Senior is my fake wife

Unknowingly entered the end of the year.

In previous years, Sui Zhen's family would not come to take care of him, but this year, for the first time, they said they would come to see him for the New Year.

His family members insisted on sticking to him like a dog skin plaster, which made him always feel uneasy and irritable.So when his biological father called him that night, Fu Qiong heard Sui Zhen talking to the phone: "I'm going back to my boyfriend's house for the New Year this year, so you and your brother can spend it."

Fu Qiong couldn't hear what was swearing on the phone, but Sui Zhen seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he hung up the phone.

"Are you okay?" Fu Qiong asked.

"It's okay." Sui Zhen said, "I don't want to talk nonsense with my dad at all."

Fu Qiong remembered: "Is your aunt okay?"

"Very good, already very healthy, I plan to pick them up to play on May [-] this year and let them meet you." Sui Zhen said, "We will be together then."

"En." Fu Qiong nodded.

After arranging the work with Sui Zhen, the two of them will have a vacation to go back to Zhejiang River.Wang Li and Jiang Ming were waiting for them at home. They lived together for a year.

Before leaving, Fu Qiong was afraid that Wang Li would not be able to accept this matter, so she and Wang Li had been fighting miserably: "Sui Zhen hasn't been home for several years, and he has been alone in Shanghai. gone."

After hearing this, Wang Li felt very soft-hearted: "It's so miserable... Then you must take him back, and take him to the old street when you turn back. My uncle and I made dumplings for him, and we will go to the New Year stalls together Movie."

Fu Qiong was happy: "Mom is so kind."

After Sui Zhen went back, Wang Li was really enthusiastic. Sui Zhen and Fu Qiong kept talking for a few days after going back.The Chinese New Year's breakfast restaurant has been closed, and Wang Li can still make breakfast for the two of them in different ways.After breakfast, eat some fruit, and then have lunch. In the afternoon, Fu Qiong and Sui Zhen went to visit some scenic spots and old streets, had another meal, and brought a cup of milk tea when they came back.

After drinking, Wang Lisai would eat it again. Sui Zhen started with two bowls of food every day, and he couldn't get rid of his affection for his aunt, so he had to bite the bullet and eat it.

Lying on the sofa at night, Fu Qiong also quietly went to the living room, lying with him and sighing towards Rou's belly.

"I have to talk to my mother tomorrow." Fu Qiong said, "It makes me feel stupid to feed you like this."

"As long as Auntie is happy." Sui Zhen said.

As a result, after seven days, Sui Zhen was really okay, and Fu Qiong's face had grown a layer of flesh, making her look softer and more lovely.

Fu Qiong originally had a regular elementary school classmate reunion during the Chinese New Year. She originally planned to take Sui Zhen with her to reassure her. In the end, Sui Zhen didn't go with him, but came to pick him up after he finished eating. They Walking along the river, there are fireworks on the other side of the river.

"I'm going back the day after tomorrow." Sui Zhen and him stood by the embankment and looked across the bank. "This is the happiest year I've had in recent years."

"It will always be like this in the future." Fu Qiong held his hand and entangled his fingers, "We will spend many years together."

At night, the cold wind was blowing, but Sui Zhen's hands were warm. He wrapped Fu Qiong's hand and rubbed it to keep him warm. He said slowly, "Actually, Auntie is really nice..."

"Why are you talking about my mother all of a sudden?" Fu Qiong laughed.

"Every time I see her, I think that only she can raise a good child like you." Sui Zhen rubbed his head, "People who like you will only like you more and more."

Fu Qiong shook her head: "It's not that good."

As soon as he finished speaking, with the loud voice, gorgeous fireworks bloomed above his head.

Everything in the new year looks beautiful and warm. People are praying anytime and anywhere, and everyone is looking forward to it. This is a new year, and it may be a better year than before.

……

The two returned to work in the company after the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, everyone gained a lot of weight because of eating too much, and they all looked round.

Especially Fu Qiong, who looked a little fatter and looked better, and his whole body was full of vitality.

He was wearing a white down jacket, which looked like a big size, soft and cute.Sui Zhen was dressed in cool black, and his expression was still indifferent. The two appeared together because of the sharp contrast, which inevitably made all the men and women in the office look sideways.

"Happy New Year." Fu Qiong gave out local specialties to the people in her group.

Sui Zhen helped his colleagues start debugging the computer that suddenly failed during the holiday.

In the afternoon, people have returned one after another, and Xie Yun also came to give them red envelopes and condolences in person after the festival. When she saw Fu Qiong, she said: "Yo, you seem to be resting well, you have gained weight Ah. Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai."

"Thank you." Fu Qiong smiled.

"Hey, don't be too polite if you still need something, I'll go and talk to Mr. Yu." Xie Yun said.

"No shortage, no shortage." Fu Qiong said, "It's all good."

"Okay." Xie Yun picked up someone's glass on the table and shouted, "Substitute water for wine to everyone, please work overtime and play games this year, and try to buy me a Lamborghini by the end of the year! Work hard! Come on! "

Fu Qiong: "..."

other people:"……"

Xie Yun put down the cup, and waved to them, regardless of the expressions of the people around him or how embarrassing it was just now: "Let's go."

But Xie Yun said so, Fu Qiong opened the red envelope he gave, and saw a bag of cash stuffed inside.He kept his face on the surface, but the eyebrows on both sides were raised more and more. He glanced at Sui Zhen quietly, and Sui Zhen caught the small expression of seeing Qian's eyes open.

Fu Qiong stuck out her tongue and hid the red envelope in the bag.

It's the beginning of the new year, let's work harder this year, after all, the boss wants to change to a Lamborghini.

……

If Sui Zhen's birthday is over, it's the end of the year, then the biggest thing at the beginning of the year is... After the new year, it's Fu Qiong's birthday.

This year's birthday is on the weekend, while Fu Qiong sighed that she was lucky, she began to look forward to what Sui Zhen would give him, and at the same time pretended not to look forward to it very much.

In fact, he didn't look forward to his birthday much in the past few years, but this year it was because he was in a relationship.

But I don't know if it was to get revenge on Fu Qiong for hiding it from him before, and to surprise him by angering him. Sui Zhen didn't reveal at all what he would give Fu Qiong, and he didn't even reveal that Fu Qiong's birthday was approaching. a little.

For the past few days, Fu Qiong has been admiring his clumsy acting skills, while wondering when and how he will tell himself that he will be pleasantly surprised... What if his acting skills are even clumsier than the other party.

Thinking about it this way, that week was particularly difficult, and even when I was busy all day, I felt that time passed extremely slowly.

The day before the birthday was Friday, everyone left the company, and Fu Qiong and Sui Zhen drove home.We talked about work on the road, and talked about how the technology from the United States will come here after March to participate in their daily production.

"I talked with them when I was in the United States before, and they are a very mature team." Sui Zhen said, "If they join, it should be even more icing on the cake."

"Yeah." Fu Qiong leaned against the window with her head on her hands, she was a little absent-minded after chatting with him, and she was biting her fingers lightly while looking out the window.

"Don't bite your hand." Sui Zhen raised his hand and slapped it away.

"Huh?" Fu Qiong responded, "Oh..."

Sui Zhen can really hold back...

Fu Qiong and him arrived at the door of the house. Fu Qiong opened the door with a little expectation. The big eyeballs rolled back and forth in the crack of the door. Sui Zhen entered the room and turned on the light naturally, and the room was lit up.

It's still the same, nothing in the house has changed.

Fu Qiong went in to change his shoes, and began to think that maybe Sui Zhen was really busy with work, but in fact nothing was prepared for him.

After Sui Zhen finished changing his shoes, he suddenly leaned over to his ear: "My wife."

"Huh?" Fu Qiong was startled, and turned to look at him, "What are you doing?"

"What are you thinking?" Sui Zhen said.

"I didn't think about anything." Fu Qiong went to the kitchen, went to find something to drink in the refrigerator to cover herself.

"Your disappointment is written all over your face." Sui Zhen leaned against the door and looked at him with his arms around him.

"..." Fu Qiong took two sips of water and said, "Not really."

Sui Zhen waited for him to finish drinking the water, and said, "Do you remember what birthday present I gave you when you were in college?"

"Of course I remember." Fu Qiong said, "A song."

He hummed twice as he spoke, and walked out of the kitchen while humming.

Going to the sofa and sitting down, Sui Zhen has already gone to the room.After a while, he came out with the guitar and sat next to Fu Qiong, and said, "Is this it?"

He moved his fingers and played a string of melodies.

"En." Fu Qiong nodded.

Sui Zhen bowed his head beside him and plucked the strings, and a new melody was formed as he played.

"I wrote this on your birthday when you graduated." Sui Zhen swayed his shoulders slightly following the melody, "I named it "Growing Up". yours."

The melody is sunny and melodious, but it has the feeling of a light folk song. It is easy to remind people of the graduation season when the white shirt smelled of washing powder was flying wantonly in the sun.

"But there is no chance." Sui Zhen pressed the chords, gradually slowed down, and then cut into another melody.

"This was written in the first year you left." Sui Zhen glanced sideways at Fu Qiong, "I know you went to Chengli, and I originally wanted to give it to you on your birthday, for example... making it into a CD or USB Send it to your company, or simply go to you. But I hesitated before going out that day, and I didn’t send it in the end.”

Sui Zhen said: "This song is called "New Life"."

Fu Qiong clasped her hands together and looked at Sui Zhen's fingers.

The speed of his playing became faster and turned into another melody: "This is the third year, a very critical year for me, but there is no news of you in my world... I remember your birthday, I called your cell phone for the first time that night, but your line was busy and I didn't get through."

Fu Qiong listened quietly.

"I call it "Thinking." Sui Zhen said, "I was really anxious at that time, and that phone call exhausted all my courage."