Dangerous love wins love

The thin blade reflected cold light, Fu Yan didn't care, stretched out his left hand, clamped the blade between two fingers, and pushed forward gently.

Fu Xiaohan's eyes darkened, and he moved the knife by two inches with ease, and he felt a resistance between his palms.

Fu Yan seemed to have lost consciousness, calmly held the blade between his fingers, blood dripped onto Fu Yan's black shirt, penetrated quickly, and then disappeared without leaving a trace.

"Stop, brother Xiaohan!"

Xia Rusheng's weak voice came from behind the two of them, he was struggling to hold on to the wall, his big black and white eyes were full of disbelief.

Fu Xiaohan turned his head when he heard the sound, "Ah Ru, why did you come out, go back to the ward!"

Xia Rusheng moved her steps inch by inch, and two lines of crystal tears suddenly ran across her face.

Seeing this, Fu Xiaohan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

The more force Fu Yan pinched the blade, he said angrily, "Take the knife away."

The sound of the knife falling to the ground was very ear-piercing, and Fu Yan's wheelchair slid over it, moving straight towards Xia Rusheng's direction.

Fu Xiao is a little sad, like a treasure that has been treasured for many years, and one day you are told that the treasure does not belong to you, that feeling is vague and unreal.

Fu Yan manipulated the wheelchair skillfully, and slid lightly in front of Xia Rusheng.He wiped off the blood on his left fingertips with his clothes, changed to a clean right hand, lifted it up slightly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Xia Rusheng's eyes.

"Rusheng, go back to the ward." Fu Yan's expression was as cold and rigid as Ji Ji's.

Xia Rusheng moved his hands away from his eyes, trying to hold back the sourness in his eyes, he was about to laugh at Brother Han, but the person at the end of the corridor had already disappeared.

"Rusheng, you are tired."

Xia Rusheng kept silent, sucked her nose hard, squeezed her mouth tightly, and forcibly suppressed the sound of coughing in her chest.

"He already knew about our relationship," Fu Yan said.

Xia Rusheng's tears flowed out again, Fu Yan stretched out his hand again, wiped away the tears on Xia Rusheng's face carefully, and said: "Sooner or later, he will know."

"But……"

"But? No but. In this world, no one loves you more than me." Fu Yan said in a low voice, "Hey, your brother Xiaohan wants to kill me. As long as you listen to me, I can kill you." I promise not to pursue this matter."

"Really..." With tears in her eyes, Xia Rusheng plucked up the courage to ask this question.

"When did I ever lie to you? In my eyes, Fu Xiaohan is just a dispensable stumbling block. If you can't bear him, naturally I won't care about him."

Xia Rusheng lowered her head, smiled shyly, her slack eyes gradually sobered up, and said word by word: "Uncle Jiu, you just said that no one in this world loves me more than you, is that true?"

Fu Yan looked at Xia Rusheng in surprise, "Well, really."

"Really?" Xia Rusheng asked for the second time.

"Of course." Fu Yan's wheelchair turned around and went back to the ward first.

Xia Rusheng stared at Fu Yan's cold back, lost his mind for a while, then came to his senses, followed Fu Yan, and walked slowly back to the gray-white room where he had been confined for half his life.

In this world, no one loves me more than you.But who is your favorite person?

******

In order to avoid Xing Tian's enthusiastic and active pursuit, Ji Shaohui simply inspected the market in several first- and second-tier cities in the north at the beginning of the year.

But Xing Tian seems to have the ability to predict, which city Ji Shaohui lands in, Xing Tian will definitely hold a fan meeting or other activities in that city within half a day.

The two of them hid like a cat catching a mouse several times. Finally, Xing Tian couldn't hold back his temper and asked Ning Fei'er to call Ji Shaohui.

"Brother Ji, why are you hiding from our Xiaotian!" Ning Fei'er asked in a low voice.

"I didn't hide from him. I was just on a business trip recently. I'm really busy."

"Xiaotian calls me three times a day now, and asks me to say more good things to him in front of you."

"Fei'er, to be honest, Xing Tian and I are not suitable."

"You haven't gotten along yet, why are you so sure that Xing Tian is not suitable for you?" Ning Fei'er complained: "Although Xiao Tian is a little playful and has made many boyfriends, I believe him. Once he gets serious, he must be A trustworthy and cherished lover. Xiaotian came out to his family at the age of 15, and has never had a fixed date, but it doesn't mean that he is not eager to find a lifelong partner. What's wrong with him, which made Brother Ji dislike him? !"

"May'er, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

"Brother, I'm here to ask you something, and you answer truthfully."

"Asked me what?"

"In your heart, do you think that Xiaotian is not as good as that Fu?"

Ji Shaohui was in a dilemma and thought for a long time, but he didn't answer Ning Fei'er's question that it wasn't a problem.

Fu Xiaohan, Xing Tian, ​​when did the two of them become a multiple-choice relationship.

After three or four minutes, Ji Shaohui remained silent, and Ning Feier's tone was a little sad and anxious.

"Brother, what's wrong with Fu Xiaohan, it's worth you not forgetting about him, why don't you answer me?"

Ji Shaohui: "I didn't read..."

Ning Fei'er interrupted Ji Shaohui, "Xiaotian is very attentive to you, he will follow you wherever you go. Brother, for the sake of recognizing you as my elder brother, please promise me to spend a while with Xiaotian." ?”

"Fei'er, calm down. Xing Tian is excellent, good-looking, and can talk. Anyone who has met him will like him."

"But these people don't include you."

It's not speculative, Ning Fei'er has no bad intentions, but Ji Shaohui knows in his heart that the good brother Xing Tian in Ning Fei'er's eyes is not as simple as he looks, he is a dangerous person, and whoever is "lucky" to be liked by him will be happy. bad luck.

Xing Tian's heart can be divided into 100 million parts.How can one-in-a-million emotions make people trustworthy?

Ji Shaohui and Ning Fei'er had nothing to do with each other on the phone.

Ji Shaohui pulled down the car window, intending to enjoy the night view of Tianjin city, when he raised his head, he happened to see a huge poster with Xing Tian's head not far away. .

Ji Shaohui smiled lightly, then closed the car window, and took out a document from his briefcase to pass the time.

******

On the evening of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Fu Rong's old illness relapsed and he was sent to the hospital overnight.

Fu Rong was lying on the hospital bed, and within a few seconds, he asked Fu Yunqi to summon those Taoist priests to exorcise evil spirits and cure his illness.However, the Taoist priests seemed to have disappeared from the world, and Fu Yunqi tried all methods but could not find them.

Fu Rong was terminally ill, but he would rather believe in a few charlatans who disappeared suddenly than cooperate with the hospital's treatment plan.

Not taking medicine or getting injections, the old man told everyone he met that only a few Taoist priests could save his life.

Fu Yunqi was at a loss, and the next day, he sent someone to invite another old Taoist priest for Mr. Fu in Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi Province. The strange thing was that the old Taoist died suddenly on the plane.Hearing this unexpected news, Fu Rong's spirit completely collapsed.

God's will is approaching, is he Fu Rong doomed to not even make it through New Year's Eve?

Fu Rong has gone crazy, and he doesn't like anyone. He said that everyone is a devil who wants to take his life. He even had hallucinations. Hiding in the dark, he will kill him when he falls asleep.

The New Year's bell is ringing, the New Year is approaching, and the whole city is celebrating.The smell of gunpowder from burning fireworks filled the bright night sky of the city, like a mist that seemed to cover something.

Fu Rong is dead!

On the first day of the new year, the little nurse got up early as usual, opened the door of Fu Rong's ward, poured out the bedpan, and cleaned up.However, when she lifted the thick quilt, she saw the old man tightly huddled up, his face was blue-purple, his wrinkled hands tightly gripped his neck, the whites of his eyes were turned out, and the light blue cotton hospital gown was covered with There is a brownish-yellow liquid that is not dry...

The old man was proud all his life, but the last moment of his life was not graceful.His death was horrifying and frightening. When the little nurse realized it, she could only scream loudly, and the piercing and desperate voice instantly rang through the entire tall building.

The old man's body has not yet been sent to the morgue.Almost all the descendants of the Fu family rushed to the hospital, except Fu Jiu and Fu Xiaohan.

Seeing this, the family members of ordinary patients thought that the descendants of the Fu family were really a model of filial piety.But the doctors in the hospital have long since realized the strangeness, because they knew that none of these young people in fine clothes sincerely mourned the deceased, and none of them cared about the cause of death of the deceased.They eagerly gathered at the hospital with only one purpose - to make a will.