I owe you a lifetime of love

"You wait here for me obediently, I'll be right back."

An Nian's eyelids drooped, covering the emotions in his eyes: "Yes."

Fu Qingshen turned and left.

Ai Qing was still waiting outside the gate of Shengshi Mansion.

The villa that was almost shrouded in darkness was her dream.

Ai Qing never thought that she had worked hard for so long since she was a child, but she was still rejected by this villa. She also failed to become that person's pillow after all.

Even taking a step closer to him has become a luxury now!

Why, why?

If I knew it was so difficult to get close to this person, why did God give her hope in the first place?

Tears rolled down.

But her appearance was disgusting in the eyes of that person, who did not know when he came over and stood behind her.

Ai Qing heard the movement, turned around and saw the look in Fu Qing's deep eyes.

Her heart hurts from being stabbed.

I really love and hate this guy!

"what do you want?"

Ai Qing had tears in her eyes: "Mr. Fu, I don't want anything. I just want to be by your side and see you all the time."

Fu Qing frowned deeply.

"Boss Fu...Even if you let me come to Shengshihaoting? I can be your servant, I just hope you will give me a chance."

The look of disgust in Fu Qingshen's eyes was self-evident.

"I always thought you were smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"

Ai Qing gritted her teeth and said with a sneer: "Boss Fu, who is it that I owe to where I am today? Do you want me to help you recall memories?"

"Do you still remember how I came to work at Fu's? Do you remember how you saw me two years ago?"

"Mr. Fu, you were with me every night at that time. I don't believe that you have nothing for me. I don't believe that I am really worthless in your heart."

"I've already said, I don't ask for anything, I just want to stand behind you silently, even if you give me a chance, let me look at you from a distance! But you don't even have such a little extravagance Are you unwilling to grant me your wish?"

Fu Qing looked at Ai Qing silently.

Inexplicably, the woman in front of her overlapped with a figure in her mind.

If it wasn't for that person already gone, he might have thought that...

After thinking about it, Fu Qing frowned deeply and said, "Ai Qing, you should know why I looked at you more..."

Ai Qing's eyes were red almost out of control, she was about to argue, when she suddenly saw the figure at the door, her anger disappeared.

She suddenly smiled: "Of course I know. In comparison, we also spent two years in the same room every night..."

……

The beautiful dreams piled up in front of my eyes seemed to be smashed to pieces by something.

An Nian bit her lip and opened her eyes in disbelief.

Even if she couldn't see anything, she had to react instinctively, but she still feared and longed to see some other look on Fu Qingshen's face.

The sound of breathing was a little heavy, and the blood on her little face faded away.

The two people not far away were still talking about something.

An Nian couldn't listen to anything.

The hand she was holding on to the wall trembled helplessly, she gasped a few times, and suddenly panicked, with tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

Relying on the memory in her mind, she stumbled inside.

After crossing the corridor and stepping up to the threshold of the living room, she almost fell in.

An Nian knelt down on the ground unsteadily.

The cold floor hurt her knees.

She sniffed and stood up tremblingly, she circled aimlessly, she was confused, she didn't even know where she was now.

All she knew was that she had been cut by a hurdle at the bend of her knee, her legs softened and she subconsciously fell on her back.

"boom!"

It seemed that when she fell, her elbow brushed something on the coffee table.

The palm suddenly pricked.

There were more and more tears, and a bloody smell welled up in his nose.

An Nian sat on the floor helplessly hugging her legs.

This is what Fu Qingshen saw when he ran in.

The girl who called him "husband" just now fell between the sofa and the coffee table.

She sat on the ground with her legs crossed, her face covered with tears, blood gushed out of her palm, and the fruit knife lay quietly on the white and clean floor.

For a moment, Fu Qing stopped breathing deeply.

He ran forward with red eyes.

"Every year..."

Hearing this man's voice, An Nian flinched in fright.

Her shoulders trembled even more.

Fu Qing took a deep breath.

He forced himself to calm down, and carefully checked An Nian's injuries.

"I told you to wait for me obediently, what are you doing?"

The tone of complaining in desperation was more distressing.

He would rather have that knife cut in his palm.

He quickly found a medical kit, helped An Nian to sit on the sofa, and then treated the wound on her palm.

More tears rolled from the girl's dazed eyes.

"Is it painful?" Fu Qingshen disinfected An Nian's palm with an iodophor cotton swab.

Seeing her fingers curled up, he asked softly.

"Don't touch me!"

Unexpectedly, the girl withdrew her hand from Fu Qingshen's with a great reaction.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep and the bleeding had stopped.

Fu Qingshen's pupils shrank suddenly: "Niannian..."

He knew she couldn't be stimulated.

"Calm down." He tried to communicate with An Nian.

The girl with a small white face on the sofa closed her eyes gently, and after a while, she calmed down a lot.

Fu Qingshen said tentatively: "Did you follow me just now?"

An Nian's shoulders shook.

"Have you heard what Ai Qing said?"

An Nian smiled weakly: "Fu Qingshen, I just want to ask now, among the things you said to me, how many are true and how many are false?"

Fu Qing's heart sank.

He tightened his lips in fear: "I can explain."

An Nian sobbed softly: "You said that you helped her several times with little effort, so she is grateful to you and always wants to repay you, but you have always refused her kindness?"

"Fu Qingshen, I remember this was the explanation you gave me at the time. Could there be something else hidden in it?"

Fu Qing closed his eyes in deep pain, and pressed his temples forcefully regretfully and helplessly.

"I'll help you bandage the wound first."

An Nian held out his hand.

She's not such an irrational person, it's okay to be so deeply involved in the past, and now, she won't let herself be so embarrassed again.

Fu Qingshen carefully bandaged An Nian's little hand.

When she calmed down, Fu Qingshen fell into that painful past as if he didn't want to recall it.

"I will never forget how you left two years ago. Every year, I will never say or do anything that hurts you. I mean what I say."

He stood up from the sofa: "Li Kaiwen knows better, you can ask him."