I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian got lost in such a nightmare.

She dreamed of her first acquaintance with Fu Qingshen.

Perhaps for the first time, when two people look at each other, whoever looks away first is doomed to lose.

The boy in the blue and white school uniform stood under the bright sunlight, his sweat-drenched hair was messily pasted on his smooth and full forehead.

It was obvious that she knocked the book in the opponent's hand.

Obviously she said I'm sorry, she was the one who said hello first.

But when the other party stretched out his hand, and when the man's deep star-like eyes fell deeply on her face, she shyly withdrew her hand and even looked away.

The summer in early July in the north is the hottest, and the school's tree-lined paths are lined with sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

It's not yet the flowering season, but the unique smell of laurel tree seems to be mixed in the air, lingering in her nostrils.

In that summer afternoon, An Nian lowered his head and could clearly hear his own heartbeat beating...

She delusionally thought that the burning gaze above her head was always there, and the man seemed to tilt his head with a smile, and he said in her ear: "Miss sister, why are you blushing?"

"Huh -" An Nian woke up from her dream, and she exhaled heavily.

Her slender eyelashes trembled, and she tried hard to distinguish reality from dreams.

Her heart heaved violently, this dream was so real, so real that the person seemed to be breathing in her ear...

Real touch!
Sure enough, when she turned her head, she happened to see Fu Qing sleeping next to her.

An Nian was subconsciously afraid!
He seems to be very tired, sleeping deeply, his dark eyelashes are thick and slender, his nose bridge is high, his lips are thin, his skin is so fine and delicate, even the tiny hairs on his face can be seen at close range Income fundus.

It's rare for him to have a naturally cool face.

But such a face is the most exquisite work of God.

An Nian has lived for 25 years, and has never seen a man who is more exquisite and perfect than Fu Qingshen.

She couldn't help but bend the corner of her lower lip, thinking that she had tried her best to get close to him, but now she thought it was ridiculous to want to escape from this person.

"Fu Qingshen, will you regret it?"

She murmured softly.

It was rare for Fu Qingshen to have a peaceful sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Anian staring at him.

The grief in her eyes startled him.

It was rare that they didn't quarrel, but looked at each other calmly.

It was a call on Fu Qingshen's mobile phone that broke the rare moment of tranquility between them.

Fu Qingshen lifted the quilt and got up.

He picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and went to the balcony of the bedroom to answer the call.

Cold sweat broke out on An Nian's forehead.

She couldn't bear the pain and curled up slightly, she grasped the quilt tightly with both hands, and when Fu Qingshen finished answering the phone and walked towards her, she returned to normal.

It seemed that the abdominal pain just now was just an illusion she had.

Fu Qing stood condescendingly in front of the bed, his eyes staring coldly at the pale Anian on the bed.

"I'll have someone arrange an inspection for you later."

An Nian only asked, "Fu Qingshen, when are you coming back?"

Fu Qing frowned slightly, but he didn't answer her question.

It's just that the worry in his eyes is a little obvious.

How could her face be so pale.

An Nian laughed at herself: "Fu Qingshen, can I...see grandma?"

The look in Fu Qingshen's eyes turned gloomy for a moment. He suddenly bent down and raised An Nian's chin with one hand. He forced her to bear the anger in her eyes in a more straightforward way.

"Annian, what qualifications do you have?"

This answer is expected.

An Nian moved his lips flatly, and said to himself in a breathy voice: "Yes, what qualifications do I have? It's just... I failed grandma's expectations..."

Fu Qing stared at An Nian quietly, trying to see some other emotions from the bottom of her eyes, but she had already drooped her eyelashes and closed her eyes.

Fu Qing snorted and left.

He closed the door, and seemed to hear An Nian say: "Can I last until you come back..."

Fu Qing's heart stabbed suddenly.

He pushed open the door vigorously, and the man who had gone back and forth was standing by the bed, his face was horrifying, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable fear.

He stared at An Nian: "what do you want to do?"

An Nian opened her eyes calmly: "What are you talking about?"

Fu Qing asked deeply, "What did you just say?"

An Nian smiled lightly: "Will you let Gu Xingzhou go?"

"Annian!" Fu Qingshen knelt on the edge of the bed, bowed and pinched Anian's wrist with both hands, "What's your intention?"

An Nian's face was as white as paper. She was so tired that she couldn't keep her eyelids open.

"What intentions can I have? I just want to know if Gu Xingzhou is doing well."

"Why! Why do you miss him so much!"

An Nian grinned, her smile was piercing, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, she said in a soft voice, "You didn't convict me, didn't you say that I have an unusual relationship with Gu Xingzhou? I miss him, I shouldn't ?”

"Annian!" Fu Qing gritted his teeth deeply.

He hated her stubborn resistance before.

He hated her for thinking about that person in such a natural tone!

He stared at her with eyes full of hatred: "So, you admit that there is indeed something wrong between you and Gu Xingzhou?"

"Is it important?"

An Nian asked back.

Nothing matters!
Fu Qing held An Nian's palm-sized face with a big palm, and his tone trembled: "Annian, what are you going to do? What are you going to do? Tell me, what are you thinking now?"

For a moment, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

An Nian pursed her lips slightly: "Oh... just kidding! I want to see the expression on your face, so it's like this..."

An Nian raised her hand under him with some difficulty, and her slender fingertips traced his frowning eyes: "It turned out to be this expression. Fu Qingshen, do you care? If I... If I ..."

she seems to want to ask something

But too tired.

She put down her hand again, closed her eyes and stopped asking: "You go."

Fu Qingshen seemed to be drowning, his breathing was heavy: "Annian, promise me, it will be fine."

Somewhat ridiculous.

He got up and left.

When he reached the door, as if to appease her, he said again: "Don't worry, Gu Xingzhou is fine."

An Nian felt less guilty.

She didn't open her eyes again.

The footsteps went away, and after a while, the sound of the car starting the engine came.

An Nian curled up on the big bed in pain, the quilt under her was sticky and wet.

She dared not say a word.

The pain from the depths of her heart seemed to overwhelm her.

The bottom of my heart is sore.

Baby!

Baby!

Baby……

Mom can't keep you after all, are you leaving?

Even if you leave, you will not be happy if you were born in such a family!
It's mother useless!
sorry baby!
Mom is stuck here and can't get out, and I don't have the ability to take you away.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

A large piece of the snow-white pillow was wet.

Shen Yuxi's high heels sounded at the door.

When she saw An Nian, she was shocked.

"An... An Nian, why do you look like a ghost?"