Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

There was no one in the coffee shop in the morning, Fang Qian sat alone by the window, the waiter kindly brought her a newspaper, she opened it casually, and an obituary caught her eyes unexpectedly.

It was Fu Yuxing's obituary, and there was a whole page, and many dignitaries in Nanjiang had their condolences published on it.

Tears slipped down, a line of text on the newspaper was instantly soaked, and Fang Qian's eyes were blurred.

Fu Yuxing had been ill for two years and passed away for more than a week, but Fang Qian still couldn't accept it.

Fu Yuxing didn't know that Fang Qian loved him until his death, or maybe he knew, but he put all his heart and energy into Song Xiaoran, and he couldn't look at anyone anymore.

When the freshmen entered the school, Fu Yuxing and Fang Qian from the School of Economics and Management attracted everyone's attention. They were the top students in arts and science in the national college entrance examination that year, and only the Finance Department of Kyoto University could absorb both of them at the same time. The good talk that people talk about is because the two of them not only have excellent grades, but also have outstanding appearance. Even the professor jokingly called them golden boys and girls, so many people want to match them up.

At the beginning, Fang Qian had beautiful fantasies, but when she learned about Fu Yuxing's background, she retreated.

In China, there is a super city, Nanjiang City, which is second only to Kyoto and has a long history and rapid development of modern economy.

In this city, there are many aristocratic families that have survived for a hundred years. They have wealth and resources that ordinary people can't match, and they devote all their family strength to cultivating core children. Some families will send their children abroad to learn more advanced management knowledge. It is to go to Kyoto to establish a good relationship with the successors of Sijiu City in advance. Mu Nancheng and his like belong to the former, and Fu Yuxing and his like belong to the latter.

Although Fang Qian is a twenty-nine girl, she is quite rational and mature. She knows that it is impossible for a person like Fu Yuxing to be allowed to fall in love freely. Her relationship is doomed to fail to blossom and bear fruit from the very beginning.

But the relationship between Fu Yuxing and Fang Qian was very good during college, especially from the sophomore year, their friendship has been maintained until graduation. Fang Qian even joined the Fu Group and became Fu Yuxing's right-hand man. Of course, part of this The reason is that Fang Qian is indeed talented, and more importantly, since her sophomore year, Fang Qian often helped Fu Yuxing take care of Song Xiaoran.

Before seeing Song Xiaoran, Fang Qian had always been confident. She had always been the best among her peers. Even if she was in the same class as Fu Yuxing, a noble boy who received an elite education since childhood, Qian could not compare with Fu Yuxing in terms of academics. They are evenly matched, which shows how talented and capable this girl is.

Song Xiaoran, a genius from heaven, studied at the Department of Economics and Economics at Beijing University at the age of 13. His classmates are at least five or six years older than him. If Fang Qian is said to be a "talent" in this era, then Xiao Ran is undoubtedly a "genius".

Song Xiaoran was well-known throughout the school when he first entered the school, not only because he was young and talented. At that time, there was a huge corruption case in Huaxia that shocked the whole country. Before the case was investigated, the officials involved and their children died unexpectedly. Xiao Ran was that grandson of an official.

Fang Qian still remembers the first time she saw Xiao Ran.

A 13-year-old boy is standing on the roof of the Beijing University Library. He is wearing an off-white knitted sweater, a navy blue shirt with the collar turned up, and a schoolbag on his back. childish.

At that time, the genius boy was already well-known in Beijing University, but no one thought that he was so beautiful.

It was so beautiful, although it was inappropriate to have such an idea at this time, but Song Xiaoran stood there, reminiscent of an angel with wings on his back.

The library was full of onlookers. Fang Qian and Fu Yuxing were among them at the time. They all thought that Song Xiaoran was committing suicide because he couldn't bear the shock of the successive deaths of his family members. But it was only later that they found out that Xiao Ran's father had gone to pick him up that day. Xiao Ran didn't want to go back to Nanjiang. Father Song wanted to take him away stubbornly, so he ran up to the ninth floor.

"You are also from Nanjiang," Fang Qian stared at the boy intently, and asked Fu Yuxing who was standing beside him, "Do you know him?"

Fu Yuxing sighed:

"I know him, but I'm not familiar with him. His brother and I are classmates in middle school, but the relationship between him and his brother...is not very good."

"Isn't he an only son?"

"A half-brother."

Girls like Fang Qian's age are at the time when their hearts are the softest and most sympathetic. Song Xiaoran, a beautiful, smart and miserable child, will inevitably arouse their love and affection. , causing all the girls in the library to cry together.

But at that time, Fang Qian never thought that one day, she would be so close to this boy.

One week after the library incident, it was raining heavily. Fang Qian and Fu Yuxing happened to have a public class together. They were sitting together. Tangled.

"What's the matter?" Fang Qian teased him, "Did someone borrow money from you, young master?"

Fu Yuxing's troubled eyes suddenly lit up after seeing her, as if seeing a savior:

"Do you know how to coax a little boy? I have a good friend who asked me to take care of his younger brother, but I'm not very good at taking care of children." Fu Yuxing cupped his hands at her, "You girls are patient and gentle, you must be better at taking care of children than I am. , please please, please do me this favor!"

Fu Yuxing was only eighteen or nineteen years old at that time, and he was still a half-grown child. To be honest, it is very difficult for boys of this age to like children. It was only because of Song Shuheng's entrustment that he agreed to take care of Xiao Ran. At least when he begged Fang Qian, The expression on his face was troubled and helpless, and he really felt that this was a hard job.

But who would have thought that things would turn out like this in the end, Fang Qian watched Fu Yuxing getting deeper and deeper step by step, it seemed that from that day until Fu Yuxing passed away, the two people had never been separated for a single day.

Fang Qian was the first person who noticed Fu Yuxing's thoughts. When she tentatively asked, Fu Yuxing smiled brightly. He generously admitted:

"He's my little boy and I'll be with him forever and ever."

Fang Qian still remembers the look on that young man's face when he said the word "forever". He was so confident, and the affection in his eyes seemed to last forever.

After they graduated and returned to Nanjiang, Fang Qian joined Fu's, and became Fu Yuxing's first secretary from an ordinary assistant until Fu Yuxing fell ill, and he resigned after the advanced stage of leukemia. Fang Qian also left Fu's, but she has always been Staying in Nanjiang, visiting Fu Yuxing from time to time.

Before the bone marrow transplant operation, Fu Yuxing thanked her solemnly, thanked her for her friendship for many years, and asked her to take care of Xiao Ran more. After many years of acquaintance, Fang Qian burst into tears in front of Fu Yuxing for the first time.

The 26-year-old Fang Qian is still single. She knows that she may not be able to devote herself to relationships for many years. It's not that she doesn't believe in relationships, but that she has seen the most selfless and beautiful relationships.

She witnessed Fu Yuxing's love from the age of 19 to 26, how a man at his most prosperous age, how to pay for the person he likes and give everything for him.

The world doesn't owe her Fu Yuxing, but she will always remember him.

When Xiao Ran walked into the coffee shop, he saw Fang Qian was wiping her tears with her head down. He didn't walk over immediately, but waited for a while behind the stone pillar in the middle of the restaurant.

He felt a focused gaze cast on him, following that gaze, he collided with the gaze of a waiter standing behind the counter peeking at him.

The other party gave a friendly smile, not disturbed at all by being caught, as if he just took a few extra glances at Xiao Ran because he was good-looking.

Xiao Ran looked back fixedly, his hair was a little long, and a few strands of bangs covered his eyelids, but they couldn't hide the cold and bright light in his eyes, which carried an unmistakable sense of threat and warning.

If someone pays attention to him at this time, they will find that this immature and green boy exudes a sense of intimidation that is completely contrary to his age and appearance.

The waiter's smile immediately turned a little embarrassed, and then he bowed his hands fawningly.

Xiao Ran indifferently turned his gaze away, leaving the waiter with a side face as indifferent and sharp as a marble sculpture.

He has long been used to such sudden peeps. No matter the MSS or the intelligence department of the General Staff, there will always be someone who will "observe" him on a regular basis.

In order to appease him, those people often don't deliberately hide, but openly let him notice and show him:

Look, we have absolute trust in you, it's just a formality, you should eat and drink, as long as you don't cross the red line, you can do whatever you want.

A person who can easily leverage any corner of this big information world by himself, no one wants to make him an enemy unless it is absolutely necessary.

Xiao Ran waited quietly behind the stone pillar for a while, until Fang Qian sat up straight and wiped away her tears and looked towards the door before he walked over:

"Sister Qian."

Fang Qian raised her head and smiled: "You are here, sit down quickly."

On the day of Fu Yuxing's funeral, they didn't talk to each other in Fu's mourning hall. Later, Xiao Ran fainted in the crematorium and was taken away by Mu Nancheng. Fang Qian called several times but the phone was turned off. They didn't get in touch until yesterday.

Fang Qian asked Xiao Ran if he had eaten, Xiao Ran nodded, so Fang Qian ordered him a cup of hot cocoa, and she changed to a cup of coffee:

"What's your plan next?"

Xiao Ran didn't speak, he took out a silver-gray metal tube from his pocket, turned the upper part of the cover, and then put the thing on the table.

Fang Qian couldn't help laughing: "What is this? It looks like lipstick."

Xiao Ran said lightly: "The signal jammer has an effective distance of 200 meters."

"Block what?" Fang Qian asked puzzled.

"All electronic signals."

Fang Qian's eyes widened in shock, and she turned on her mobile phone on the table, only to see that the signal on the screen was interrupted.

Xiao Ran said softly:

"Sister Qian, let me tell you, come and listen. If you want to ask questions, cover your mouth as much as possible. The waiter opposite you can read lips."

The author has something to say:

Who said we, Xiao Ran, are soft buns?As long as he doesn't face Mr. Mu, that old fox and rascal, he can cheat!

感谢在2020-04-2405:22:05~2020-04-2421:48:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Lin Xin 5; Que Dengzhi 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!