After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Fang Yan was carefully preparing gifts for Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu of course had to express something, but on the day Fang Yan moved in to live with him, Zhou Yu prepared painting equipment for him according to the highest configuration.

Although electronic products are updated very quickly, Zhou Yu directly contacted the person in charge of the brand in China and got an internal model that has not yet been officially released. The next model will have to wait at least two months. Painting equipment will not work. .

Fang Yan himself is not short of money.Fang's father loves to do superficial kung fu, and Fang Yi's temper is also weird, but Fang's family has not treated Fang Yan badly in terms of material things. Can he get what he wants?

Zhou Yu was a little worried. He had seen how young people of his generation flattered their lovers, but the problem was that Fang Yan didn't seem to care about material things that much.

What should I give?

It doesn't have to be expensive, but it has to be thoughtful.

While he was still thinking about it, Bai Ling called: "Zhou Yu, can you lend me a few days at the hot spring village in New Zealand?"

"What are you going to do in New Zealand?" Zhou Yu asked warily.

It's not to blame Zhou Yu for being stingy, it's because the girl Bai Ling is so playful, last time she brought a large group of people to borrow his private island for a party, she was too hearty to bring a few exes together, and there was a lot of trouble The bloody feud was messier than the ball of yarn played by Xiao Sanhua. In the end, those exes threatened to make love with Bai Ling to the death. Zhou Yu personally took people to invite these high-quality reservists of idol dramas who were full and had nothing to do to go home.

"Isn't it almost Qixi Festival? I'm going to take Ah Yin to travel to New Zealand, and take a dip in the snow mountain hot spring~ Just the two of us, hehehe." Bai Ling said cheerfully.

Zhou Yu was relieved now that Dr. Xie was in charge, and she expected that Bai Ling would be the only one who would make a fuss, so she readily agreed.

Bai Ling asked with a smile: "By the way, what gift are you planning to give your little husband on Qixi this year? Let me inquire about it."

Zhou Yu rubbed his temples with a headache: "I didn't think about it, but I plan to make one myself."

"Why don't you make a commemorative photo album? Print out your group photo, it's very meaningful." Bai Ling suggested.

"No way," Zhou Yu sighed, "We've only known each other for a long time, so we can only make a photo album of our last trip in Baipu."

"Then what to do..." Bai Ling also thought about it.

Zhou Yu had a flash of inspiration: "Wait, I got it."

Bai Ling: "What is what?"

Zhou Yu didn't say much, "Keep it secret, so that you don't have to poke it out beforehand."

Bai Ling was furious and started yelling, but Zhou Yu hung up the phone.

Zhou Yu and Fang Yan got busy with each other tacitly. When it was Saturday, according to their agreement with Zhou's father, it was time to visit Zhou's father.

Before traveling in Baipu, I accidentally exposed the dark activities behind the Fang family. The senior management of the Fang Group changed hands, and the Zhou family, who was closely related to the Fang family, had too many things to reconsider. Zhou Yu was forced by Zhou's father to go back to deal with it. It's business, the old man said "don't come to see him until it's over", so it's just a phone call during the period.

They made an appointment this afternoon, Zhou Yu drove to his home to pick up Fang Yan, and then drove to the private nursing home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door of the ward, he saw Zhou's father paralyzed by the bed with a sallow complexion, retching uncontrollably, but he didn't vomit anything, and there were porridge bowls lying messily on the ground.

The nurse neatly tidied up the toilet and gave up the space to the three of them. Father Zhou realized in a daze that the person who gave him the back was not the nurse, but his own son.

"Why... ahem, are you here today?" Father Zhou frowned.

Zhou Yu supported him and leaned against the head of the bed: "We made an appointment to come on Saturday, did you forget?"

Father Zhou obviously showed a blank look: "Is it Saturday?"

People who fall ill will indeed blur the concept of time, lingering on the sick bed, and don't know what year it is.

Once upon a time, Zhou's father, who was all-powerful in the shopping mall, managed to hold up a world, and now he looks so sad.

Zhou Yu forced a smile and said, "Yes, I will bring Yanyan to see you..."

Fang Yan took over the conversation at the right time, and held Zhou Yu's hand comfortingly: "Uncle Zhou, I haven't seen you for a while, so I miss you."

Father Zhou smiled kindly and said: "Okay, with your words, the old man will feel at ease."

"Did the porridge not suit your taste just now? Was it too salty or too greasy?" Fang Yan asked with concern.

Father Zhou: "I don't know what's wrong. I can't smell any oily smell. I retched when I smelled the porridge just now. Don't worry, I don't have any serious problems. There will always be some side effects after chemotherapy."

In the past, he always counted the time and met with his son once every two weeks, choosing the time when the side effects of chemotherapy were the least severe.

Father Zhou is also a stubborn person, and he doesn't want his relatives to see him lingering in distress, but if Zhou Yu doesn't listen to him, Father Zhou, who is kind on the surface and stubborn on the inside, will be furious.

The nurse kept apologizing and brought a new bowl of porridge without any oil or salt. Zhou Yu personally fed Zhou Yu with it.

At first, Father Zhou wanted to do it by himself, but his hands were so trembling that he couldn't even hold the spoon, and finally he sighed.

I have been ill for several years, gradually feeling the passing of life, no matter how unwilling I am, I can only accept it.

Every time he came to visit Father Zhou, Zhou Yu's heart felt as heavy as if a boulder had fallen: "Dad, I'll feed you."

After slowly feeding half a bowl of porridge, Zhou's father waved his hand to show that he couldn't eat any more.Today, Zhou's father had a strong side effect and was still very weak, not suitable for going out for a walk in a wheelchair, so Zhou Yu and Fang Yan chatted with Zhou's father in the ward.

The psychological disease may still be cured, but the advanced gastric cancer that has spread to the lymph has been unable to recover.

In his previous life, Zhou Yu had never met the Fang family's accident, and he would meet Zhou's father who cheered up and pretended to be relaxed on a bi-weekly basis until Zhou's father passed away.

If Zhou Yu wanted to see him, he could only take a sneak peek at the old man when he was asleep, and if he was discovered, he would make trouble.

Zhou Yu endured the pain in his heart to chat with Zhou's father, it was already late, Zhou's father looked out the window, and was about to send the two of them home.

Zhou Yu discussed with Fang Yan: "I plan to stay with my dad tonight."

"Okay, I'll accompany you," Fang Yan hesitated, "but will uncle agree?"

"I've made an appointment for a brain CT tomorrow morning, and I'll check to see if there are any sequelae of the head injury last time. You can help me with my words, and my dad won't speak harshly to you." Zhou Yu said helplessly.

Fang Yan nodded: "I see, Brother Yu, don't be too sad, rest well tonight, take care of yourself to take care of Uncle."

Sure enough, when Zhou Yu proposed to stay tonight, Father Zhou's eyes immediately widened. Fang Yan intervened, and Father Zhou reluctantly agreed.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Zhou Yu and Fang Yan carefully massaged Zhou's father for over an hour, taking care of his swollen limbs.

Father Zhou lacked energy and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Only then did Zhou Yu and Fang Yan get up, quietly came to the accompanying ward, washed up briefly and changed into disposable pajamas.

Zhou Yu dried his hair with a towel, and turned his head to see Fang Yan holding the towel and looking at Zhou Yu in a daze.

Zhou Yu walked over and sat down beside him: "What's wrong?"

Fang Yan opened his eyes and murmured: "I always feel... such a scene seems to have been seen in a dream."

Zhou Yu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that this ward was the one Zhou Yu stayed in in his previous life, before Zhou's father passed away.

The light and moonlight faintly fell on the floor, giving off an icy luster.

"Dream," Zhou Yu said in a deep voice, "do you still remember what the dream is?"

Fang Yan frowned and thought for a while: "...I don't remember."

Zhou Yu frowned.

The previous life was like a dream in the mirror, and Zhou Yu was strangely reborn and returned to the past. Sometimes he felt incredible and suspected that everything before was just a nightmare.

But if Fang Yan also carries the memories of his previous life...

Zhou Yu wished he hadn't.

Fang Yan passed away in such despair in his previous life, it is better not to remember than to remember.

"Have you ever had such a similar feeling? For example, seeing some things and some people, as if you have experienced and met them in your previous life?" Zhou Yu asked.

Fang Yan's dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist: "No..."

After they fell asleep that night, Fang Yan had a dream.

In the dream, Zhou Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and the medical staff put the objective and cold facts in front of him, and told him: "Mr. Zhou is about to die, please sign the critical illness notice."

He followed behind Zhou Yu and looked through the small glass window to see Zhou's father dying buried in various instruments, like a few messy bones wrapped in skin, lifeless.

It was rare for Fang Yan to take Zhou Yu into the ward to rest forcefully. He felt that he was not qualified to use himself as an excuse. Guard Zhou's father.

Anyway, his insomnia is a habit, and sleep is dispensable to him.

Fang Yan is a somewhat indifferent person at heart, he doesn't care too much whether Zhou's father is dead or alive, he cares more about Zhou Yu who is out of his mind.

Seeing himself in the dream, Fang Yan sighed, took out two marriage certificates, opened them on his lap at the same time, and looked at them.

In the photo, it was Zhou Yu and Fang Yan.

Fang Yan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he seemed unable to put it into words, as if he had taken it for granted that they were married.

In the dream, Fang Yan raised his fingertips to gently stroke Zhou Yu's face in the photo, when the instrument representing Zhou's father's heartbeat suddenly beeped, and the curve was completely smoothed into a straight line.

Fang Yan hastily put away the marriage certificate, got up just in time to see Zhou Yu who stumbled towards him, and just about to open his mouth, his voice choked up involuntarily.

Fang Yan thought this was the most tragic moment, but he didn't expect that more unimaginable pain was coming to him.

——Zhou Yu died in a car accident, and Fang Yan completely collapsed.

The sky seemed to be joking, Fang Yan couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, and was dragged down by countless pairs of black hands in the suffocating mud and drowned.

He shut all the greetings from his relatives, no matter if they were true or false, out of his heart, he locked himself in the only good and tender memory left, he threw two test tubes into the incinerator in a daze, he waited for death in the eternal night coming.

On the last day, he looked at the gloomy light rain, buried half of his face on the pillow smelling of disinfectant, with a bright red marriage certificate next to the pillow, silently swallowed his last breath in a dream.

Outside the dream, Fang Yan woke up profusely sweating.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be at two or three o'clock in the morning, so I'll hurry up and write, don't wait, go to bed early~

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