Zhao Fuhe listened to the movement on the other end of the phone, clenched the phone tightly, stared at it with straight eyes, reached out to want the phone to fall, but suppressed his temper.

When Wen Zhixia fell asleep, Gu Pingsheng picked up the mobile phone that fell on the carpet next to the bed at some point, and after seeing the call record on it, his eyes paused for a moment.

Walked outside to the living room, poured a glass of water, and dialed the phone back.

Zhao Fuhe pitifully explained his behavior during the day as being too sad after losing his child," ...... This is my first pregnancy, I'm just so sad, I never thought about saying anything in front of my senior sister, and my senior forgave me this time, okay?"

took the initiative to show weakness, coupled with a sad and mournful tone, choked up and mourned the children of the two people.

Gu Pingsheng raised his head and drank half a glass of water, his knuckled fingers turned the glass, "Does your face still hurt?"

Zhao Fuhe covered his face, "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't upset my seniors." ”

Gu Pingsheng didn't speak again.

Zhao Fuhe asked cautiously, "Senior...... Have you forgiven me?"

Capitalists have always been absolutely rational people, and Gu Pingsheng, who was able to reach this position at a young age, is naturally no exception, "Take care of your body, Cheng Yaju is still empty." ”

The implication is that the matter has been calmed down.

It's just that between the words, Zhao Fuhe can still feel that Gu Pingsheng is still a little dissatisfied with her.

Li Yueting is right, what she did during the day violated Gu Pingsheng's taboo, and being able to forgive her instead of being sent away directly like the previous woman is enough to show that she has a place in Gu Pingsheng's heart.

Because of this, Zhao Fuhe is also more convinced that he will one day be able to completely replace Wen Zhixia's position.

The next day, the weather was slightly cool, and Wen Zhixia just stood by the window for a while, and then felt a little cool.

Gu Pingsheng put a small cloak on her shoulders and hugged her from behind, "Good morning." ”

"You ...... yesterday Not drunk at all. She didn't look back, and settled the account after the autumn.

The corners of Gu Pingsheng's thin lips lifted: "Yes." ”

Wen Zhixia turned his head, looked at the smile on the corner of his lips, felt a little annoyed, and left his arms: "Childish." ”

"So, what are you doing with a naïve person, eh?" he asked.

Wen Zhixia pushed away the handsome face he came over, and said with a cold eyebrow: "If nothing happens, you can solve it by going to bed." ”

Whenever there is friction between the two of them, his solution is always to go to bed after softening.

Some things, some small frictions and small contradictions, can be regarded as the love between husband and wife, after all, no couple will have no friction in the process of getting along, but there are always some things that can be skipped without understatement.

Gu Pingsheng's hand holding her shoulder slowly tightened, "Would you rather trust an outsider than believe me?"

Wen Zhixia closed her eyes, and she said, "I'm just afraid that I will lose too badly." ”

I gave everything, if I really lost all the games in the end, how sad it would be for the rest of my life.

Gu Pingsheng looked at her sideways gaze, which was so deep that he couldn't even see the background color.

After Gu Pingsheng went to work, Hua Qianjiao called Wen Zhixia and asked about Zhao Fuhe's situation nervously, in Miss Hua's life trajectory, except for the intellectual degradation caused by accidental injury and the loss of the aura shrouded in her body, everything was smooth, which was also the reason why she was simple-minded.

In her subconscious, Zhao Fuhe's miscarriage had a lot to do with her, so she felt uneasy and guilty in her heart.

Wen Zhixia took her mobile phone and comforted her, and then went to the hospital to see Zhao Fuhe again.

Zhao Fuhe didn't seem surprised when she saw her in the hospital, and she didn't have the excitement of yesterday, but took the initiative to shout "senior sister".

"The child's affairs have already been told to me in his life. Wen Zhixia said.

Zhao Fuhe looked at her for a few seconds and smiled slightly: "What did the senior say to the senior sister?"

Wen Zhixia met her eyes: "The child is his." ”

If it weren't for Gu Ping's feet before her death to warn her not to talk nonsense, at this moment, Zhao Fuhe would have to believe that what she said was true, "I don't know what Senior Sister said." ”

She said that even as a mother, she didn't know that the child's father was Gu Pingsheng.

"The child's father, didn't come to see you?" Wen Zhixia sat on the chair next to the hospital bed and calmly peeled an apple for her.

If you see it unknowingly, even if you don't think the two are friends, you will think that the relationship is good.

Zhao Fuhe's eyes flickered: "It's just that Senior Sister didn't touch it." ”

Between you and me, Wen Zhixia can obviously feel that Zhao Fuhe is much more stable than yesterday. It was as if he had recovered from the loss of a child in just one night.

"Here is 50,000 yuan, and it is Hua Qianjiao who asked me to transfer it on my behalf. Wen Zhixia took out a wad of money from his bag and put it on the table.

Zhao Fuhe looked at the money on the table, the hand on the sheet tightened slowly, and the smile on her face was affectionate, "Senior sister, let's take it back, I'm not short of money." ”

50,000 yuan, buy her to throw away the child who can tie Gu Pingsheng's heart, how can there be such a cheap deal in this world, or ...... In Wen Zhixia's heart, she is as cheap as the child in her belly!

After Wen Zhixia got up and was about to leave, Zhao Fuhe suddenly spoke: "If Senior Sister really wants to compensate me, it is better to ...... Fulfill a small wish of mine. ”

Wen Zhixia didn't ask what his wish was, Zhao Fuhe smiled to himself, raised his right hand, and said, "I want to try your wedding ring, I think it should be very suitable." Later...... When you need it, you can pick one that is almost the same. ”

Zhao Fuhe's heart was still unwilling after all, unwilling to have a miscarriage by herself, but Wen Zhixia continued to sit comfortably and comfortably with Mrs. Gu, who was pampered and pampered.

Wen Zhixia rubbed the ring on her hand, her words were indifferent, but she also hid her edge, she said, "You, you don't have this qualification." ”

Zhao Fuhe's face flashed hideously, and the next second he regained his smile, and said meaningfully: "People go to high places, senior sister was not the same back then, and there was nothing, but I have always taken senior sister as an example, and I am still young, I have time and energy, I hope that one day, I can stand in the position of senior sister." ”

There is only one position, and Zhao Fuhe wants to stand up, so he naturally alludes to Wen Zhixia going down.

"Ho. Wen Zhixia chuckled lightly and didn't say anything, just turned around and left indifferently.

The phone rang, and she walked to the door of the ward to pick it up.

Zhao Fuhe looked at the position she left, her lips were pursed very tightly, one day, she would see Wen Zhixia's painful and sad expression with her own eyes, and when Wen Zhixia knew that her husband who had loved her for many years, in fact, there would have been another woman a long time ago, look at how arrogant she is!

"Mr. Wen......"

It was the doctor she asked to do a second paternity test called.

"Got a result?"

The doctor nodded, and the answer was the same: "No parent-child relationship." ”

No paternity.

Wen Zhixia walked to the window and looked out, his eyes were a little misty, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't speak.

The doctor looked at the phone that was not hung up and said, "...... Maybe Wen is thinking too much. ”

"I hope I'm thinking too much. After too many coincidences were intertwined, she couldn't help but think about it too much.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhixia looked back at the location of the door of Zhao Fuhe's ward, and slowly rubbed the ring on his finger with his finger.

In the square outside the hospital, there is a row of benches.

An ambulance drove by, and two people got out of it and urgently pushed the stretcher inside.

Wen Zhixia was hit by one of them, the phone fell to the ground, and when she steadied herself and bent down to pick it up, she found that she had mistakenly hung up the communication at the moment just now.

It was a transoceanic phone call, Wen Zhixia was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't even hear the first responder carrying the stretcher hurriedly turning around and shouting "I'm sorry".

She walked over to the nearby bench and sat down, calling the phone back.

"It's hard, you'll take the initiative to call me. Wen Zhixia gathered his mind and said with a smile.

Xu Qichen: "Have you encountered anything recently?"

Wen Zhixia paused, "Why do you ask that?"

"I dreamed that you were sitting alone on a bench in a daze. Xu Qichen said.

In the dream, her lonely and gloomy back was stretched very long by the setting sun, and her shoulders shrugged, as if she was crying.

After he woke up, he pressed the position of his eyebrows for a long time, and still called her this call.

Wen Zhixia was stunned, her eyes trembled twice as she looked at the ground, and she chuckled: "If I didn't know that you were in the (cypress) forest, I would probably have thought that you were peeping nearby." ”

Xu Qichen let out a shallow gasp out of breath, so small that it was not easy to notice.

But Wen Zhixia still realized: "Hasn't it been treated for so many years?

Otherwise, even if you say a word, your breath will be unstable.

"Ahem, ahem. Xu Qichen spoke, but first broke out a violent cough, and the servant next to him hurriedly poured him a glass of water, and after he eased up, he said: "It's okay, it's just that I've had a little cold recently." ”

Wen Zhixia frowned: "Is it serious?"

For ordinary people, a cold and flu is not a big deal, but for Xu Qichen, every time he gets sick is not something that can be understated.

His life is comparable to a treasury, and when he was young, he was carefully maintained by burning gold.

He has been abroad for so many years and has not come back, but he has been recuperating, but he has a deep mind, and his family is intertwined, and even if he is recuperating, he can not relax physically and mentally for a moment.

"Nothing, no need to worry. He said.

Wen Zhixia said "um", "It won't be long before your birthday." She asked, "What gift do you want?"

For so many years, when it came to Xu Qichen's position, the gift-givers were bustling, but most of them studied his likes and dislikes with flattery, and she was the only one who asked so bluntly.

"The pastry you made, a long time ago, was finished. Xu Qichen was a little nostalgic and said in a low voice.

Wen Zhixia Wan'er: "This time, I'll do more and send it over." ”

Xu Qichen also smiled: "Don't be too tired." ”

"If you don't rush me, I can just make one drawer a day. She said.

Xu Qichen thought for a while, and supported his forehead with his fingers: "One drawer is too little, it's better to make a few more." ”

He still misses the taste.

After speaking, the two first spoke silently, and then laughed out loud at the same time.

Over the years, the two have not been able to contact each other twice a year, but every time they call, there is no sense of strangeness.

Before Wen Zhixia went home, he went to buy a lot of materials needed to make pastries.

Xu Qichen's taste is very similar to her, they are all light, so when she makes pastries, she refers to her own taste.

When Gu Pingsheng came back, he heard movement in the kitchen, took off his coat, pulled his tie slightly, and walked towards the kitchen with his feet raised.

The timing of the oven came to the end, and there was a "ding" sound, Wen Zhixia reached out to take it, because he was wearing thick anti-scald gloves, he didn't feel any temperature, and the other hand subconsciously reached out to close the oven door.

When Gu Pingsheng saw her movements and wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

"Shhh Wen Zhixia's fingertips were burned, and they turned white in an instant, if they weren't withdrawn in time, I am afraid that the whole hand would suffer.

"If you want to eat pastries, why don't you just have someone send them over. Gu Pingsheng held her hand and put it under the faucet to flush.

Wen Zhixia was a little surprised when he saw the man who suddenly appeared, and his eyes flickered, "I'm fine." ”

Gu Pingsheng didn't speak, he held her hand and washed it with cold water until the fingertips of the whole hand were cold, and then he let go.

Wen Zhixia withdrew her hand and continued to make pastries, she used a mold to cover each pastry with the shape of a rose, and Gu Pingsheng watched her pack them one by one and seal them.

"Want to give it away?" Gu Pingsheng leaned on the bar next to him and asked.

Wen Zhixia nodded.

Gu Pingsheng didn't care, thinking that it was for the professor or Hua Qianjiao, but two days later, he saw the same pastry on Zhang Zhiyan's table.

"Mr. Gu likes this pastry?" Zhang Zhiyan pushed the plate towards him.

Seeing this, the other boss also exclaimed: "I have also eaten a lot of delicacies, but it is the first time that Mr. Zhang's pastry method is unique, I don't know where I bought it?"

Zhang Zhiyan smiled and looked at Gu Pingsheng meaningfully: "This pastry itself is not a novelty, Mr. Gu should ...... It's right to eat it often, but it's just a gift from a special person, which is extraordinarily precious. ”

Gu Pingsheng's cold eyebrows lifted and looked at Zhang Zhiyan.

Zhang Zhiyan met his gaze, picked up the pastry in his hand, put it to his lips and tasted it.

Gu Pingsheng thought of Wen Zhixia's careful packaging and making pastries, although there was no change in his expression, but his fingers unconsciously touched the ring on his ring finger, and his deep eyes were full of silence.

"You two also try it?" Zhang Zhiyan generously invited the two to taste.