Chapter 111

"I don't think Brother Shi Ting should be angry that he didn't see her...... I asked him about his bodyguard, and the bodyguard said that his face was scratched by a branch, and he loved face very much, and the injury on his face was not good, so he probably didn't want to see anyone. ”

"So that's the case! Then tell An An now! Otherwise, she will definitely be cranky!" Li Xiaotian sent a message to Qin An An about what He Zhun Zhi said.

Qin Anan gave her a smile back.

Li Xiaotian continued to send her messages: Fu Shiting's birthday in half a month, have you thought about what gift to give him?

Qin An'an: No, I don't know what to send.

Li Xiaotian: It's so cold, you can knit him a sweater!

Qin An'an: Are you serious? Who wears knitted sweaters now?

Li Xiaotian: If you want to weave, you will weave, straight men like this.

Qin An'an: The problem is, I can't weave!

Li Xiaotian: People who sell wool will teach you! It's really not good, you can watch videos on the Internet! You're so smart, you'll definitely learn it at once!

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Qin An'an: Why do you have to let me knit sweaters?

He Zhunzhi said that he can't forget his first girlfriend now, because the girl knitted him a sweater, which he keeps until now...... My heart is sour, but I will never knit a sweater for him!

Qin Anan stood in the heavy snow, looking at the message sent by his girlfriend, and fell into a short entanglement.

A car pulled up in front of her, honked its horn, and she came back to her senses.

It was the express train she called.

An hour later, she returned home with a bag of yarn.

Zhang Yun walked up to her, looked at the wool in the bag, and wondered, "You want to knit a scarf?"

Qin An'an's face flushed slightly: "I want to knit a sweater." ”

Zhang Yun's eyes instantly had more meaning: "Who is it for? It can't be for me, right?"

Qin An'an: "Mom, I'll weave ...... for you But Fu Shiting's birthday is approaching, I'll knit one for him first. When I'm a little more proficient, I'll weave you a better one. ”

Zhang Yun smiled: "I'm kidding you! However, it's not fashionable to knit sweaters for your sweetheart now......, is it?

Qin An'an: "Xiao Tian said that it is also popular now. ”

Zhang Yun: "Oh, it seems that fashion is a reincarnation! Do you know how to weave? It's very time-consuming to weave this." Do you want me to help you?"

Qin Anan shook his head: "There is still half a month! I should be able to finish weaving." ”

......

Fu family.

Enclosed balcony on the second floor.

Fu Shiting sat in a wheelchair, his eyes looking at the heavy snow outside the window for a moment.

For the past few days, his mind has been empty. The heart is also empty.

The previous obsession and pain seem to have been pressed and paused.

He didn't want to see anyone, and he didn't want to hear anything.

Only when I can't stand the physical pain, I wonder what would happen if I had fallen to my death.

He knew very well that nothing would change.

The earth will turn in the same way.

Those who wept over his departure will gradually return to normal life.

In this world, no one can live without whom.

But in the end, he still has some concerns in his heart.

He can't die.

His hands clutched the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, and his body tensed tightly.

In the corners of the eyes, tears quickly slid down.

Living room on the second floor.

Mrs. Fu sat on the sofa, and the doctor stood next to her.

"Old lady, Shi Ting's injury this time caused his depression to relapse. ”

Old Mrs. Fu sighed: "I feel it." He refused to speak, and he shut himself off again. ”