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The company started to make a major animation film production with an investment of hundreds of millions, Fang Shen got busy and time passed quickly.

During this period of time, apart from occasionally chatting with Wang Yang on WeChat to ask him if he is studying hard, the two of them had no contact, and they didn't even make phone calls.

At the beginning, Fang Shen was afraid of affecting Wang Yang's study, but later he was too busy to spare any time. He often returned to the apartment after midnight.However, he still tried his best to maintain the habit of eating on time that Wang Yang had cultivated in him, three meals a day were on time.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Shen gave himself a day off, slept in for the first time in a month, and woke up refreshed after ten o'clock.

He packed up casually and went out to buy a bunch of things, ready to go home to spend the holiday with Fang Mao.

Although there are no elders in the family, the siblings have depended on each other for so many years, and they will celebrate every family reunion festival together. It was the same when I was with Ding Yi before. Mid-Autumn Festival, New Year's Day and Spring Festival, no matter how busy he is, he will go home to accompany Fang Mao .

Fang Mao had a boyfriend this year, Fang Shen thought, and bought a pen for Fang Mao's boyfriend as a mid-autumn gift.The future brother-in-law is a university professor. This gift is not too expensive or too casual, but also very practical.

When Fang Shen finished buying and paid, he remembered another person who needed a regular pen, so he picked out another water-blue pen and asked the salesperson to pack it separately.

It was not too early or too late to get home, just in time for lunch. Fang Shen walked to the door with a big bag and a small bag. He had no hands to pick up the keys. He kicked the door twice but no one opened the door. Fang Mao was probably busy in the kitchen. He thought Then he opened the door and went in.

Putting the things in his hand on the porch, Fang Shen took a look. There was no one in the living room on the first floor, a few pieces of paper were scattered on the table, and the open kitchen was empty. Fang Mao was not cooking, and there was no food in the kitchen. There are no traces.

Fang Shen frowned, changed his shoes and walked upstairs. As soon as he reached the stairs, he heard Fang Mao's nasal voice. He stepped up three steps and heard the professor's voice again. He frowned. He stopped and listened.

"No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't hide such an important matter from me! The child is not yours alone! I am the father of the child, and I have the right to know his existence and participate in deciding whether he will stay or not! Fang Mao! Please respect me!" The professor's voice was full of forbearable anger, and his good cultivation suppressed his almost gushing emotions, which sounded a bit gnashing of teeth.

Fang Shen was stunned, kid?

"I admit that my way of handling this matter is wrong. I am too selfish, but I have no choice. Now the company can't leave me for a moment. I can't have children yet. Wait for me, okay? Wait for another two years, When I finish handling the company affairs, I will definitely give you a baby, no, let's have several children, okay?" The helplessness and pleading in Fang Mao's voice made Fang Shen's heart feel like being pinched by a big hand, Unbearable soreness.He had never seen Fang Mao like this.

"If this child hadn't appeared, I would have waited for you for as long as I wanted, but if he did, he is a life, Fang Mao, he is our child, and he is alive! How can you say so cruelly that if you kill him, you will kill him!" Kill him! I am the father of the child, and I will never allow you to kill him!" The professor's voice was very firm.

"We will have children in the future, you believe me." Fang Mao's voice began to choke.

"No, if this child is gone, we won't have a future." The professor's voice was low, as if Fang Mao was very disappointed.

Hearing footsteps, Fang Shen turned around and wanted to leave before it was too late. The professor appeared at the top of the stairs. The meticulous hair he met last time was hanging on his forehead in a mess. The eye sockets behind the glasses were a little red, and his eyes were tired and anxious. He looked a little embarrassed .

He was stunned when he saw Fang Shen. His good upbringing made him stop and say hello to Fang Shen, but he couldn't support him to stay in this house. Hearing Fang Mao's footsteps chasing him, he didn't wait for Fang Shen replied and rushed out quickly.

Fang Mao slammed into Fang Shen's arms with messy steps, and when she looked up and saw Fang Shen's face, she was stunned for a while before realizing that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

She sniffed, wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and pulled out a stiff smile: "Xiao Shen, wait a minute, sister is going to cook for you, what do you want to eat?" She couldn't stop talking Stroking her messy hair, she looked very cramped, obviously showing her vulnerable side in front of her brother made her very embarrassed.

Fang Shen looked at her distressedly, stretched his arms and took Fang Mao into his arms, ignoring her struggle, and hugged her thin body tightly, his nose was sore, his eye sockets were tight, he almost never noticed, this was always The girl who stood in front of him and shielded him from the wind and rain was so thin, he could wrap her in his arms with only one arm, and he grew to such a size under her care .

He tried hard not to let his voice tremble, stroked Fang Mao's back one after another, and whispered in her ear: "Just cry for a while, it's okay, I'm here, you cry for a while, elder sister."

Fang Mao finally couldn't help it, all the strength in her body seemed to be emptied by Fang Shen's words, she collapsed in Fang Shen's broad arms, pulled Fang Shen's skirt and cried loudly, she was wronged all these years, like a tsunami from Her heart whizzed past, the tears that had never been shed after losing her parents seemed to be waiting for today, rushing forward one after another, flowing out of her eyes continuously.

Fang Shen only felt that his heart was swollen by Fang Mao's tears, and the pain seemed to explode.For the first time in his life, he felt deep self-blame and regret. The only person he owed in this life was precisely the person he owed the most.

Fang Mao didn't know how long she cried, and finally almost fainted from exhaustion. Fang Shen hugged her back to the room and put her on the bed. She closed her eyes and was still sobbing softly in her sleep.

Fang Shen covered her with a quilt, looked at Fang Mao's tired and swollen face, and frowned tightly.

The company is the lifelong painstaking effort of the parents, and they value the company even more than their own children.Fang Mao is different from him. Fang Mao's parents hadn't started a business when she was a child. She grew up under the care of her parents. She has deep feelings for her parents. It is impossible for her to give up this company. For so many years, she has guarded The company, guarding Fang Shen, and shouldering all the responsibilities left by her parents on her thin shoulders, these are her fate.

Fang Shen knew that he couldn't convince her, so he had to convince himself.

Because of Fang Mao, he could live freely and do whatever he wanted in the first twenty years of his life. Now it's time for him to do something for her.

He stroked Fang Mao's tear-wet hair on the side of his face, got up and went out to order a table of meals, and deliberately ordered two extra soups for his body, then he picked up Fang Mao's mobile phone and sent a text message to the professor News.

"I've decided to give birth to the child, shall I come to my house for dinner tonight?Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. 』

Fang Shen sat on the steps where he used to be in a daze when he was a child, staring at the grass in the yard in a daze for a while.

The steps have not changed, and the grass is no different, but he no longer has that peaceful state of mind.

Fang Mao's cell phone rang, he opened it and took a look, and the professor replied with one word: OK.

Fang Shen deleted the two text messages, stared at the grass for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent Wang Yang a WeChat message: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Puppy.

After posting, I stared at the screen for a while, and added another sentence: I miss you a little bit.

It didn't take long for Wang Yang's WeChat message to come back: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Dahai, I miss you a lot.

Fang Shen looked at this WeChat message and smiled for a while, put his phone in his pocket, and when the takeaway he ordered arrived, he got up and went into the house to clear the dining table.

The author has something to say: Today is the New Year's Eve, happy new year to angel babies.

Brother Ao feels very happy to be able to accompany everyone into the new year with this story. Although I rarely receive comments, every click makes me very happy.

This is a cold-themed story. Many of the stalks in the story come from Aoge’s summer volunteer trip to Madagascar. This is a story in my heart. I have limited writing power, but for the record, I will try my best to finish it write it well.

In 2016, I hope to write more and better stories.

See you in 2016, love you guys.