What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 343 "Love at First Sight" You 23
Until Cong Li left to go to his office, Fu Qiao kept looking at the direction he left and didn't recover for a long time.

I have to say that Cong Li has become very good because of his first boyfriend, and his demeanor just standing there can make a lot of men and women crazy about her.

But she is not.

Judging from Cong Li's tone, it seemed that Min Wenbo was very optimistic about him, and he was very confident that he would be able to get Fu Qiao's love.

But she was very curious, where did Min Wenbo get his confidence that she would fall in love with Cong Li, a man who only wanted to seduce men?
Regardless of sexual orientation, Cong Li is not the one she would like because of the client's temperament that only looks at appearances.

No matter how good and comfortable his temperament is, unrefined facial features will always be flawed and irreversible.

"What if what he said is not true, Min Wenbo doesn't seem like someone who would interfere with your marriage," Su Pan said lightly as he took away Cong Li's unfinished coffee.

Thinking about it carefully, Su Pan was right.

Judging from the few times when Fu Che and Min Wenbo got close, Fu Che could feel whether he was someone who would interfere with her. After knowing that she had a little interest in Fu Wenshu, he even supported himself. Little objection.

He was originally from a grassroots background, and he fell in love with Le's mother freely. He didn't encounter any opposition from his family along the way, and he shouldn't be a person who pays attention to matching his family background.

The reason for Cong Lilly's company should not be as he said, because Min Wenbo wanted to match him and Fu Che.

His face is not qualified for the face control of the client and Fu Qiao.

At noon, there was boiled shrimp and mashed potatoes made by Su Pan, and Fu Chang didn't even have to worry about what to eat. Thinking that there was a child waiting for her at home, Fu Wen made a video call to Fu Wenshu as soon as he arrived.

"Sister, are you eating?" Fu Wenshu's face on the screen was bright and sunny, and he was finally willing to draw the curtains today, and the room was not as dark as before.

He did not stay on the bed, but sat on the sofa in the living room, holding Fu Shu's favorite pillow in his arms and rubbing his chin on it.

"That's right, a sister made me boiled shrimp and mashed potatoes today." Fu Chang waved the lunch box in front of the camera as if showing off his treasure, and then pulled Su Pan to his side to confirm that her face appeared. After being on the screen, Fu Kai was introduced with Fu Wenshu.

"Her name is Su Pan, and she is a very good friend of mine," she said, smiling at Su Pan.

Fu Shen has always been a very nervous, yet extremely sensitive person.

Just like what it is like now, even Su Pan and Fu Wenshu can think of it when they don't have time to contact her, but now she doesn't even notice that Su Pan's emotions are wrong in front of her eyes.

As early as the moment when Fu Kai pulled herself into front of the camera, Su Pan felt a "thud" in her heart, lowered her head and her eyes were confused, and she didn't dare to look at the screen. Reduce your own presence.

And Fu Qiao was still introducing her to Fu Wenshu with great interest, which made her nervous. She wanted to find an excuse to leave with Fu Wen several times, but she gave up because she was afraid that Fu Wen would notice something was wrong.

Fu Wenshu on the screen also smiled along with Fu Kai. He was young, and his face had a childish look that belonged to his age, but he always lacked a bit of truth through the chat and the screen. , you can find that Fu Wenshu's smile doesn't reach his eyes, and he even feels a little painful.

Something appeared on him.

Taking advantage of the time when Fu Che turned his head and said something to Su Pan, Fu Wenshu moved the phone away from himself a little bit, leaned sideways and lowered his head, panting heavily, obviously in the air-conditioned room with a constant temperature of 28 degrees , There was a thin layer of sweat on his body and forehead.

The shadows left by the sun shining on other things appeared in front of his eyes, and he seemed to be crazy, he threw away the phone and hurried to close the curtains.

The room returned to grayness, and emotions of anxiety, nervousness, and fear ran wildly in this room without much light, shouting and showing off triumphantly.

Fu Wenshu squatted down slowly with the curtains in his hands, and then hugged his head with a splitting headache, the same scene of the car accident was constantly replaying in his mind, as well as Fu Kai's lifeless face.

Those things have been pressed the infinite loop button, circling in the mind, doing evil wantonly.

It wasn't until the phone rang that Fu Wenshu seemed to have come to his senses, hurriedly ran to grab the phone, and answered the call without even looking at it.

Over there was Fu Che's anxious voice: "Brother, what did you do just now, why have you been there for so long without even saying hello, nothing happened to you?"

Fu Qiao was still babbling: "Also, I found that I can't get through to your mobile phone with the office phone, and I don't know if there is something wrong with the office phone..."

"It's okay, sister, don't worry, I won't have anything to do at home," Fu Wenshu comforted her, his smile concealed from his true emotions was enough to deceive Fu Kai's eyes through the screen.

With Fu Wenshu's guarantee, Fu Qiao felt a lot more at ease.

The two started talking about what they had encountered in the morning while Fu He was eating lunch, sharing their happiness and suffering.

Fu Qiao didn't dare to say more about Cong Li, but just mentioned that the company has a new vice president, and her work can be reduced, and Fu Wenshu was happy about it for a long time.

The room with the curtains drawn was a comfortable state for Fu Wenshu. Even though he had just experienced a raging headache, in the room that made him feel at ease, Fu Wenshu became the same as usual.

"By the way, I called you just now, and I found that the phone in my office couldn't reach your mobile phone. I don't know if it's a problem on my side," Fu Shen said while eating. Fu Shen was immersed in the delicious food. She had let go of her last bit of sensitivity and given up thinking.

"Maybe so," Fu Wenshu smiled, and a guilty smile fell into Fu Qiao's eyes, leaving nothing but cuteness.

It just aroused her desire to ask, and she thought of what Su Pan said this morning, and asked Fu Wenshu, "Brother, can you cook boiled shrimp and mashed potatoes?"

Rune Shu on the screen nodded.

"Then can you make boiled shrimp and mashed potatoes for me tomorrow, so that I will have lunch at noon tomorrow, and it will save me the time to worry about what to eat."

Fu Wenshu was silent for a moment before seriously refusing: "Not tomorrow."

"You have already eaten today. These non-staple foods are eaten once a week at most, so I will make them for you next week, and I will make you other delicious foods tomorrow."

His tone did not give Fu Che the slightest room to refuse, but in fact Fu Che did not have the energy to refute.

Her mind was completely occupied by the "you can only eat once a week". She had heard such similar words and the same tone once in person.

And that time, it was on Du Qianyu from the previous mission world.

1973: [No, it’s really such a coincidence. Fu Wenshu is Du Qianyu from the previous world, so he and Liu Jin’an are also the same person, and you found him again inadvertently. ]
"I don't know, my mind is so messed up," Fu Qiao casually chatted with Fu Wenshu for a few words, then hung up the phone and began to think about all the things between her and Fu Wenshu.

In her heart, they are all different, Liu Jin'an is elegant and easy-going, Du Qianyu is cold, and Fu Wenshu is cute and simple, three people, three different types.

If it weren't for these clues that they all pointed to the same soul, whoever went through this experience would not doubt that they were the same soul.

It also has to be said that a compatible soul is really the most important thing in love.

Empty and empty your mind, cover up all the disturbances from the outside world, and think carefully about the common ground between them.

Suddenly, a possibility flashed in her mind. Fu Shen took the phone, opened the browser directly, and started typing three words.

Zhou Baihao.

The mission worlds are all based on a main world, but they are often different due to time differences. Although each world looks similar on the surface, other things hidden under social rules are still different .

Just like the previous worlds that Fu Qiao experienced, the knowledge points of the college entrance examination were all different.

The company's network is very fast, and before Fu Che could blink, the search results appeared in front of Fu Che.

However, what she searched out was not the Baidu Encyclopedia profile, but a lot of useless things, such as unknown Weibo accounts, supporting roles in dog blood novels, and no information about singer Zhou Baihao at all.

Sure enough, Zhou Pakho who sang "Little White" did not exist at all.

Fu Qiao entered several more entries one after another, "Zhou Baihao Xiaobai", "Hundred Years of Discord", "Xiaobai mp3", and even Xiaobai's lyrics.

And without exception, the browser didn't find her what she wanted.

There is no Zhou Baihao in this world, so Fu Wenshu can actually hum his song, Fu Kai turned off his phone, leaned on his chair and smiled comfortably.

The huge boulder pressing on the commanding heights of morality was shattered into powder, floating in the air without a trace.

Her inexplicable heartbeat for Fu Wenshu was not accidental, and her love for him did not come without a trace. The deja vu bits and pieces in life are the Liu Jin'an and Du Du who made her let go of the two worlds without any worries. Qianyu, the reason why he opened his heart to accept Fu Wenshu.

Of course, there is also Fu Wenshu's own charm.

With no pressure, Fu Qiao devoted herself to work, and she wanted to go home early today.

On the other side, Fu Wenshu was not feeling well at this moment, the severe pain in his head just now seemed to have killed him half of his life, and he lay on the sofa to understand the extra things in his head bit by bit.

After he finished flipping through the memories that shouldn't belong to him like reading a comic book, it was already evening and the sun had dropped beyond the horizon. Fu Wenshu, who had passed so long without knowing it, rubbed his hairless head, feeling relieved.

The memory of the two worlds makes him feel rather tedious, but he doesn't feel that it is cumbersome. Each world is him, and the person he loves and the person he loves in each world are his friends. My bald head felt a lot more comfortable.

But along with the joy comes worry.

In the previous two worlds, although he and Fu Qiao fell in love and had a good time together, the endings were never easy. One was that Fu Qiao died suddenly, and the other was that they were in a car accident together. Then this world will happen, Eighty percent of them left on their own.

Although he has now undergone bone marrow transplantation, as he said to Fu Chen the day before the operation, the chance of successful bone marrow transplantation is very low. Even if he has gone through the first round of successful surgery, there is still a half chance of success he will die.

The human body is so repulsive to the outside world. If the repelling effect is really severe, then the remaining time for him is only half a year.

He seems to have foreseen the length of his life.

Instead of worrying about how long it would take for his hair to grow back in the bathroom, Fu Che hugged his waist behind him with exhaustion all over his body.

"Are you struggling with your hair?"

Fu Wenshu looked at himself in the mirror, he had taken the hormone medicine for a few days and hadn't gained any obvious weight, just like before.

He couldn't help recalling himself in the past. There was not much difference between his facial features at that time and now, but now with the passage of time, his facial features have grown, and he is a little less innocent and more mature than before, but the overall situation is still the same. , except for his hair.

Hair doesn't seem to be that important anymore.

"Do you think I would look better if I had hair?"

"I don't know," Fu Qiao patted him on the shoulder to make him squat down a little, touched his smooth head with both hands, and kept rubbing his palms on it, looking at him in the mirror, a picture of what he had experienced with her She had a little bit of makeup on her face at work all day, but ignoring those small details, she was still so dazzling.

"But it's you I like, not your hair, you understand?"

What she likes is Runeshu himself, not his external objects. Even if he is bald or otherwise, as long as it is him, he likes it.

Other things are just accessories, just like the gifts in shopping malls. They are dispensable, and they may not be useful or suitable if they are available.

"I understand my sister," Fu Wenshu smiled, turned around and picked Fu Qi up, then put her on the sink, bent over and rubbed her with his head, "Then I won't wear a hat from now on. Wearing a hat is hot."

"Ok!"

Many people own a forest, but after meeting such a tree whose shape and density are very suitable, they can only hold that tree in their eyes, even if they have owned a forest before.

The most proud thing is not because of what a person has, but what he has given up for a person.

Because he is important enough to make people give up other things.

The eyes of others are important, but after having her, Fu Wenshu can only feel her eyes, and can only receive her liking or judgment.

(End of this chapter)