I owe you a lifetime of love

It turns out that people's memory can be so bad.

He has no memory of what happened to him in this house.

The most memorable part of the past is only the scene of Shen Xue's death.

His birthday is forgotten by all.He sits at the desk and does his homework.

With her big belly, Shen Xue stroked his head in a rare way...

She smiled and called him Xiaoshen.

It was a rare warm moment in memory.

For the first time, Shen Xue grabbed the little boy's little hand and placed it on the woman's protruding abdomen without fear or vigilance in his eyes.

She said he would have a sister.

She said she was tired and couldn't last until her younger sister was born.

She asked the little boy to help her get vitamins, and the little boy graciously accepted his mother's orders...

He had been forgotten for too long, and he craved attention for himself.

He couldn't reach the cabinet where the medicine bottles were placed, so he found a stool and stepped on it to reach the medicine bottles, and poured out the medicines in the bottle one by one and handed them to his mother.

A smile flashed on the woman's pale face, but tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and the tears grew more and more...

The dark night crossed the sky, and the villa, which had been arguing and crying during the day, now seemed empty and quiet.

Standing in the empty living room, Fu Qingshen felt a tightness in his chest. He took a deep breath and finally went upstairs.

The bedroom where Shen Xue lived has been locked for so many years.

He took out the key and opened the door, and the furnishings inside were all unfamiliar to him.

He has no memory anymore, he walked around the room, and finally sat on the edge of the bed...

The words Xu Yalan said lingered in his ears, he laughed at himself, it turned out that his existence was really a mistake from the beginning to the end.

In fact, these words can no longer cause him any harm, but I still feel uncomfortable thinking about it.

Fu Qingshen was thinking about it when he suddenly heard movement downstairs.

He got up to look, and saw An Nian at the top of the stairs.

The living room was brightly lit, and the girl was holding a cake box in her hand.

Fu Qingshen recognized at a glance that it was a strawberry cake he often eats.

"How many times have I told you, but you are still like this. You don't know where to go. Tell me, it's really impossible, take me! Stay up late! I'll stay with you all night."

Nothing all the time.

it's nothing.

I have come here alone for so many years.

Can……

All his powerful disguises collapsed when he saw the girl's thin and warm figure.

With slightly hot eyes, Fu Qingshen just watched An Nian walk forward step by step.

He choked up his throat, the lights in the corridor were not turned on, and the faint light in the living room on the first floor shone through.

In the shadows, the expression on the man's face was not obvious.

Fu Qingshen reached out to take the cake box from Anian's hand: "Did I wake you up?"

"Idiot." Anian looked at Fu Qingshen's pretending to be strong and calm, and felt sorry for him from the bottom of his heart.She cursed calmly, but her tone was gentle and trembling, "I have slept in your arms for so long, do you think I can still sleep after you go out?"

Fu Qingshen raised his hand and rubbed An Nian's head: "My fault."

"It's really wrong..." An Nian muttered in a low voice and was brought to Shen Xue's bedroom by Fu Qingshen.

Although the bedroom is locked all the year round, the room is spotless.

An Nian probably guessed who the owner of this bedroom was.

She put the cake on the bedside table.

There is a faint smile between Fu Qingshen's brows and eyes: "Did you do it yourself?"

An Nian nodded. What she longed for when she was blind was to make a cake for him. Now that she finally saw it, how could she waste this good opportunity?

What's more, when I saw Fu Xiao and Xu Yalan today, what they said more or less affected Fu Qingshen.

An Nian knew that Fu Qingshen would not take the initiative to reveal his fragility.

But just because he won't reveal it doesn't mean he won't be sad...

The human heart is fleshy.

"I heard that someone likes to eat sweets when he is in a bad mood."

Fu Qingshen lowered his head slightly uncomfortably.

He's about to be in his third year, if he still likes sweets, won't he look childish?

"I don't really like food either." He corrected.

An Nian handed the fork to Fu Qingshen, and teased him with a faint smile: "Are you sure, Mr. Fu, I remember someone who eats cake every morning."

Fu Qingshen blushed and began to eat the cake with his head down.

Sweet and sour strawberry cake, a small piece, with moderate sugar and not greasy at all.

Fu Qingshen seemed to like it very much. He ate most of it in a row. It was rare to see him like this. An Nian bent his lips and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Qing looked sideways at her.

An Nian stared at the cream on the corner of Fu Qingshen's lips, she couldn't control her hand, and slowly raised it as if she had her own thoughts, rubbing the cream off with her fingertips.

Then, under Fu Qingshen's gaze, An Nian put his fingertips into his mouth.

A hint of sweet taste smudged in the mouth.

There was a moment of stillness in the air.

Fu Qing's eyes darkened slightly: "Is it delicious?"

After An Hou realized what she had done, she put her fingers in her mouth and said, "Shouldn't I ask you this?"

Fu Qing smiled deeply: "Honey, what were you doing just now?"

An Nian: "..."

Can she say that her hand suddenly had an idea?
Fu Qingshen ate a small piece of cake, then put one hand on the back of An Nian's head and kissed it.

Sweetness spreads between the lips and teeth...

Breathing is intertwined, blushing and heartbeating, and finally the bedroom is filled with the smell of strawberry cake.

An Nian moved back a little with a blushing face: "Why are you like this?"

"Don't you like it?" Fu Qing asked deeply against An Nian's earlobe.

An Nian couldn't stand the temptation when he lowered his voice and spoke. She felt that Fu Qingshen was a vixen at that time, as if he wanted to suck her energy.

She shrank her neck and hid for a while, but she didn't answer this question.

Because she likes it, she likes it very much, as long as it is made by Fu Qingshen, she likes everything...

"By the way, don't try to fool the past! Tell me honestly, why didn't you tell me about getting the house back today?"

Fu Qingshen put down the cake in his hand, and immediately sat down with a good temper and hugged An Nian into his arms: "Nian Nian, I only came up with this idea after I set foot here. I really didn't want them to move out at first."

An Nian asked, "Why did you suddenly think of it?"

Fu Qing raised his eyebrows deeply: "Because, I suddenly can't remember her appearance. It has been too many years, everyone has forgotten her, and I am also forgotten."

Fu Qingshen was only five years old when Shen Xue passed away, how good a five-year-old child's memory can be?

Everyone said that the president of the Fu Group was the most indifferent and ruthless, but who knew that he was the most affectionate and gentle person in the world?
Because of the pain brought about by his native family, the five-year-old had to use the sharpest edges and corners to polish himself in Mr. Fu's iron-blooded wrists. Only in this way can he protect himself from being looked down upon by anyone.

No one has ever tried to soften the edges and corners on his surface, so no one knows that Fu Qingshen also has a soft and tender side.

Fortunately, An Nian saw it.

She has seen all of Fu Qingshen's appearances.