When infatuated by taking off the ring [Entertainment]

Fu Sinian's attending physician was very surprised.

This man, who has experienced drowning and car accidents, is very physically fit. One week after the operation, he has started to deal with work intermittently.

At the same time, his willpower was unexpectedly tenacious and astonishing, as if he would not feel pain at all. Even though his back was soaked in sweat from the pain, he was still like a robot, with a calm face, and said to the rehabilitation therapist that it was all right.

Therefore, while the wound was still in the slow recovery period, Fu Sinian had already completed the postoperative maintenance work, and the rest could be done when he returned home.

The special assistant couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded, "Boss Fu. My suggestion is to wait another week. If you travel a long distance, the wound may burst."

Fu Sinian was bowing his head and doing rehabilitation treatment. Compared with other activities, building blocks is the least energy-intensive activity.

But it was still not easy, Fu Sinian clenched his back teeth, with a cold face, he controlled his left hand vigorously, lifted it up, picked up the block, and set it in a suitable place.

Every time the arm moves an inch, it takes a lot of strength and endures inner suffering.

The proud man of heaven saw his arm turned into a waste, even though he tried his best to restrain his reason, irritability and uneasiness still gradually appeared in his eyes.

But he still lowered his head, focused entirely on the building blocks, and asked coldly, "Is the plane arranged?"

Knowing that he couldn't persuade him, the special assistant sighed, nodded and said, "I've already sent someone to make an adjustment."

Hearing this, Fu Sinian let out a "hmm", his left hand was out of control, the building block was not held firmly, and fell on the carpet.

The special assistant was about to bend down to pick it up, but Fu Sinian glanced up from the bottom, revealing a faint warning, saying, "Don't touch it."

The special assistant's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Okay."

Only then did Fu Sinian bend down, pick up the building block with his right hand, move it to his ribs, and it hurt again.

He didn't speak, picked up the building blocks, compared the drawings, and continued to work together silently.

The special assistant stood aside with his hands down, not daring to speak.

After the building blocks were put together, Fu Sinian covered it with a glass cover, put it in a display box, wrapped it in dark blue gift wrapping paper, and tied it with a clumsy bow.

In the end, Fu Sinian handed the gift box to the special assistant and said, "Take it on the plane and return home."

Depart for the airport.

Not long after Fu Sinian's plane landed in City B, it began to snow heavily in City B. Goose-like snowflakes danced in circles, covering the airport runway like a fluffy and soft white carpet.

He turned off the airplane mode, held a dark blue gift box, stood under the eaves to avoid the snow, and called Luo Jia.

The phone was connected quickly, and the voice from the ear seemed much more real, soft and warm in the silent snow world.

Xu Luojia said: "Si Nian?"

"It's me. I'm back."

"Did you land safely? It snowed suddenly just now, and it's not convenient to go out. Let's make an appointment another day."

"Is it okay now? I'll go find you." Fu Sinian said.

Luo Jia was a little dazed: "Don't worry. Driving in snow is dangerous."

"I..." Fu Sinian lowered his head to pat off the flying snow, frowned, and said, "I want to deliver fried buns."

"Are you okay? Si Nian" Luo Jia was silent for a while, then said, "I saw the news, something abroad. How about..."

"I have a driver." Fu Sinian's tone was neither cold nor cold.

There was no disturbance at all.Xu Luojia asked if he was okay.

As if caring about him.But he knows that true care and love are definitely not like this.

If Xu Luojia was injured a little, the first thing Fu Sinian would do would be to fly to Xu Luojia's side to see if he was okay and how he was hurt.Because only by seeing him with both eyes and being with him, can I feel at ease.

Instead of asking on the phone, how are you doing?Nothing else.

A relationship as light as clear water.It seems that the two of them are really a pair of strangers who have no relationship, not even friends.

The more Fu Sinian thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. He said stubbornly, "I must go. You are at home, right? I'll be there in half an hour."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, opened the glass door, and got into the car with a blue gift box.

The car floated in a beautiful arc, crushed the fluffy and soft snow carpet, flew out of the airport highway, and headed towards Luojia's small apartment.

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Xu Luojia was a little angry, staring at the phone, thinking viciously, this person is really desperate.You come, you come, I will not give you the pan fried buns even if you come.

After getting angry, Xu Luojia got out of bed and stepped on the carpet, opened the window, stretched out her hand, and felt a cold palm.

His face was smeared with snowflakes, and he quickly closed the window again, and the fried bun wagged its tail and moved to his feet.

Luo Jia knelt down, rubbed the head of Shengjianbao, and said worriedly, "It's snowing so heavily, he won't really come, will he?"

Shengjianbao hummed twice, as if trying to understand what Luo Jia said.

Luo Jia said, "Fortunately, you are not a child, otherwise you would become a little lunatic after following Fu Sinian."

He only saw the news today, but he only remembered that his mind was blank at that time, and he tried to call Fu Sinian, but found that the phone couldn't get through.

Then, he called Fu Sinian's mother to find out about the situation. Fu Sinian's mother said that the matter was serious. She was retaliated by a business rival and had already undergone surgery, and the rest was recovery.

Only then did Luo Jia feel more at ease, holding the pan fried bun with lingering fears, and soon, he received a call from Fu Sinian again.

That lunatic didn't recover properly, and even flew back so quickly, and even drove to deliver Shengjianbao in a snowy day.

Luo Jia was rubbing the head of the pan-fried bun, staring at the transparent glass window, looking at the chaotic snow outside the window, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

The neon lights outside the window fell in through the refraction of the glass, and shone into Luo Jia's eyes, reflecting a bruise.

There was a ding dong in his hand, it was Wen Yifan's message:

[I just finished my work, so I stopped by the Home Plaza to pick out a bed for you. 】

Wen Yifan said that the new house reserved a room for Luo Jia, and when visiting his house as a guest, he could rest in that room, and would not let the second guest live in it.

Luo Jia was about to reply, when the second message jumped in, it was from Fu Sinian:

[It's downstairs. 】

Luo Jia was so angry that his eyes went dark, and he almost wanted to throw the phone out, thinking in his heart, if he would do what he said, he just wouldn't go down.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, he walked to the window and looked down. There was a white Bentley parked there. If it weren't for the orange headlights in front, it seemed that it would completely merge with the snow.

Luo Jia opened the curtains and stood by the window for a while, staring at the snow particles reflected in front of the headlights.

After a while, the driver's door was opened, and a person came out, wearing a long black trench coat and holding a dark blue gift box in his hand.

He leaned against the car door, and he didn't know how to brush off the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders. He only knew to protect the box in his arms, and wiped off the snow dust with his fingers again and again. His expression was very silent, like a sad stray dog.

Luo Jia sighed, put on his coat anyway, put the leash on the fried bun, and said, "I'm going to take you home, bye."

Shengjianbao didn't understand, he knew that the rope was meant to go out to play, his tail wagged happily, the corners of his mouth were grinning, sticking out his tongue.

Kicking paws all the way, patter downstairs.

Shengjianbao was very excited when he came outside, puffing out white smoke, obviously recognized Fu Sinian, and ran towards him with hooves.

Luo Jia had to follow the pan fried buns.

Although Fu Sinian also understood this, the scene in his eyes was that Luo Jia was leading the puppy, running towards him with countless snowflakes splashing on his feet.

Fu Sinian seemed to be a little more nervous, and hurriedly said to the phone, "Okay. That's it. Let's do it." Then he put away the phone.

Luo Jia had already run in front of him, out of breath, and Sheng Jian Bao enthusiastically tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Fu Sinian ignored the fried buns, but lowered his head, handed the box to Luo Jia, pursed his lips and said, "This is a gift."

Luo Jia didn't answer, just looked at Fu Sinian quietly.

Snowflakes hovered and danced between their two bodies, as if they were performing a gorgeous dance full of stories.

The quieter they were, the louder Snowflake's cry became.

In the end, it was Fu Sinian who backed down, and he did it himself, and slowly untied the bow tie. The bow tie was also tied by himself, and it was not firm, and could be easily pulled off.

Then tore off the dark blue wrapping paper to reveal the display box, handed it to Luo Jia, and said, "This is a gift I brought back from a business trip."

It's a building block put together by hand, red-pink roses, not very expensive, but Fu Sinian rarely treasures it very much, and rarely feels a little shy in his heart.

With a cold handsome face, he removed the display box, and with his slender fingers, he opened a small switch behind the rose.

In an instant, the night lights surrounding the building blocks emit a warm glow, lingering with roses, as beautiful as magic.

The snow seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Fu Sinian was holding the roses with a very focused expression, looking at Luo Jia's face, he couldn't feel the cold.

After a long while, Luo Jia reacted. He raised his hand and wanted to say, "No need", and then wanted to push the rose away.

However, Fu Sinian's hands were still in the period of recuperation, half-crippled, without much strength, and could not hold things steadily when pushed lightly.

The building block rose fell on the snow and shattered into several petals, like a sinister murder.

The night light was still blinking, giving off a funny glow.

Luo Jia was a little at a loss, squatted down quickly, and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Fu Sinian pulled Xu Luojia straight up with his right hand, and put him in front of him with a very indifferent expression.

Luo Jia took a step back, with anxiety and apology written on his face.And a certain unspeakable heartache and avoidance.

Fu Sinian spoke, his voice sounded hoarse and difficult, and he said, "Xu Luojia, do you have to kill me to be willing?"

Xu Luojia shook his head.

Fu Sinian said, "Actually, you have done this before. You know about my car accident, so do you know about my drowning? At that time, I was calling you."

Luo Jia's pupils were slightly stunned, recalling Fu Sinian's voice and what he said at that time in his mind.

"You said, you want to divorce me." Fu Sinian ignored the pieces of building blocks on the ground, took a step forward, took out a pendant from the pocket of his long windbreaker, loosened his hand, and shook it in front of Luo Jia:

"I remember that I was in great pain at the time, and my only thought was to hold on to this chain, even when I got into a car accident later, and I didn't let go when I entered the operating room."

Fu Sinian lowered his head, took Luo Jia's hand, put the pendant in his palm, and closed it.

The corner of his mouth was full of bitterness, "I think, when I died, I was holding the gift you gave me in my hand. You won't forget me right away, right?"

"It's even... is it possible that you will feel sorry for me and mourn for a second." Fu Sinian asked word by word, "Will you?"

Luo Jia's eyes were filled with mist, and he said in a low voice, "Stop talking, aren't you living a good life?"

Fu Sinian smiled and continued, "I don't think so. You can only be happy that no one is pestering you to prevent you from getting married, and even dislike bad luck, because when I die, everything is left behind. If it is given to you, you may have to attend my funeral on a snowy day."

"But it's just an afternoon of bad luck. When I enter the incinerator and the fire burns, there will be nothing left. Then, you can take the inheritance and happily marry someone else."

Fu Sinian was talking, imagining, and finally smiled a little, as if it was a very beautiful thing.

He was a little serious, but a little confused, and asked: "Luo Jia, is it because Wen Yifan is dead that you won't miss him?"

Luo Jia's breath was suffocated, and he sniffed. The wind and rain on the 26th floor seemed to be blowing against his face again with snow. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Sinian smiled, "No. I was wrong. You will miss him forever after he dies. What's so good about him?"

"He can live in peace."

Fu Sinian said, "I can do it too. I can spend the rest of my life with you in peace, why don't you look at me."

Just as Luo Jia was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang hurriedly. He raised his hand to interrupt Fu Sinian, hesitated for a while at the unknown number, and finally picked it up.

"Hello, is this Mr. Xu Luojia? I'm a nurse from the hospital."

"..."

"Mr. Wen Yifan suffered a serious car accident, and the operation is currently in progress. Do you know his relatives?"

"What... what's wrong?"

"Mr. Wen Yifan has panda blood. There is a shortage of resources in our hospital's emergency blood bank. We need to contact his relatives."

Fu Sinian stood quietly, the voice of the phone was very clear, he didn't fluctuate after hearing the news, but said to Luo Jia:

"Do you want to be with me forever. Spend your life together safely."

Luo Jia covered the phone with her hand, before she could wipe her tears away, she said in a hoarse voice, "Shut up Fu Sinian, what time is this?"

"I'm panda blood." Fu Sinian lowered his head, looked at the tip of Luo Jia's nose, and said unhurriedly, "If you're with me, I'll donate blood to him."

"What did you say..." Luo Jia pushed Fu Sinian and hit him angrily.

Fu Sinian hugged Luo Jia, gently swept the snow off his shoulders, and attached it to his ears, like a Gu,

"Exchange your happiness for Wen Yifan's life. You said that you want to live a normal life, and so do I. I just hope that there will be only the two of us in this life, staying together quietly, like snowflakes falling on our hair. , to Baitou together."

"Can you, Xu Luojia?"

Luo Jia froze all over, Wen Yifan had a car accident, it must have happened on the way to pick out furniture for him.

He didn't have love for Wen Yifan, but he did have friendship as a friend, which made him watch Wen Yifan die on the operating table.

Today, Fu Sinian said that he can give himself a stable life without disturbance, harm or pain.

He has been entangled with this person in front of him for more than ten years, and his feelings are always there. He no longer hates Fu Sinian.I just want to live in peace.

It's just that from the time the divorce agreement was proposed to today, this relationship still hasn't been cut off.It's not that he didn't feel tired, too many changes had happened in his life, and he urgently needed a stability.

It was too difficult for him to refuse this temptation.In the first ten years of his life, under the arrangement of his parents, he lived aimlessly.

After chasing Fu Sinian for the next ten years, in the end it was all for naught, which can't be said to be a pity.The singing career is still in the wait-and-see stage, and I don't know what the end of the future will be.

So, is it because he lived and got nothing?

Such a life is really a failure.He also wants to really get something.

In the background sound of the phone, it seemed to hear the siren of the operating room and the flashing red light.

Luo Jia closed his eyes and made a very soft sound. The snowflakes fell on his eyelashes. A long time ago, the day he ran away from home, it was also such a heavy snow.

At that time, he walked a long way alone.Now, beside him, he could touch Fu Sinian with his hand, smelling the cold fragrance emanating from his body, with a touch of sandalwood, like the bell of an ancient temple after the rain.

Luo Jia said gently: "Okay."

(Finish)

The author has something to say:

This ending was planned from the beginning.Wait a minute and there's another story about Mr. Fu and Luo Jia

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Everyone thought that He Jinchen and Ning Shu would stay together forever and grow old together.

Ning Shuhe thought so too

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In front of him was the seven-year-old bamboo horse He Jinchen, with a stubborn and wronged voice, still trembling slightly:

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At night when the temperature was below zero in the Northeast, He Jinchen found out that his neighbor Ning Ning was moving suddenly.

He is a child, barefoot, chasing the truck in front, with tears all over his face

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someone asked him why

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he remembers this man

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