Pillow people and dignitaries

The boy in my memory doesn't like the smell of cigarettes very much, and every time he smells a little bit of tobacco, his brows will be slightly frowned.

In front of him, Fu Junchi smoked more often, and he would be unhappy to persuade him.

Some words of persuasion are nothing more than some smoking is harmful to health and smoking is not good for the throat.

These words are very simple, and many people have said this to Fu Junchi, but every time the boy in his memory said this, Fu Junchi would smile, snuff out most of the remaining cigarette, and then look up at the boy's stubborn face.

He didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so Fu Junchi gradually quit smoking.

In fact, Fu Junchi was very addicted to smoking. During college, when he encountered difficulties in starting a business, he didn't want to talk to anyone or ask his family for help, so he smoked alone on the balcony of the dormitory.

Sometimes one stop on the balcony of the dormitory is half a pack of cigarettes, so quitting smoking is very difficult for Fu Junchi.

One trick was particularly effective. When he was addicted to cigarettes, he would think of the boy's frown.

In that way, half of all thoughts will disappear.

......

The 20-year-old Fu Junchi asked the 14-year-old Mu Zeqiao. It has been too long since the incident, and Fu Junchi didn't know who asked who first.

That was the only time they discussed relationship matters.

Fu Junchi asked Mu Zeqiao if there were female classmates who often sent him love letters in school.

Mu Zeqiao nodded, he said yes, but he politely refused, because he didn't mean that to them.

When Fu Junchi wanted to ask again, Mu Zeqiao suddenly described the type of girls he liked.

He said that he probably likes the kind of very gentle girl, the girl whose eyes overflow with confidence when she smiles.

He asked again, Brother Fu, what about you?

Fu Junchi said three words.

dislike.

Mu Zeqiao thought it was because Fu Junchi hadn't met the girl he was attracted to, so he didn't think too deeply about this issue.

It may be that Fu Junchi protected Mu Zeqiao too well, he couldn't get any filth from the outside, so he never thought about emotional issues until he met Lu Cheng.

It was like a ignorant little rabbit who fell into the hunter's trap, thinking it was a surprise prepared by the hunter for it.

Lu Cheng guided him to pay attention to his relationship problems, and explained to him why some men are not interested in women.

......

"You guys go back first." Fu Junchi stroked the little white cat lying on his lap, "Take care of the company's affairs first, and I'll stay at home for a few days."

Fu Junchi didn't want to say it, and Kan Teng couldn't force him.When leaving, Kan Teng and Tao Xiu worried that Fu Junchi would smoke too much, so they took the two unopened boxes of cigarettes out.

Over the years, Fu Junchi kept all the things he encountered in his heart and digested them slowly.

This is his habit, Kan Teng knew it, but he couldn't make Fu Junchi change it.Besides, even if he sometimes talked to Fu Junchi, Fu Junchi usually just listened silently, and then followed his own way.

Perhaps, only Mu Zeqiao's words would Fu Junchi truly listen to.

How did Fu Junchi come here after all these years?

The affairs of the company were almost entirely handed over to Kan Teng, while Fu Junchi devoted himself to the road of interpretation.

When there is no filming, Fu Junchi will deal with the company's affairs, and then choose a good script.In Kan Teng's view, Fu Junchi is very tired from life. He spends all his time on work and filming, and rarely gives himself a vacation.

Sometimes, after finally having a vacation, Fu Junchi went to take care of the company's affairs, and then gave Kan Teng a vacation, and asked him to take Tao Xiu to go on vacation or travel together.

Kan Teng asked Fu Junchi, why did he not stop for a rest after making so many movies?

At that time, Fu Junchi gave a rare smile and said, I want to walk this road instead of him.

The door of the house was closed, and Fu Junchi was the only one left in the living room, but there were a few more white cats beside him.

The breeze came in from the balcony, taking away the smell of cigarettes in the living room. Fu Junchi raised his head and looked at the moon hanging in the night sky.

He raised his left hand to his eyes, and on his index finger, the silver ring glowed faintly under the moonlight.

He looked at it like this for a long time, and finally, he touched his lower lip very lightly with the cold ring.

Fu Junchi lowered his head, covered his eyes, and pursed his thin lips in pain.

The great sadness enveloped him in an instant, and slowly seeped into his blood. There seemed to be a vacancy in the position of his heart, which was extremely uncomfortable. No matter what he used, he couldn't fill the gap.

The cats and cats surrounded Fu Junchi and meowed softly.

Because he covered his eyes with his left hand, he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, a transparent tear slipped down his face quietly.

......

For Lu Cheng, Fu Junchi made a deadly move. If Yao Bin hadn't stopped him halfway, Lu Cheng would not have just been hospitalized.

Fu Junchi stopped all filming work and made a rare trip to the main company in Yuncheng.

When Kan Teng saw Fu Junchi, his worries were relieved.Since Fu Junchi is willing to come to the company, it means that he should have accepted the fact of that matter.

Fu Junchi found a project full of loopholes, and used the branch to throw it to the Lu Group.

Kan Teng knew that Fu Junchi must hate everything about Lu Cheng now. During the few days when Fu Junchi stayed at home, he had people cheat the Lu Group several times behind their backs.Of course, these few times can directly cause the Lu Group to lose a large sum of money.

That day, before the news of Fu Junchi beating Lu Cheng to the hospital in front of so many guests was cut off by Kan Teng.

Kan Teng rushed to Fu Junchi's office from the fifth floor with a lot of documents. He went in without knocking on the door and put the documents on the table.

Kan Teng frowned and asked, "Fu Junchi, what are you doing?"

Fu Junchi put back the cigarette he had just pulled out of the cigarette case, looked down at the document, and said plainly: "It's nothing, I'm a little tired recently, I want to go back and have a rest."

Most of these documents are about the transfer of shares in the company, and he almost gave Kan Teng all the shares.

Fu Junchi's father owns several companies, which are similar to Fu Junchi's company, and he will not want shares in Fu Junchi's company.

Kan Teng's ability is no worse than Fu Junchi's. The two of them worked together to start this company, but Kan Teng didn't have much ambition, and he was already satisfied with the position of secretary.From the establishment of the company to the present, in terms of energy, Kan Teng is much later than Fu Jun.Because Fu Junchi spends most of his time filming, Kan Teng usually handles no major issues.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to hand over the company to Kan Teng.

"Then don't transfer the shares to me, I can't handle it well."

"Don't worry, I'm just stepping down from the position of chairman, not leaving the company alone."

Although Fu Junchi almost gave the shares to Kan Teng, and his position has been dropped from the chairman of the board, but he does not intend to give up the Fu Chuang Enterprise that he has worked so hard to build.

He was just a little tired and didn't want to deal with so many things anymore.

He wanted to take some time off for himself and have a good rest.

Kan Teng had no choice but to accept Fu Junchi's shares.If Fu Junchi suddenly wants to take over the company again in the future, Kan Teng will return those shares to him.

In the past few days, Fu Junchi has smoked more cigarettes than he has smoked in the past ten years.

The figure of the boy in my memory gradually faded, first from color to black and white, and then from black and white to transparent.

Every time there was a slight change, Fu Junchi's addiction to smoking would become heavier.

The teenager is no longer, and he doesn't need to quit smoking.

Fu Junchi spent a lot of effort to find a location with good Fengshui, which was the back hill of a temple.

That mountain is a bit big, and you need to pass through a temple in the middle to reach the back of the mountain.From the foot of the mountain to the front of the temple, there is a very long bluestone staircase that requires visitors to walk up step by step.

In the temple, the deep and clear bells linger, and the rising incense burns continuously.

I heard from the villagers here that those who are buried in the back mountain will not suffer any troubles in another world, and will forget all kinds of pain in this world, and live peacefully what they imagined in this world. the kind of day.

Fu Junchi didn't believe in gods and ghosts, but he hoped that his boy would have a better life, so he buried him there.

Year after year passed, and Fu Junchi would come every five months.He parked his car at the foot of the mountain, and walked up the bluestone steps with a bouquet of white tulips in his arms.

Tulips are his favorite flower when he was young.

In spring, on both sides of the bluestone steps, the surfaces of stones of different sizes are covered with dark green moss.

The black leather shoes knocked on the stone steps in an orderly manner, with some dew dripping from the leaves on them, and the slender and straight figure kept walking up, slowly hiding among the mountains and forests.

In summer, the torrential rain washes the bluestone steps over and over again, and the water flows continuously from the height to the bottom.

The big black umbrella stands out among the green mountains.The man under the umbrella was holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He raised his head, and a few very fine drops of rainwater were blown into the umbrella by the wind, falling under his eyelashes and on the petals in his arms.

In autumn, the leaves gradually wither and turn yellow. When the wind comes, the sound of rustling branches and leaves can be heard throughout the whole mountain.

"Squeak-"

The dead leaves on the steps were crushed by the man, and the sun's rays fell on his thin shoulders and brows, making his cold and hard outline look softer.

In winter, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, it is covered with snow.

A man in a black coat, holding a black umbrella, walked up step by step.

The snow on the steps has been swept by the monks who got up in the morning, but at this moment, there are fine snowflakes falling from the white sky.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and a few white and flawless snowflakes stuck to the corners of the man's clothes. After a few seconds, they turned into small sparkling drops of water and seeped into the black coat.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the familiar voice of that young man.

The man turned his head quickly, and the corner of his clothes moved accordingly, and his thin fingers holding the handle of the umbrella were slightly clenched.

Below, there is nothing but bluestone steps.

He lowered his brows and walked up.

From the bottom of the bluestone steps, if you look up, you will see a black figure in the white.His steps became firmer step by step, as if what he was going to fulfill was an agreement.

The man seemed to have really heard the boy's voice just now, he heard the boy call him.

Brother Fu.