They went to Xia Can's room to see him, Xia Can was asleep, her cheeks and forehead were still warm.Looking closely, there were a few more wet tears on his face than before, it seemed that he had cried in his sleep.

Mother Xia was reluctant to let Xia Can suffer, but after listening to Xia Changming's words, she couldn't really let Xia Can make a decision based on her mood. After all, if things really got worse, it would be Xia Can who was blamed by the family and targeted by the Fu family. , tantamount to pushing him into an even more uncontrollable fire pit.

She was sad that the child was really not going well this year. Aunt Zhang came over and said that someone came in with a videophone outside the door, and it was Fu Jiting.

Hearing that he was here, Mother Xia became furious and asked her aunt to drive him away.

Aunt Zhang didn't know exactly what happened, so she walked back a short distance and came back to persuade her, "Why don't you let him in."

Aunt Zhang wanted to drive Fu Jiting away just now, but Fu Jiting was standing there dead when he learned that Xia Can had fallen ill, and insisted on meeting to make sure Xia Can was fine before leaving.

Auntie Zhang has taken care of Xia Can for many years, and has long regarded the young master as her half-child. She couldn't see that he was trapped by love today, and fell ill all of a sudden after being hurt by feelings.When taking care of Xia Can's side, she heard him talking a few times in a daze, and when he got closer, all of them were calling Fu Jiting's name.

The soft and feeble voices, one after another, were so loud that people couldn't bear to listen to them any longer.

What Aunt Zhang meant was that it's better to let Fu Jiting come in and stay with Xia Can for a while, maybe there is some kind of aura induction, Xia Can let go of her heart, and the fever will completely subside.

These words actually sound a little reasonable. Xia Can is well-known for being hard-spoken. No matter how harsh her words are, she often does it because she doesn't want to make herself appear weak and inferior, and she cares about many things.He said he didn't want to see Fu Jiting, but he couldn't tell if he really didn't want to see him.

But Xia's mother promised him that if it's not good, let Fu Jiting in like this.Besides, Xia Can called Fu Jiting a liar, who knows what stupid things Fu Jiting did to make him so.

Seeing this, Xia Changming persuaded his wife to go downstairs to have a look first, and ask Fu Jiting carefully before making a decision.

When Fu Jiting entered the room and saw them, he completely forgot to say hello, and asked, "Is Xia Can okay? I want to see him."

Mother Xia frowned. Seeing how much he cared about Xia Can, she was even more sure that it wasn't the mutual relationship between the two parties that broke down, but that he did something wrong unilaterally that made Xia Can feel uncomfortable.

Xia Changming said: "I have a fever, I have taken medicine and I am asleep. Your face..."

Fu Jiting's lower left cheek was obviously red and swollen from his lower jaw, most likely because he was beaten, the force was not light, and a small corner of his mouth was broken.Anyway, with his current status, he still has to take care of his image and face. Even if the Fu family is used to being rough and doesn't care, this is not yet divorced. If it is photographed and spread, it is difficult for his Xia family to explain it, which will easily cause unnecessary trouble guess.

"Xia Can hit it?"

Fu Jiting lowered his head and didn't answer, he just asked himself to go upstairs to take a look at Xia Can first.

Xia's mother followed Xia Changming's words and looked at Fu Jiting's face, seeing that he might not have slept well, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was hard to hide the tiredness.The tall body can easily see a bit of vanity, as if the inside has been eaten away by something bad, as long as he pushes hard again, he will not be able to stand and fall down.

Even though Xia Can beat him, she still didn't agree, she said "I'll leave it alone, go back and heal your injury", then she turned her head, without any intention of letting go.

Xia Changming was worried that there would be more quarrels when Fu Jiting and Xia Can met, and the matter would become a mess, so he refused sharply.He told Fu Jiting that Xia Can was already asleep, so what if he saw you, besides, he doesn't want to see you at all right now, so why not sit down and explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly before talking about the next step.

But what Xia Changming said reached Fu Jiting's ears, only one sentence remained: He doesn't want to see you at all now.

How can Fu Jiting not be in a hurry, at this moment the only thought in his mind is to meet Xia Can.They wouldn't let him see him, so he wished he could ignore the etiquette and rush upstairs!

Fortunately, there is still reason to urge him to calm down - not to conflict with Xia Can's parents, otherwise Xia Can will be even more unlikely to forgive him.

After thinking for a moment, he knelt down in front of the sofa where they were sitting, and begged with a sincere attitude: "Anyway, let me go and see Xia Can first! Just take a look at him."

This move shocked Mother Xia, and her tough attitude softened instantly.

She is a mother of three children, and she can't see her children being wronged, especially Xia Can, who is the youngest and the most lovable. She has already felt extremely guilty for acquiescing in his marriage with the Fu family.Fu Jiting was willing to kneel down to do this, just to see Xia Can confirm his illness, and she really couldn't say a stern refusal.

At the same time, Xia Changming was also a little emotional. He suddenly realized that he might have really underestimated Fu Jiting before.

As Fu Haoshan's illegitimate son who has been hiding for many years, Fu Jiting is usually the first to be noticed because of his shady background, and he also vividly reflects the stereotype of his identity.However, Fu Jiting's real weapon should be the absolute forbearance that is difficult for those rich and noble young masters and ladies to be able to put down their dignity and concentrate on obtaining what he really wants.

Thinking about it carefully, being abandoned by the Fu family for so many years, it is not easy to survive to the position of the heir of the entire group...

At this time, Fu Jiting could say kneel down to achieve his goal, making Xia's mother quickly relax her vigilance and unconsciously soften her heart.Also, who can be cruel to a person who disregards his dignity for his own child.

After a short period of weighing, Xia Changming stopped obstructing: "You go."

Mother Xia hesitated to speak, but she sighed and said nothing, and followed Fu Jiting.

Fu Jiting went up the stairs almost three steps at a time, but when he reached the door of Xia Can's room, he slowed down and stopped there without going in.

Aunt Zhang asked him why he didn't go in. Xia Can hadn't woken up yet, so as long as they didn't tell him, he shouldn't know and wouldn't be angry.

Fu Jiting held the doorknob tightly, and then let it go.He stepped back, took off his suit jacket and handed it to Aunt Zhang, and said in a low voice, "Please help me get it to the side, I... I didn't change my clothes today, he doesn't like it."

Crouching downstairs in the hotel all night, Xia Can slept intermittently throughout the night, how could he sleep soundly.In a home without Xia Can, it would be a nightmare to close your eyes, just get closer to Xia Can, even if you can't go up to touch, the light on the balcony is a little bit false and comforting.

Xia Can is obsessed with cleanliness, so she definitely doesn't like him wearing clothes that he didn't change yesterday, especially the clothes that were worn on his birthday yesterday.

Aunt Zhang nodded and told him: "Then I'll hang it up for you. You must go in slowly. He has a fever and is getting an infusion. He is very uncomfortable. If he can sleep, let him sleep for a while."

Fu Jiting verbally agreed, but after entering the room, seeing Xia Can lying on the bed frowning slightly, weak and uncomfortable, was overwhelmed with grief, and couldn't stop calling "baby".

Apart from this accusation, Fu Jiting stood beside Xia Can's bed and couldn't say anything superfluous, his fists clenched by self-blame almost pressed his nails into his flesh.

Before his love and his crazy lust could bring Xia Can long-term happiness, Xia Can fell ill.He deserves to be blamed.

The medicine Xia Can took had a sleep-inducing effect, but the familiar voice still woke him up.Looking up and seeing Fu Jiting staring at him with concern, he was a little thankful, it turned out that all the gray pictures were dreams, just a nightmare.

"Fu Jiting." He called Fu Jiting weakly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the tears in his eyes rolled down his cheeks.He said in a weak voice and in a tone of blame: "I was dreaming, and I dreamed of you."

Fu Jiting's throat tightened, and he squatted down. He wanted to touch his face but dared not touch it. He withdrew his hand and asked softly, "What did you dream about me?"

Xia Can's eyelids were heavy, and her mind was in a mess, so she had to throw out fragments: "I dreamed that you bullied me, lied to me...you did a lot..."

So many bad things.

"Uncomfortable, why are you so annoying in your dream."

Fu Jiting understood that Xia Can was subconsciously escaping, so much so that she took reality as a dream during her illness.

He was afraid that Xia Can would be woken up by accident, so he lowered his tone and apologized to him in this dream where he could still be happy: "I'm sorry."

"Xia Can, I'm sorry."

After Xia Can heard a few apologies, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, closed her eyes, and continued to say slowly, "I'm sorry, it's a dream, I know you don't dare."

The arc of the smile touched the tears, and his voice became lower and lower: "I'll sleep a little longer, Fu Jiting, wake up to celebrate your birthday."

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