I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian shrugged indifferently. She turned her head and continued to stare at the black figure on the road with lowered eyebrows.

"It's not important now. What's important is that no one believes me...even Mrs. Fu is blaming me."

During that time, she really couldn't figure it out over and over again.

It was clear that he was the one who was hurt the most by that incident, but why didn't he believe her, and no one was willing to ask her a question?
Maybe, she's bad too.

"I'm sorry..." Fu Qingshen could only whisper these three words.

An Nian sighed softly: "Fu Qingshen, the matter is over and there is no turning back."

At that moment, he listened to the girl's hoarse voice, suppressing the choked voice, and he lowered his head.

"We've got to move on, don't we?"

An Nian took a step forward, and she stood shoulder to shoulder with him, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face, which she hadn't seen for a long time.

This smile forced Fu Qing to look up at her.

She said: "Fu Qingshen, I wish you a long life and meet your beloved again."

Fu Qingshen shook his head lightly, the annoyance and grief in his eyes were obvious, a big hole was torn open in his heart, dripping blood gushed out.

Silent grief surrounded him from all sides.

He was a little out of breath, and his breathing was stinging.

"Actually, I'm still a little unwilling. Fu Qingshen, let me ask again, you and Shen Yuxi, do you have, do you... Forget it!"

The hand hanging by the side was tightly clenched, and the fingertips pierced into the delicate flesh of the palm.

An Nian used the pain to awaken his last shred of reason.

But there are still some lingering images in my mind.

She thought she didn't care, but it hurt her heart.

She clearly remembered some intimate scenes between him and Shen Yuxi...

But on second thought, why bother?
It's useless, it's useless!
She tilted her head, and smiled generously at Fu Qingshen again.

The cool night wind messed up her long hair, the girl's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and delicate, and the dim yellow light from the street lamp fell on her.

Transmitting her whole body is more gentle and watery, as beautiful as a static ink painting.

An Nian took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the soreness in her heart, she turned around slowly: "Forget it, there is nothing I want to ask. That's it, Fu Qingshen, go home .You will meet better in the future..."

"Do not--"

She turned around, and just as she took a step, she hadn't finished speaking when the people behind her roared hoarsely.

"Do not--"

Such a voice made An Nian's heart ache.

Tears rolled down at that moment.

Fu Qingshen hugged the girl's soft and cold body tightly from behind.

He closed his eyes in pain, and big tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

It turned out that he would also have such an embarrassing day when he cried.

"No... Shen Yuxi and I have never had anything. All my first times are you, and I have never had any other woman except you." Fu Qing said with a deep roar. So firm, trembling at the moment, the sourness in his chest drowned out his proud calmness.

An Nian suddenly raised her head, trying hard to force the tears back into her eyes.

Hearing Fu Qingshen's words, my heart seemed to suddenly open up.

These seven years are not worth it.

At least, she finally knew clearly...

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fu Qingshen then shook his head sadly: "Niannian, don't go...don't go...I have no home, no home!"

"Fu Qingshen..." An Nian's voice was hoarse, and she could hardly speak a complete sentence with a long cry.She closed her eyes and waited for a long time, "They are not two or three-year-old children anymore, don't play tricks...you said it, you admit defeat."

"But, I'm in so much pain..." Fu Qing said deeply, "I'm in so much pain..."

An Nian gently raised her hand, and her fingertips landed on Fu Qingshen's arm embracing her. His slender and strong arms were wrapped around her waist.

She lowered her head, her eyes blurred with tears, and she used her hand to break his fingers one by one, but what she said was extremely cruel: "I've been in such pain before. Before you knew that the video was synthetic, I was Framed, when Gu Xingzhou was used by others, when the doctor still forced me to draw my blood for DNA testing, I also suffered from heart-piercing pain..."

"Fu Qingshen..." Every time An Nian said a word, one of the man's fingers was broken, and his hard and cold body was pressed against hers.

My heart is so cold!
An Nian continued to say: "As a mother, during that time, in order to revenge you, I made it difficult for you. I watched that child flow out of my body bit by bit..."

"At the top of the stairs, in order to let you remember that day, I was in so much pain that I gave up saving myself and chose to fall. From that moment on, you and I have no future."

Fu Qing closed his eyes and trembled.

He worked harder, as if he wanted to exhaust all the strength in his body to absorb all the warmth from her body.

He hugged her tightly, and his throat couldn't stop crying like tears, hoarse, unbearable...

It turned out that Fu Qingshen could cry too.

He cried like everyone else.

"Give me one more chance, just one... I won't let you down, Annian, I will love you from birth to death! I only love you..."

An Nian shook his head lightly: "Then you, I hope this opportunity is something I always remember in my dreams at midnight? This way back, was it bought with that child's blood?"

at last……

Fu Qing let go of her resignedly.

An Nian didn't look back at him again, and he, at the moment she took a step, suddenly turned his head and turned his back.

it hurts!How can it be so painful?

If I had known it was Jie, I would have liked her if I didn't like her...

-

Fu Qing was seriously ill.

He refused to go to the hospital, Song Chao could only let the family doctor come to Shengshihaoting.

There was a drip on the back of his hand, his knife-like tough and sharp outline was infected with sickness, his eyes were shattered, and there was no light anymore.

Looking at the untouched breakfast on the bedside table, Song Chao turned and left helplessly.

At noon, after the IV drip was finished, Fu Qingshen lay on the big bed with his eyes closed, sinking into his own grief.

Song Chao looked at the lunch brought out by the life assistant, and had no choice but to go to Fu's house to bring reinforcements.

The person who came was Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu is about the same age as the old lady.

It's Fu Zhai's servant again. After the old lady left, she was the one who took care of Fu Zhai.

The place where Fu Zhai's ancestors lived for generations must not be covered with dust.

When she walked into Fu Qingshen's bedroom and saw the lifeless man with his eyes open on the bed, she felt so distressed that she didn't know what to do.

On the way here, Song Chao briefly told her about Fu Qingshen.

Plus I know a little bit, and there is nothing I can't understand.

It's just that what she heard and what she saw were two different things. She walked lightly and walked slowly towards the bed.

"Xiao Shen..." Mrs. Fu said softly.

The person on the bed moved, his eyes became focused, and he sat up slowly supporting his body with his hands.

Mrs. Fu immediately stepped forward and placed the pillow on Fu Qingshen's back.

Fu Qing moved his lips deeply: "Sister-in-law Fu, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Chao at the door with his dark eyes.

The meaning is obvious in the eyes.

Song Chao closed the door guiltily and left.

Mrs. Fu said, "It's nothing serious, I just know you're sick, so I came to see you."

"Song Chao said that you had a fever of forty degrees last night, and you kept talking nonsense. Xiaoshen, you have never had a cold before."

Hearing this, Fu Qing's dark eyelashes drooped down, covering the fragility and loneliness in his eyes.

They are all mortal bodies, how can they not catch a cold and get sick?

It's just that he never said it, and he was used to swallowing it by himself, buying some medicine, taking it, and getting a good night's sleep.

"Maybe, it's been cold recently..." Fu Qingshen said.

Mrs. Fu sighed again: "Xiao Shen, although I live in Fu's residence, Mrs. Fu knows everything about you."

"Husband...Miss An is indeed a good girl. But if you miss it, it means that you are destined. Be careful, there are many beautiful girls in the world."