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Zhong Qiu thought he would wait three to five days for Zhong Hengzhong to get the news, but he didn't expect the plan to change. In the morning, he was still helping Fu Ying cook porridge in the kitchen when his phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, frowned, and turned off the stove before answering the phone.

"Hey?"

"Where are you?"

Zhong Hengzhong's voice sounded rough, Zhong Qiu paused before saying: "At home, what's the matter?"

"Which family is it?" Zhong Heng asked again.

Zhong Qiu: "Just tell me if you have anything to do, I'm making breakfast now."

"Why didn't you tell me about the car accident?" Zhong Heng asked again but didn't wait for Zhong Qiu's answer. He asked again: "Are you injured? I heard that the accident happened when you were having dinner with your neighbor."

Zhong Qiu stared at the boiling porridge in the pot, and responded: "I was hit by a car while having dinner with him, what happened? I suspect that he deliberately asked me out for a last dinner and then got hit by a car?"

Zhong Heng paused: "I didn't mean that, I just think you still..."

"I've finished washing. Is the porridge ready? The steamed buns that were delivered just now..." Fu Ying appeared at the door in a wheelchair. When she saw Zhong Qiu calling again, she immediately closed her mouth.

Zhong Qiu laughed: "It's nothing, it's just my father's phone call."

"Oh, then I'll wait for you outside." Fu Ying smiled and pushed the wheelchair away.

Zhong Hengzhong was silent for two seconds after hearing Fu Ying's voice, and then asked, "You two live together now?"

"No, we still live in separate houses. His leg is injured and he can't move freely now. I'll come and take care of it." Zhong Qiu sneered: "You don't have to have the stupid idea that he was injured on purpose to make my heart hurt. He was wearing my coat at the time, I didn't jump on him, but now I guess..."

The words were not finished, but what Zhong Qiu wanted to express was already obvious——

Fu Ying is innocent, he was injured while wearing his own clothes.

"Any other questions?" Zhong Qiu asked.

Zhong Hengzhong was silent for a long time, just when Zhong Qiu was about to hang up the phone, he finally asked the original question: "Why didn't you tell me about the car accident?"

"I don't think it's necessary." Zhong Qiu asked back: "What if I tell you? I remember that I was the one who was injured in the car accident three years ago, and you didn't do anything to Zhong Xu, oh, no."

Zhong Qiu laughed: "You probably put him in confinement for three months, and I heard that you even beat him up, so it's equal to me lying flat on the hospital bed for three months."

"Don't worry about this matter, I'll take care of it." Zhong Hengzhong said.

Zhong Qiu didn't appreciate it: "Forget it, they're all retired, they'll just rest in the hospital, there's no need for you to do it."

"I'm your father! Shouldn't I ask about your affairs? You want to use people from the Cui family for everything. What kind of words are you talking about? Let others read..."

Zhong Qiu's voice suddenly turned cold: "It's something my mother left me, why can't I use it? You didn't come when I needed my father all these years ago, but now I don't need it, you want to add something to the cake, why bother?" ?”

The porridge in the pot exuded a burst of rice fragrance, it was already cooked, Zhong Qiu turned off the fire, said goodbye to the phone and hung up without saying anything more.

When he came out of the kitchen with the porridge, Fu Ying was sitting at the table watching TV and eating steamed buns, looking distracted.Zhong Qiu put the porridge on the table, took the chili sauce away from Fu Ying's hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Fu Ying came back to her senses: "It's nothing, I just feel like I forgot something."

Zhong Qiu glanced at the circle drawn yesterday on the calendar next to him, and asked with a smile, "What is it? Think about it carefully."

"I didn't think about it after thinking about it for a while, forget it." Fu Ying took a bite of an oily bun, looked at the time and asked, "You are still at home at this time, don't you have to go to work today?"

"No, I have to take it easy today when something like that happened yesterday." Zhong Qiu paused, as if thinking of something: "But I still have to go to the company in the afternoon, show my face, and don't let rumors spread in the company. It's too outrageous."

Fu Ying laughed: "What rumors can spread if you don't go for a day?"

"Then don't underestimate them. The greater the pressure, the heavier the heart of gossip, and this is the only thing that can relieve them." Zhong Qiu shrugged: "Anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat by talking about it. It’s okay for them to say a few words to relieve the pressure, just don’t go too far.”

He helped Fu Ying put a bowl of porridge in front of him: "What do you want for lunch later?"

"I haven't had breakfast yet, so I'm not in a hurry at noon." Fu Ying took two sips of the porridge and couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said, "It's well cooked, much better than the rice soup sold outside."

Zhong Qiu: "Thank you for your praise."

After breakfast, the two of them did their own things, and for lunch, they simply made two light stir-fried vegetables to deal with it.After eating and drinking, Fu Ying sat on the bed and looked at the computer in front of her in a daze. There was no new email in the mailbox and he had no idea of ​​contacting Zhong Xu.

Not everyone can survive a minor injury, love to fight and win after being hit, and Fu Ying is not the kind of motivated person now.

I was hit while wearing Zhong Qiu's clothes, and Zhong Xu's uncle Cao Lishu had a criminal record, but if a trick that didn't work once was used, can he do it again?

But having said that, regardless of whether a black cat or a white cat can catch mice, it is a good cat, as long as it can make Zhong Qiu have an accident, there is no need to worry about what method to use.

Fu Ying closed her eyes and recalled the content of Zhong Xu's phone call with Cao Lishu in the bar last time. Zhong Xu's attitude of opposition was too obvious, and she repeatedly stated that she would not let Cao Lishu interfere, only saying that she had her own arrangements.

It seemed that his uncle Cao Lishu didn't know about his deal with Zhong Xu, not only didn't he know, he might even think he was Zhong Qiu's.

If he and Zhong Qiu hadn't dodged the oncoming car yesterday, both of them would have been killed, and none of them could have avoided it.

An uncle, a father, and an excellent younger brother. Three mountains are pressing on his head. He and his father frequently appear on social occasions, but they have not yet entered the Zhong family's household registration. Under such circumstances, Zhong Xu only wants to prove urgently my ability.

He defeated Zhong Qiu by himself and proved to three people that he was not to be underestimated, so he would definitely not mention his affairs to Cao Lishu.

Moreover, after Zhong Qiu's birthday last time, Zhong Xu's reputation plummeted in the circle of rich people. As his uncle, Cao Lishu must be in a hurry, otherwise he would not repeat the same trick.

Just as he was thinking, his cell phone rang suddenly. When he turned his head, he found that it was the notification tone of a new email.Fu Ying paused before reaching out to pick up the phone.

The content of the email was blank. Fu Ying frowned and swiped up and down without seeing a single word. He clicked his tongue, thinking who sent it as a prank, and deleted the email directly.

The door was knocked twice, Zhong Qiu came in with a plate of sliced ​​apples, and put them on the small table in front of him.

"Eat some fruit." Zhong Qiu said.

Fu Ying sat up and thanked him. Just as she took an apple and put it in her mouth, she heard Zhong Qiu ask, "The weather is nice today, do you want to go for a walk?"

"Forget it, you have to go out later. It's not convenient for me to go out now, so I don't want to cause trouble for myself." Fu Ying sat on the bed and stretched her waist. Something special happened, I couldn't help raising my eyebrows and asked: "Is the weather good today? It's just a normal sunny day."

Zhong Qiu laughed: "I think today's weather is very good, it is the best sunny day."

Fu Ying felt that there was something in his words, but couldn't think of any deep meaning for a while, so she could only say: "Compared with yesterday's cloudy and rainy day, today's weather is really good."

"I'm going to the company now. You really don't have anything special to eat? Except for dinner snacks and snacks, I can bring you back something you want to drink."

Fu Ying sat on the bed and looked up at him: "Are you sugar-coated bombing?"

"It doesn't count, I think it's my sincerity in chasing people." Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows.

Fu Ying: "But now I'm full and not hungry at all, and I don't want to drink or eat anything, so save your sugar-coated shells." He lowered his head to look at the pattern on the quilt, and whispered: "Don't Thinking is confusing me now."

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Zhong Qiu smiled, got up with an empty fruit plate, and carefully helped him close the door.

He went into the kitchen to wash and put away the dishes, wiped his hands and walked to the calendar, looked at the circle on today's date and sighed, and murmured: "I didn't pay attention when I drew it, and I can't even remember my own birthday. What a fool. I still have to..."

He took the car keys and went out, went to the company to say hello briefly, let everyone know that he was fully functional, protected his body and had nothing to do, drove the car and left the company before Feng Qing rushed over to arrest him, and went directly to the company. To the biggest cake shop.

Mr. Zhong liked to mention the big double-layer chocolate cake, got in the car and flicked all the way to the restaurant to get the meal he had ordered a long time ago, and finally got out of the car to buy a bouquet of flowers before going home.

A bunch of blue forget-me-nots were placed on the passenger seat, and Zhong Qiu rarely felt nervous while sitting in the driver's seat.

Fu Ying has no love experience, so he can't collect any information about it. He doesn't know if Fu Ying will like it, so he can only speculate and prepare.Just like closed-book subjective questions, the score depends entirely on the examiner's intention.

Zhong Qiu plucked the petals twice with his face in his hands, and murmured, "This time I really just want to make you happy."

Fu Ying at home couldn't hear his whispers in the car, and couldn't know what was going on in Zhong Qiu's heart.

He sat in the bedroom and watched the TV series and yawned, thinking about that inexplicable blank email in his mind, thinking about when Zhong Qiu would come back, when he heard the sound of the key turning the door lock.

"I'm back." Zhong Qiu called out, and then put everything on the table.

It was getting dark outside, he tore off the food wrap and put it on the table, with the cake in the middle, with a few words crookedly written on it——

Happy birthday Xiaoying.

Zhong Qiu stared at the words for a while, reflecting that he shouldn't have written it himself, ruining the original beauty of the cake.He sighed, took the flowers on the table and turned around to call Fu Ying. Just as he held the handle, Fu Ying took the lead and pushed the door open.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, Fu Ying looked down at the flower in his hand and asked doubtfully, "This... is for me?"

"Yes." Zhong Qiu came to his senses quickly, pursed his lips and said with a little embarrassment, "I bought it on the way home."

Fu Ying: "Why are you buying flowers all of a sudden, and you're still preparing..." He looked past Zhong Qiu to see the cake on the table, paused suddenly, frowned and asked, "Have you prepared a birthday cake for me?"

He raised his head and asked, "Today is the ninth? How do you know it's my birthday?"

"Yesterday in the hospital, you wrote it when you were filling out the medical records, and I remembered it after a quick look." Zhong Qiu put the flowers in his hands, pushed the wheelchair to the table, coughed lightly and said: " I think you seem to have forgotten about it today, so you decided to prepare these for you, and I don't know if you like it or not."

He looked at Fu Ying's face and slowly squatted down, and asked softly, "Put in the candles, then make a wish and blow out the candles."

Fu Ying looked at the crooked words on the cake, then at Zhong Qiu, and asked with a smile, "What else do you have prepared, let's talk about it together."

Zhong Qiu was taken aback, and after a while of silence, he said, "I borrowed the hotel kitchen to cook the longevity noodles on the table for you. There is only one piece of noodles. Anyway, eating them is auspicious."

Fu Ying laughed: "It's really auspicious."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Fu Ying said softly, "I haven't celebrated my birthday for a long time, do you know why?"

"I don't know, but I don't really want to know." Zhong Qiu looked at him and smiled: "I just know that I want to help you celebrate your birthday and make you happy."

Fu Ying: "I'm very happy now."

"But I want you to be so happy in the future." Zhong Qiu took Fu Ying's hand, fingers passed through his fingers and clasped tightly.

He waited for a long time, but Fu Ying didn't intend to withdraw his hand.And after a long period of silence and hesitation, Zhong Qiu heard the little neighbor on the wheelchair hum softly.