Dangerous love wins love

After the dinner, when Fu Xiaohan went to the parking lot, he accidentally ran into the blonde Xing Tian.

Xing Tian was sitting in a black convertible sports car, with two ear wires hanging on his ears, tapping the beat with his fingers, and whistling softly in his mouth.

Fu Xiaohan glanced in Xing Tian's direction, but ignored him.

After walking a few meters forward, the sound of the engine starting came from behind Fu Xiaohan. After a few seconds, a gust of cold wind came from behind, and Xing Tian's car rushed straight towards Fu Xiaohan.

Fu Xiaohan didn't dodge, tilted his head sideways, and stared at the man in the car coldly and arrogantly.

Sure enough, the convertible car braked three or two inches away from Fu Xiaohan.

Xing Tian raised his chin, made a thumbs down motion to Fu Xiaohan, and said loudly: "Ji Shaohui is mine!"

"Ji Shaohui told me personally that you are not a couple."

Xing Tian propped his head on the steering wheel, and said again: "Boss Fu, you are blocking my way, please get out of the way." As he spoke, a harsh horn sounded from the front of the car.

Fu Xiaohan didn't change his face, and walked towards his car in an unhurried manner, completely ignoring Xing Tian's malicious provocation.

No matter what Xing Tian said, he only had Ji Shaohui in his eyes at this moment.

Although Ji Shaohui said that he was selfish and didn't think about the future, he would still find a way to get back together with Ji Shaohui.Even if it's just for a while, he still wants the man to be completely his own.

As for Xing Tian who popped up suddenly, one could tell at a glance that his intentions were wrong. He must not really like men. Panting, □□...

There was a wet and sticky feeling in the palm, and Fu Xiaohan only saw the bloody flesh in the palm through the dim light of the parking lot, which was unsightly.

Fu Xiaohan wiped his palms dry with a piece of paper, not paying attention to the small wound at all.At this time, the sky above Fu Xiaohan's head suddenly exploded with brilliant and gorgeous fireworks...

The warm spring is approaching, and all the stories should come to an end.

******

Three days later, Xia Rusheng finally returned home.

His face was pale, his breathing was weak, and he lost a lot of weight.After getting off the plane, instead of going home, I went straight to the hospital.

"Ah Ru." Fu Xiaohan sat by the hospital bed, peeling apples for Xia Rusheng.

Xia Rusheng had a fever as soon as she boarded the plane. After being hospitalized, she fell asleep after receiving antipyretic injections, and she didn't wake up until night.

"Brother Xiaohan, cough cough..."

"Don't talk, I'll ask the nurse to make hot soup, you haven't eaten all day."

"I'm not hungry." Xia Rusheng forced a smile.

Without saying a word, Fu Xiaohan gently lifted Xia Rusheng up and let him lean on the soft back of the bed, his eyes were full of pity.

Fu Xiaohan said: "I'm the vice president now, and Chen Jie over there in Changsha manages it."

"Brother Xiaohan, it's all my fault."

"what happened?"

"It always hurts you." Xia Rusheng glanced at the backs of her hands full of pinholes, "It would be great if we didn't know each other in this life!"

"I hope there will always be." Fu Xiaohan comforted.

Xia Rusheng covered her mouth with a half-smile, but her eyes were filled with transparent tears.

"Brother Xiaohan, I don't think I can survive this winter, ahem..." Xia Rusheng became emotional, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"No, like Sheng, the living are fearless, and to live is hope." Fu Xiaohan immediately lowered his head and found a document from his purse, "Look, this is the treatment plan I collected, and a medicine was recently developed in Europe. After the Spring Festival, I will take you to Europe."

"Brother Xiaohan, actually, I don't want to go anywhere, it's useless, we're all just deceiving ourselves."

"My illness cannot be cured, although I don't want to die."

Fu Xiaohan hugged Xia Rusheng in his arms, "Don't talk nonsense, I will always be with you."

"Brother Xiaohan, thank you..."

"Do you still remember when you were a child, once, I fell ill in the rain, and I lay in bed unable to eat or move for three days. At that time, you were 7 years old, and you thought I was dying, so you kept crying and crying, not letting me leave……"

Xia Rusheng's attention was slowly diverted, "Why don't I remember this?"

"Maybe you forgot! Rusheng, we grew up together. In the darkest age of my childhood, you appeared and made me feel the love of family and the motivation to live. I will not let you die, as long as there is a thread I hope I can give everything for you."

Xia Rusheng's tears kept flowing, "You are stupid, I am not as good as you imagined."

The two leaned quietly together, nothing to do with love.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Fu Yan blinked slightly as he watched the scene in front of him.

"Uncle Nine!" Xia Rusheng was the first to wake up, and shouted in a low voice.

"Yeah!" Fu Yan was pushed into the ward, holding a box in his hand, "Have you eaten yet? Aunt Su has prepared dinner for you."

Fu Yan's subordinate immediately took the lunch box in Fu Yan's hand.

Xia Rusheng endured the pain in his body, sat up straight, and deliberately kept a distance from Fu Xiaohan.

The subordinate opened the small table board on the hospital bed and arranged the exquisite food neatly one by one.

"It's all your favorite food." Fu Yan rolled the wheelchair and approached the hospital bed a little bit. "Eat it!"

"En." Xia Rusheng nodded vigorously, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the food in the bowl in small bites.

"Xiaohan, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Fu Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and pushed Fu Yan to the corridor.

In the empty corridor, there was no sound, not even a single person, it seemed a bit desolate.

Fu Xiaohan stared straight into the distance, pushed the wheelchair to the small balcony at the end of the corridor, and then stopped.

Fu Yan was the first to break the silence, "Xiaohan, I have always underestimated you."

"Hehe, Uncle Jiu has good eyesight, so naturally I don't fall in your eyes."

Fu Yan smiled sarcastically, "I heard that after the new year, grandpa will promote you to the position of president again."

"After the Chinese New Year, I will take Ah Ru to Europe."

"He won't go."

"Why, maybe he can be cured there!" Fu Xiaohan sneered as if thinking of something, "Uncle Jiu, do you want Rusheng to die?"

Fu Yan didn't make a sound.

"Ah Ru's health is not good, so if you bully Ah Ru, you owe it first, and one day, I will let you repay it twice!"

"Xiaohan, let's not talk about Ah Ru, let me tell you a secret."

"Do you know why the old man suddenly asked you to return to the group?"

"I don't want to know." Fu Xiaohan said.

"It's not that you don't want to know, but you're afraid of knowing the truth!"

"To tell you the truth, it's because of those Taoist priests!"

"The Taoist gave the old man a divination, saying that he needs a man with a very negative horoscope and blood relationship with him to influence his fortune-telling."

"The old man believed it! However, you say it's a coincidence, the Fu family has more than a hundred people, and you are the only one with extremely bad characters."

"For what purpose does a stubborn old man force me back to Dragon City? I don't care about this motive at all." Fu Xiaohan said.

"It's not that you don't want to care, but you're afraid of caring."

"Xiaohan, we are the same kind of people. Once we get some things, we are afraid of losing them. This kind of people is a bit sad, because they are too paranoid, so the results are always unsatisfactory."

Fu Xiaohan frowned, and asked bluntly, "Fu Jiu, what exactly do you want to express?"

"Beware of the people around you! Especially Fu Yunqi."

"Haha, that's ridiculous. Don't tell me you're telling me these things on purpose because you're afraid that I'll team up with Fu Yunqi and bring you down!"

"It's up to you to believe it or not, Fu Xiaohan, I just said so much for the sake of your sincerity in treating Rusheng."

"Hehe, that sentence sounds really hypocritical."

Fu Yan whispered: "You don't want to believe it or not."

Fu Xiaohan suddenly pulled out a small knife from his pocket and pressed it against Fu Yan's neck, "I believe this small knife can cut your veins. If you dare to bully Ah Ru again, I will definitely kill you."

"Rusheng hasn't told you yet, he did it voluntarily!"

"Nonsense, Ah Ru is not that kind of person, you must have forced him." Fu Xiaohan regretted not taking out the knife earlier.