group was handed over to Fu Sinian, and everyone said that Fu Jichen was greedy for power, but he said that he would retreat, without a trace of nostalgia.

Shen Jianian's 58th birthday was spent in the Rose Manor, and Fu Sinian, who was on a business trip in the United States, flew directly to Yicheng, and landed at more than five o'clock in the afternoon, without a moment's delay, and rushed to the Rose Manor.

Before I got home, it snowed in the sky, like goose feathers, big flowers, fluttering.

When the car drove into the Rose Manor, the ground was covered with a thin layer of white. Fu Sinian looked out of the car window, and his eyes couldn't hide his surprise.

I don't know when a glass house was built in the yard, probably at a constant temperature, and all kinds of roses in it were crowded next to each other, and it was lively and gratifying, worthy of the name "Rose Manor".

Don't think about it, it must have been done by his father to make his mother happy.

To be able to see such gorgeous flowers in the snowy winter, his father should have put a lot of thought into it.

Fu Sinian is used to it, he has seen how his father loves his mother since he was a child, and at home, what his mother says is a holy decree, and no one can disobey it. He has been taught since he can remember that his mother comes first in everything, and if his mother is unhappy, it is a first-level alarm in the family.

Thinking of this, Fu Sinian lowered his head slightly and smiled, and when the car stopped, Fu Sinian gathered the front of his coat and prepared to get out of the car.

The driver got down first and opened the door of the back seat.

The room was as warm as an April day, Shen Jianian was wearing a retro red knitted cardigan, her long hair was half pulled up, and there were traces left by the years on her face, but it was not so obvious, and her smile was still as gentle and moving as when she was young.

"I heard the car stalling." Shen Jianian looked at the window and whispered, "Is Si Nian back?" ”

The view was blocked by the glass house outside, and it was impossible to see the scene in the courtyard.

Fu Jichen wore a dark gray V-neck pullover sweater over his white shirt, the collar of the shirt was turned out, and he was paired with slacks, which lost the fierce momentum of killing and decisiveness in the shopping mall in the past, and had more gentle and elegant temperament.

Hearing his wife's muttering, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "That's about the time to get home." ”

As soon as the words ended, the doorbell rang.

Without waiting for Fu Jichen to take a step, Shen Jianian trotted forward to open the door, the coolness of the wind wrapped in snow hit his face, Shen Jianian didn't feel cold, his face was full of joy: "Are you back?" ”

"I'm lucky, if it snows a little later, it will fall harder, and I may not be able to come back in time for your birthday." Fu Sinian was afraid that his mother would catch a cold, so he hurriedly entered the door, closed the door with his backhand, and hugged his mother again, "Cellist Shen, happy birthday." ”

Now Shen Cellist is in a semi-retired state, unless she can be invited to a large-scale event, under normal circumstances, it is difficult to invite her out of the mountain.

"Poor mouth." Shen Jianian smiled and patted him on the back, "The meal is ready, I'll wait for you." ”

Fu Sinian let go of his mother, raised his eyes and saw his father sitting on the sofa as steady as Mount Tai, bowed his head slightly, and greeted him in a formal manner: "Dad." ”

Fu Jichen glanced at him and said "um".

Fu Sinian saw that the living room was full of flowers, and asked Shen Jianian curiously: "Mom, won't these flowers be bought for you by Dad?" ”

"Except for the bouquet on the table, everything else was given by the students." Shen Jianian said.

Fu Sinian nodded: "Teacher Shen is full of peach and plums all over the world, and so many people are worried about his birthday, I have to work harder, otherwise I will be compared." ”

As he spoke, he took out a box from his coat pocket, which was a birthday gift for his mother: "I took time out of my busy schedule to go from Australia, participated in an auction, auctioned two diamonds, and found someone else to design and make them, I hope you like it." ”

Shen Jianian opened the beautifully packaged box, which was a necklace, two oval pink diamonds, one large and one small, embedded together up and down to form a gourd shape, with broken diamonds on the edge, beautiful and dazzling.

Fu Sinian bent over, 1.87 meters tall, and tried to accommodate his mother's height: "The main thing is that the meaning is good, the gourd, the sound is close to Fulu, I wish you a long and blessed life." ”

Shen Jianian couldn't put it down: "You bothered." ”

"As long as you like it, it's worth the effort."

Fu Sinian is also like Fu Jichen in front of outsiders, galloping in the shopping mall, vigorous and resolute, young and one of the best in the city and wrist, but in front of his mother, he is still the little rice cake with a filial and sweet mouth.

Fu Jichen interrupted the conversation between the mother and son: "It's time to eat." ”

Fu Sinian went to wash his hands, and the nanny brought the dishes to the table one by one. The bowl of longevity noodles was cooked by Fu Jichen himself, and it was made for Shen Jiannian alone, with a poached egg lying on it, and shiitake mushrooms and green vegetables were put on it.

Fu Sinian glanced at it and muttered: "I haven't eaten the noodles cooked by my father for a long time, and I usually don't have a chance to eat them." ”

Shen Jianian smiled: "Do you want to share half of you?" ”

Fu Sinian subconsciously looked at his father: "Look at my father's eyes, where do I dare to eat." ”

Fu Jichen: "How old are you, you are still greedy, is there any interest?" ”

Fu Sinian: "You go outside to inquire, but whenever the word 'Fu Sinian' is mentioned, which one is not afraid of three points, who dares to say that it is useless." ”

Shen Jianian has watched the scene of the father and son bickering for decades, and now that he looks at it again, he still feels fresh and interesting, so he just smiles, and his face is almost lumped.

The family had a reunion dinner, and after the meal, Shen Jianian closed his eyes, and many pictures flashed in his mind.

It was the same face she had before the car accident when she was young, and it was also in the Rose Manor, with a table full of delicious food and a roast chicken. Next to him sat the young Fu Jichen, with a cigarette between his fingers, his handsome face looked so unreal against the candlelight, and the corners of his lips were smiling, staring at her......

"Mom, how many wishes have you made, and you haven't finished talking about it for so long?"

Fu Sinian's smiling voice interrupted Shen Jiannian's association, she opened her eyes, there was a flickering candle flame in front of her, she slightly sideways her eyes, looking at Fu Jichen beside her.

He is no longer young, but in her heart, he is still so handsome, he has long since quit smoking, he has no cigarettes in his hand, and he holds a jade handle. Those are the two lotus roots that she once carved by herself, implying that a good couple is natural.

For so many years, the jade has not left the body, and the luster is more lusterly than before.

Shen Jianian looked at him with deep love in his eyes, the candle had not been blown out for a long time, and the wax oil was about to flow onto the cake. Fu Sinian urged two quick blowouts of the candle, but no one paid attention to him, and then he raised his eyes, shook his head and smiled: "How do I feel like I am a little redundant." ”

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On the day Fu Sinian left, Fu Jichen cooked him a bowl of noodles, the same as what he made for Shen Jiannian that day, lying eggs, putting mushrooms and vegetables.

Fu Sinian even ate the soup and noodles cleanly, and commented when he wiped his mouth: "It's not the taste of childhood." ”

Fu Jichen raised his eyebrows, really thinking that his cooking skills had regressed, and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Sinian raised his lips: "Your craftsmanship is even better than before." ”

Fu Jichen sneered, saying that he didn't look calm.

After Fu Sinian left, the Rose Manor returned to its former quietness, with only the husband and wife, plus a nanny and a housekeeper.

The snow didn't melt for a week, it was surprisingly cold, and Shen Jianian accidentally contracted the wind chill. The illness was worse than any previous cold, and the fever recurred repeatedly, and several times the fever reached 39 degrees. When he coughs, his lungs have to cough out, and Shen Jianian lies in bed all day long, unable to do anything.

Fu Jichen was worried, and during that time, the doctor often went in and out of the Rose Manor.

Shen Jianian didn't let Fu Jichen tell Fu Sinian, saying that Fu Sinian was busy with work and had only come back to visit them not long ago, so it was not good to ask him to come back again because of this matter.

So every time Fu Sinian called them a video, Shen Jianian always pretended to be fine, not wanting the child to worry.

The weather in Yicheng has not been good recently, there has been no sunny day for half a month, the sky is always gloomy, and it is difficult for normal people to have a good mood, let alone sick people.

Fu Jichen wanted to take a special plane to take Shen Jiannian back to Beicheng, but he was worried about going out, Shen Jianian's condition worsened, so he could only dispel his thoughts.

Fortunately, a few days later, the sun came out, the weather in Yicheng warmed up, and Shen Jiannian no longer coughed and wanted to go out to bask in the sun.

Fu Jichen took a thick velvet blanket and wrapped it around Shen Jiannian, and carried her to the glass room. Not only does it get the sun, but it also doesn't blow in the wind. Surrounded by flowers, it is good for a feeling.

The rattan recliner was covered with cotton pads, and Fu Jichen sat in the recliner and let Shen Jiannian lie in the crook of his arm.

Shen Jiannian was surrounded by a warm embrace, his face was hot from the sun, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes. When she was drowsy, she heard Fu Jichen's concerned voice and asked her, "Is your throat still uncomfortable?" ”

"It's much better today." Shen Jianian was afraid that he would fall asleep now and would not be able to sleep at night, so he cheered up and chatted with him, "You know what? On my birthday, when I closed my eyes and made a wish, I seemed to see that in the past, you helped me celebrate my birthday at Rose Manor. ”

Fu Jichen was stunned for a moment, thinking about the information revealed in her words.

They had only moved to Rose Manor last year, and the last time they had a birthday here was the year they first met, and it was the first birthday he had helped her.

"You...... Do you remember? Fu Jichen lowered his eyes to look at her face, and his voice trembled a little.

Shen Jianian shook his head lightly: "I don't know what's going on recently, there are often some fragments that run into my mind, which are much clearer and more complete than before, maybe it won't be long before I can remember them all." ”

She never recovered her memory, as she said, some pictures would jump into her mind by accident, those pictures were strange and familiar, like dreams, and as if they had happened in real life, sealed in the depths of her memory, only a corner could be glimpsed, not the whole picture.

Shen Jianian took his hand: "Can you tell me more about the scene of our acquaintance." ”

Fu Jichen curled his lips, his smile mixed with a hint of helplessness, and said, "Haven't you heard it many times." ”

"I still want to hear it." Shen Jianian said.

Fu Jichen took the trouble to tell her, and his voice was gentle and low: "It was late autumn, it was raining in Yicheng, I was called by Lu Yanzhi to go to Yunshui Hotel to participate in the business cocktail party, you wore a dress and skirt to attend the birthday banquet of the old lady of the Qin family that night, we met in the elevator, you were carrying the piano case and hit me......"

Hearing this, Shen Jiannian suddenly interrupted him: "How did you feel when you saw me for the first time?" ”

Fu Jichen thought for a while, and said jokingly: "At that time, I felt that this girl was very arrogant, and she was so cold to apologize when she bumped into someone, as if I owed her 80 million." ”

Shen Jianian laughed, his throat was a little itchy, and he coughed lowly: "Seriously." ”

Fu Jichen changed his serious tone and groaned: "When I saw you at that time, I felt that you were like a gardenia dropped by the rain, although defeated, you were still lonely. "The fragrance soaked in the cool rain makes it even more confusing.

Shen Jianian tilted his head slightly, wanting to see his expression, but he could only see his jaw, not his eyes: "So, you fell in love with me at first sight?" ”

Fu Jichen smiled: "You said yes." ”

Shen Jianian asked: "You go on." ”

Fu Jichen picked up what he just said and told their follow-up story: "My car is often sent for inspection, and there is usually no problem at all, but it is also a coincidence, the night I met you, there was a problem on the road, and I had to stop on the side of the road." I was going to change to Lu Yanzhi's car, and got out of the car with an umbrella, but you were embarrassed, rolled out of the green belt, grabbed my trouser leg, and begged me to save you......"

His voice was so good, low and warm, it made people fall asleep, Shen Jianian originally thought about not sleeping, but he fell asleep unconsciously.

In the process of telling the past, Fu Jichen also fell into memories, and his voice became a little ethereal. After a long time, he didn't hear Shen Jianian's voice, he looked down and saw that she closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, and couldn't hear the sound of breathing.

His heart trembled suddenly, he held her shoulder and shook it, and there was panic and fear in his voice: "Jia Nian, Jia Nian ......"

Shen Jianian was woken up, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the man's nervous face, she was slightly stunned, her lips moved lightly, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Listening to her voice, Fu Jichen breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her arm and increased his strength, shook his head and said it was nothing.

Shen Jianian stared at his face for a long time, as if he suddenly understood something, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "Are you afraid that I will sleep like this?" ”

"Shen Jianian."

Fu Jichen called her name, with a warning in his tone, and his eyes could be called fierce.

Shen Jianian has always been not afraid of him, and raised his hand to touch his face, as if he was smoothing the hair of the fried big cat: "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I will accompany you for a long time." ”

For a long time, year after year, we will always be together.

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Thank you all for your company, this is the end of this story!

The story begins and ends at Rose Manor, and they will live for a long time!

In the original setting, Jia Nian didn't fully recover his memory in the end, and only remembered part of it.

Maybe in the near future, she will remember everything, and that is the follow-up that belongs to them~~

I'm going to write a short sweet essay next, which should be in April, and we'll meet again then.

Love you guys (* ̄3)(ε ̄*)

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