Today is also seriously pampering the enemy

"If the room is not ventilated for a day, there will be a faint musty smell."

Mama Fu opened the window and came back, saw him staring straight at the star in the pen stand, and smiled, "That was made by A Yanzhe."

"Is this from Fu Yanzhe?"

Qi Yu was surprised.

"Yes."

Mama Fu recalled the past, and everything seemed to happen yesterday, "I never thought that he, a big man, would like things from little girls like this. He was so rebellious in high school, he thought it out as soon as he thought it out, and sometimes Sometimes I don’t think he is like my son.”

"Actually, there are not many children who are rebellious like him, learn this and that, and still get good grades in the exam."

Qi Yu subconsciously defended Fu Yan, "But I was surprised when he temporarily changed to an art student. It seems that he is still like you, a bit romantic as an artist."

Before Mama Fu married Papa Fu, she was a well-known artist.

This just happened to be on her mind, and she immediately laughed.

"Auntie."

Qi Yu looked at the slightly faded little star, not knowing why he liked it so much, "Fu Yan...why did he keep this little star?"

"Maybe I forgot."

Mama Fu said, "He folded a big glass bottle back then. It was full, with stripes, glitter, solid colors and patterns. The first thing he did when he came home from school was to sit on the desk and fold this. When he moved, he I took that glass bottle away, and one fell to the ground, probably my aunt saw it and put it on it."

It turned out that this was a poor little boy who was pulled down by misfortune.

Qi Yu said silently in his heart.

"Xiaoyu, do you like this too?"

Mama Fu's eyes crooked with a smile, "Then you can take it, the little things that are not worth much look good on the desk."

As she spoke, she picked up the little star and put it directly in Qi Yu's palm.

"Ah?? I have it?"

Qi Yu was a little moved, but his first reaction was to refuse, "This is not good, after all, it is Fu Yan's stuff..."

"He probably forgot there was one left here."

Mama Fu waved her hand, "Besides, he is not the one who cares about this with you. Next time he bullies you, you can take a picture of him and pinch him."

While they were talking, Fu Yan suddenly pushed open the door in a hurry and walked in, Qi Yu subconsciously held Little Xingxing's hand and hid it in his trouser pocket.

"Mom, Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Fu Yan looked around for his things first, and was relieved to see that the cupboard door hadn't been opened.

"Why are we here?"

Mama Fu turned her eyes and asked confidently, "This is my home, can I stay here?"

"That was not what I meant."

Fu Yan said embarrassingly, "My room is in a mess and I haven't cleaned it for a long time..."

And when he moved back then, he only picked up some important things and brought them to the small villa, and he never took some odds and ends with him.It would be bad if Qi Yu saw it.

"Tch, cheapskate, who cares about your things."

Mother Fu took Qi Yu's hand and walked out, "You want to invite us to visit in the future, but we won't come. Xiao Yu, let's go and talk to the living room for a while."

Qi Yu's palm was slightly sweating while holding Little Xingxing. He hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand and put it in his pocket, "...Okay."

·

They stayed at Fu's house for another afternoon, and Qi Yu played billiards with Fu's mother for a while, and had another dinner. Seeing that it was getting late, it was time for them to go back to the hotel.

In order to prevent Fu's mother from randomly entering his room, Fu Yan simply hugged a cardboard box, packed the remaining models, divination books, and so on, and put them in his trunk.

Qi Yu sat on the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that Fu Yan closed the trunk, opened the door and sat next to him.

"Are you still bringing these to the crew?"

He asked casually.

"Do not."

Fu Yan shook his head, and inserted the car key, "I'll ask my assistant to deliver the things to the villa later."

"What's in there?"

Qi Yu was very curious, "I heard from my aunt that you brought a lot of things with you when you moved out? Is it important?"

"..."

Fu Yan's hand touching the steering wheel paused slightly, "It's not particularly important, but... I miss the old days."

Just like some people like to collect stamps, some people like to collect bills or coins. They collect things from their youth and are reluctant to throw them away. When they are old, it is also a good fortune to look back.

Qi Yu nodded and sighed, "When I moved, I brought me along with my usual clothes. All the furniture and daily necessities were bought on the spot."

He used to live in the apartment bought by his parents. Later, he prayed for his father to get a green card and go to the United States to develop, so the old house was transferred to his name.

After graduating from university and his popularity gradually increased, his agent asked him to change to another apartment. The old apartment was not well-secured, and it was very close to downtown, so fans could easily follow him there.

It was also at that time that Qi Yu knew that the two people who grew up with him in this house would never come back again.So he resolutely sold the old house. Except for his single photos, all the memories in it either followed the new owner along with the furniture and floor tiles, or were thrown into the scrap yard like parent-child toothbrushes and towels.

Fu Yan couldn't help looking at him, "Do you still miss Aunt Chen?"

Qi Yu said flatly, "I treat them as dead."

"actually……"

Fu Yan couldn't help but said, "Aunt Chen once came to see me once."

"???"

Qi Yu immediately turned his head, frowning, looking at him suspiciously and entangled.

"Actually, it's not looking for me."

Fu Yan hastily added, "During the two months before you were ridiculed by the whole network... People in the circle knew that you and Jian Ning had a good relationship, so she called Jian Ning and wanted to ask if you needed help through him. place. Jian Ning was afraid of getting into trouble, so she gave her my contact number..."

The car stopped where it was, and the dim light from the street lamp shone through the car window on Qi Yu's face, flickering on and off, "What did she say?"

"She said, let you quit the circle."

Fu Yan added, "She won you a complete controlling stake in a subsidiary company from your stepfather. Although it is not as good as your stepfather's chain group, it is also rich enough."

"..."

Qi Yu turned his head slightly, and answered irrelevantly, "She had a child with that man, right?"

Fu Yan heard a faint, sad taste from his tone.

"Give birth to a daughter, seems to be in high school."

"look."

Qi Yu spread her palms, with a little helplessness in her smile, "I will never be her best choice. Back then, when my father was on the verge of bankruptcy, she turned around and married that man for herself; property, and gave birth to a child."

"When everything was arranged properly, she watched the news and suddenly remembered that my ex-husband and I have a son, so she decided to compensate me. For this, she won a company for me from her husband, and she was so moved .”

Fu Yan remained silent.

"You also think," Qi Yu looked at him quietly, "should I also continue walking on the path she paved for me?"

"No, I know you like this business."

Fu Yan shook his head, and replied truthfully, "I just think that you might miss her a little bit."

He was startled.

"At that time, I rejected her proposal. She said to let you think about it, and let me think about it for you. This suggestion will take effect forever."

Fu Yan started the car, looked at the road ahead, and said, "I don't think you will agree, but maybe...you will want to talk to her face to face."

So in the end, he reserved this option for Qiyu.

"...So that's how it is."

Qi Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, "I thought about meeting her before, but now it seems that there is no need for that."

"I respect all your decisions."

Fu Yan tightened his throat, and glanced at him quickly from the corner of his eye, "What's more, you won't be alone during the Chinese New Year, and we will be here."

"I haven't promised this year yet, but you're quick to talk and book mine directly?"

Qi Yu smiled, with joy in the corners of his eyes, "Don't you give me a chance to repent?"

Fu Yan asked back, "Will you come if I give it to you?"

"Well……"

Qi Yu thought for a moment, then nodded, "Come."

"Then it's over."

The big stone in Fu Yan's heart fell quietly, and there was no car in front of him. He quietly glanced at Qi Yu's side face, feeling never satisfied before, "Take care of food and shelter, and you are satisfied. Just bring someone over when the time comes. "

"Is that what you said?"

Qi Yu changed his posture and nestled comfortably on the co-pilot, "If I fail in the future, I will go to your house every day to grab a meal."

He never needs any so-called advice from others, what he needs is someone to take care of him.

Don't care about him going to bed early when he stays up late, don't care if he doesn't stay in bed in the morning and forget to eat breakfast, don't care about his plane ticket and his itinerary, just let him know that he is someone who is deeply cared by the other party.

Over the years, Qi Yu has imagined countless times that Ms. Chen never abandoned her husband and children. They may live in poverty, but they are still a complete family.

Thinking about it, I woke up from the dream.

Until now, he finally found someone who could really make up his dreams.

·

Fu Yan sent Qiyu downstairs, called his assistant, and asked him to drive the car to the small villa, put down his things and drive home, and come back tomorrow.

The assistant nodded in understanding, and asked again, "Then Mr. Fu, do you still need to get these things into that small room for you?"

"..."

Fu Yan was silent for a moment, and changed his mind when he said it, "You... just put it in the living room."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yan stood in the hotel parking lot, opened the trunk, and looked at the big cardboard box covered with plastic tape, always feeling as if something had been left behind.

He called his mother, "Mom, have you seen the little star I put in the pen stand?"

"..."

Mama Fu turned on the play dumb mode, "Huh? What are you talking about, little star? I don't know."

"It was folded when I was in high school."

Fu Yan explained patiently, "I put one in the pen stand, and I didn't take it with me when I moved, but it has been kept there since then, have you seen it?"

"Then I don't know."

Mama Fu opened her mouth to talk nonsense, "But I opened the window to ventilate today. I don't know if it was too windy and blown that away? The nanny even swept your room in the afternoon. I don't know if it was swept away."

"……never mind."

Fu Yan lowered his eyelids, "Just throw it away."

...and nothing terribly important either.

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