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When walking back, Fu Jia heard someone calling him in a daze, but turned his head but there was no one.Just as he was in a daze, his phone vibrated.After picking it up, the other party was a clerk in a dry cleaner.

"Sorry to disturb Mr. Fu, the three suits you put in our store have been washed, when is it convenient for you to come and pick them up?"

Oh, it was for the original washing of the book, and I wanted to send it along with some food.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu?"

"I'll pick it up later."

He hung up hastily.

The road leading to the parking lot was so long that my legs were numb until I got there.After sitting in, he finally took all the strength out of his body. He curled up in the chair without making a sound for a long time.

Thinking of the back without nostalgia just now, my heart felt a dull pain at first, but then I felt a burst of comfort.

Maybe Shuyuan was mentally prepared, so he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.Maybe his feelings for himself are not so deep yet, and it won't take long for him to come out.Maybe he is also afraid of trouble and doesn't want to get involved so much, he will think that breaking up is actually a relief for both parties.

This mental victory method has always worked well in the past, but today it seems to be weak.Fu Jia curled up tremblingly, her heart ached more and more, and she didn't even have the strength to hold the steering wheel.

His forehead was burning hot like a fever, and a certain part of his body seemed to be in unbearable pain. When he touched it carefully, he couldn't find out what happened.

He didn't leave until the crowd dispersed.

I didn't dare to drive the car by myself, so I took a taxi back to the hospital.Fu's mother originally wanted to ask the teacher to inquire about the crime, but when she saw her precious son's face was terribly worried, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and her forehead was terribly hot.

"Ah, what's the matter, why is your face so hot?"

Mother's actions were gentle and caring, but Fu Jia didn't feel comforted, only felt conflicted.He slowly pushed his mother's hand away, "It's okay, I just caught a cold after blowing for a while."

Fu Weimin watched coldly on the sofa: "I think it's a heart attack."

"Your son is sick, so don't say a word." Fu's mother stared at Fu Jia's swollen eyes and asked, "Didn't eat this afternoon, okay? Sister Wang made your favorite spring rolls, and I'll warm them up for you."

"no need."

"People are like iron and rice is steel, how can we live if we don't eat?" Fu's mother frowned.

"If he doesn't eat, you'll let him starve. After two meals, I'll see if he eats." Fu Weimin's tone changed suddenly, "It's because you spoiled him so much since you were a child."

"I just don't spoil my son. Don't blame me, Fu Weimin. If you didn't find him such a job, would such a thing happen?"

"Okay..." Fu Jia raised her head uncomfortably, and looked at her parents with pleading eyes, "Can you please stop arguing, everything is my fault, if you want to blame it, just blame me, okay?"

Fu Weimin snorted coldly, and turned his face aside stiffly.

Fu Jia took a breath and tried to suppress the emotions that were on the verge of losing control: "Also, Dad, Mom, can you stop embarrassing Xu Shuyuan? I have separated from him, it doesn't matter... If you are still not satisfied, I can Resign, even go abroad to study again."

"Jiajia, mom doesn't mean that, mom is doing it for you—"

As soon as the door inside opened, Fu Jia entered the bathroom.

The water coming out of the faucet was very cold. He closed his eyes and immersed his face in it, so that he could not hear any sounds outside.

Fu's mother stared at her husband: "What are you training him for!"

"Didn't you ask me to give him something to eat?" Fu Weimin felt that this woman was simply unreasonable.

"I asked you to give him some trouble, but I didn't ask you to force him away. Also, I won't stop you if you want to embarrass that Xu, but it's enough to force them to break up, leaving a way for them to survive."

Fu Weimin was so angry that he said in a scornful voice, "Hmph, if I really wanted to do something to that kid, I drove him away from Linjiang four years ago, how can I still stay here?"

Fu's mother didn't understand and didn't care.After Fu Jia came out, the two of them stopped talking.

In the stillness of the night, Fu Jia was lying on the big bed in the ward, unable to fall asleep no matter what.The mind is getting more and more dizzy, but the eyes are wide open, quietly looking at the blankness of the ceiling.

Shu should have fallen asleep on the train, right?

There is a small dot in the darkness, the red light of the smoke alarm, which flashes every two seconds.Fu Jia thought of Xu Shuyuan smoking on the balcony, the cigarette between his fingers was also flashing red.

Will he know how to restrain himself from smoking and restraint from drinking in the future?Will you still have a stomachache?

Thinking about it, Fu Jia felt that he was about to collapse.How can you miss someone so much?They have only been separated for a few hours, but because they know that they will not see each other for a long time, they are so heartbroken.

You can't completely collapse, no, just grit your teeth and get through it, and you will forget it after a long time.Yes, time is the best medicine, just like four years ago...

Not daring to think about it anymore, Fu Jia closed her eyes tightly and told herself that she would be fine after a night of sleep.

Two full days without going to work, the flu was coming.

Ping Yanyan came to see Fu's mother's illness, and Fu Jia was hanging water, so she peeled an orange for him and handed it to him.

"I haven't seen you for a few days and you're almost skinny." Ping Yanyan looked at him, "Have you caught a cold so badly?"

He hummed: "Thank you, sister Yan, you can eat if I don't want to eat."

"This time, take the opportunity to rest for a few more days."

"No." He shook his head, "I'll go back to work tomorrow."

He needed so much to keep himself busy.

Fu's mother next to him let out a long sigh: "Yanyan, you are just helping me to persuade him. This stubborn boy won't listen to him after he recovers from his illness."

Ping Yan smiled: "You should take care of your body first and set an example for him. If you don't get better first, it will be difficult for him to recover from his illness."

"I can't be anxious about this illness." Mother Fu waved her hand and went out for treatment.

As soon as the door was closed, only the two of them were left in the ward.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Fu Jia got up to pour water, on the way Ping Yanyan kept staring at his eyes, he avoided that gaze, and said in a flat voice: "I'm separated from Xu Shuyuan."

In plain language, he frowned.But she didn't ask the reason, just said: "Sooner or later."

"I'm so useless." Fu Jia held the water glass with downcast eyes, a pair of blank eyes reflected on the water surface.Ping Yanyan rubbed his hair like a sister: "Call us if you feel uncomfortable, or you can go out for a walk to relax."

Fu Jia lifted the corner of her mouth weakly: "Thank you, sister Yan. You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine in two days."

"Are you sure you can work like this now?"

"Yeah." He slowly narrowed his eyes, "Mom and Dad are right, I was too dependent on my family before. I want to work hard in the future and learn...to be more independent."

"Then try to speak up if you need help." Ping Yanyan said.

After sitting for a while, she said goodbye and left, and called her younger brother Luo Jun when she went out: "During this time, you should keep in touch with Jiajia, and spend time with him when you have time, he is not in a good mood."

The other end of the phone just woke up from a nap, turned over and yelled: "I'm not in a good mood yet, sister, you're so biased."

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

"Kneel ten times in a row while playing games in the morning! I'm so pissed off."

This group of younger brothers is really more childish than the other, and they hang up dumbfoundedly.Looking back at the building of the inpatient department, she thought in her heart that perhaps the word childish would no longer be able to describe Fu Jia soon.

The sun was very good on Friday, and the client's dilapidated self-built factory building was a little warmer.In the small office, several children stopped what they were doing and huddled together to discuss the upcoming weekend.

"Mr. Deng, can we apply to the manager for one less overtime on weekends? I want to go home."

"I don't think so." Deng Ziyi, who led the team, disagreed. "The manager looked very bad when he came back that day. I don't know if he was scolded by the boss again. It's better for us to make less trouble. We are already teetering on the edge of danger."

He shares a room with Manager Xu, so he knows the situation best.

"But—" Wu Qian bit the cap of her pen, "I'm a little homesick."

After speaking, he lay down on the seat, listlessly unable to straighten his back.

Xu Shuyuan came back and asked her what was wrong, if she was feeling unwell.She shook her head, got up and continued to make drafts.Xu Shuyuan returned to his computer, raised his head after working for a while, and found that the faces of the whole group were full of exhaustion.

"The client invited us to dinner and sing in the city tonight," he said.

Everyone froze for a moment, then raised their heads to look at each other.

"Don't force it, you can refuse if you don't want to go."

"It's good to go and relax, but why did the client suddenly think of inviting us to dinner?" Wu Qian was the first to speak, raising her hands in a student-like manner.

"I won't drink our bar." Another girl stuck out her tongue, "I can't drink."

Deng Ziyi who was standing next to him said, "Probably not. If it's not possible, I'll help you drink it. Isn't it just two taels of wine?"

The girls all laughed and blamed him for his big talk.

A total of five people came this time, except for Deng Ziyi who led the team, the rest were seconded from other departments.Because I knew what this project was like before I came here, and they were all sent here because they were not valued by their respective departments, so people's hearts have always been relatively lax.

However, after these three weeks of devilish overtime intensity, everyone has more or less developed some revolutionary feelings, so Xu Shuyuan was not allowed to face the client alone.

Turning off the computer at six o'clock in the evening, a group of people got in the car and went straight to the city.

This is a typical third-tier city, with a large area, deserted suburbs, and a poorly built urban area.The place to eat is opened by the customer's brother-in-law. It's a two-story restaurant. The place is okay, but the decoration has a strong local style, and the KTV is next door.

"Come on, let me offer you a drink." The customer, Mr. Chen, got up with the wine. "Everyone has worked hard this trip. We don't have anything good to entertain you here in the backcountry. Tonight, everyone eats and drinks well, and have a good time!"

Xu Shuyuan promised a few words, raised his neck and gulped it down.

Compared with the cafeteria, these dishes tonight are absolutely delicious, and everyone ate a lot.During the dinner, the client's financial manager came to toast, and the two ladies looked at Deng Ziyi for help, but Deng Ziyi was in danger.

The ladies stood up bravely, and just about to pick up the wine, a hand was stretched out in front of them to block it.

"Manager Xu, is this sympathetic?"

"It's Mr. Chen's wine that's so delicious, I'm reluctant to give it up to them."

The client raised his eyebrows and laughed.

After drinking several cups in succession, Xu Shuyuan sat down under the grateful and worried eyes of other colleagues, but looked normal.

After eating, everyone moved on to the next game. When they went downstairs, some of them were already staggering.

Deng Ziyi wanted to help Xu Shuyuan on the way, but Xu Shuyuan waved his hand: "No." I don't know if it's true or not.Wu Qian followed behind with his coat and bag, not landing on the ground. She was grateful and admired him for being so protective of his subordinates.

After arriving at the KTV private room, the customer only ordered two dozen beers, and everyone was relieved, talking and laughing.

Among them, Mr. Chen was the most drunk, and he began to pour out his heart and soul to Xu Shuyuan as soon as he sat down, and later introduced his cousin to him.Xu Shuyuan responded with a few words, stood up and patted Deng Ziyi on the shoulder: "Take care of everyone, I'll go out to get some air."

Deng Ziyi nodded and made way for him.

The night here is not the same as in Linjiang, there are almost no stars when night falls.At the end of the corridor, Xu Shuyuan opened the window, stood at the window and smoked two or three cigarettes, and then he recovered from the discomfort in his stomach.

The howling of ghosts and wolves in the KTV private room was diluted by the wind, and the sound on the road was clearly audible.

Xu Shuyuan looked downstairs not too far away, saw a real estate agent riding a battery car to show people a house, saw an elderly couple selling supper on a tricycle, and saw groups of high school students going to the house after their evening self-study. go home.The lives of these people are both ordinary and warm, which he cannot have.

After smoking the fourth cigarette, someone stood on tiptoe and carefully put a coat on him.

He froze, his body stiffened.

Before turning his face away, he heard the girl's timid voice: "Manager Xu, be careful of catching a cold."

Turning around and taking the cigarette away, he took off his coat and said no.Wu Qian raised her eyes to look at him, and found that his eyes were slightly red, and he seemed a little drunk.

"Why don't you go back to the private room, manager?"

"Go back after smoking."

Wu Qian groaned, nodded, and moved downstairs curiously past him.

"Manager, what are you looking at?"

"just looking around."

Wu Qian smiled: "Manager, you don't talk much." After speaking, she looked at his ear intentionally or unintentionally, and stopped talking.

Xu Shuyuan: "What do you want to ask?"

She shook her hand embarrassingly.

"If you want to ask, just ask."

"Your—" She pointed to her right ear, "Can you really not hear?"

Xu Shuyuan turned his gaze slightly: "Yes."

She took a deep breath, and her eyes were full of sympathy: "Is... why?"

"There's no money to treat it, and it's taking too long." He said concisely.

She let out an ah, her eyes trembling slightly, as if she couldn't believe that such a thing would happen now.

"Then did you go to the hospital to see it? Now that medicine is so prosperous, there should be a turning point."

Xu Shuyuan looked out the window: "There is nothing to cure."

"Ah? Why...is it still because of money?"

The person in front of him is a project manager, and his salary should be able to afford the cost of treatment.

Wu Qian opened her mouth and didn't quite understand. Looking at Xu Shuyuan, she found that the loneliness on his face stayed for a moment, and then disappeared soon.

"Obviously, I'm a poor man with nothing, so it doesn't matter if it's cured or not." Xu Shuyuan calmly pinched his cigarette.