Love shuffle

The first snow fell just the night before, and the snow in the green belt has not yet melted.Whenever I think of that day, the first thing that pours into Fang Qining's head must be the silver frost all over the place.

Apart from the snow, that day was like any other day of the year.

Fang Qirui would occasionally live in the suite on the top floor of the building. Fang Qining went straight to the elevator. No one noticed how a strange young boy pressed the specific elevator door.He likes the flower house on the top floor very much. Although it is not as diverse as the garden at home, it is also very interesting.

He turned the promenade he had passed countless times, and there was a small power supply room at the corner.Fang Qining just stepped onto the threshold of the terrace, and was stunned for a moment.

It was already very cold in January, and my mother only wore a long cotton skirt, which was plain and elegant, and was out of tune with the actresses who were competing for beauty at the reception just now.Although she didn't wear much makeup, her complexion didn't lose one or two. She still looked 34 to 20, and she didn't look like she had two children in their [-]s.

She shouldn't be reduced to being compared with those people.

Fang Xining paused on the low steps at the door in a daze, and he even shouted stupidly, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Qi Manrong turned her entire face to the side. Her expression was neither surprised nor painful, but only calm.She is a very cold person in her bones, acting does not rely on empathy, standing there is a character that looks like a character.

Fang Qining was obtusely aware that something was wrong. He was studying at a university in Nancheng, and he moved out to live with Lu An for a while.He regularly goes home once a week, and this weekend happened to be busy with his final paper, so he made an exception and didn't see his parents for half a month.But half a month ago, my mother was still sitting at home, her expression was not the same as today... no nostalgia.

"Little Er, don't cry," Qi Manrong called him in a low voice, "Tell your brother not to be impulsive."

Fang Qining couldn't listen at all, and rushed forward in three steps.He never thought how long this short distance would be, but it happens that life and death are separated.

She seemed to be standing on the stage of a drama, bowing, taking a curtain call, stretching out her tight arms, and her slender figure leaned back, completing the exit of life.

In the dream, the last words Qi Manrong said to him were always imagined by Fang Qining as "I'm sorry".

In the real world, Qi Manrong said, don't cry.

Fang Qining pressed the elevator like crazy, the elevator descended to the middle section, the reception was still full of excitement, this group of happy people still couldn't understand his heart, they only knew to seize the time to socialize and get more benefits for themselves.

The elevator stopped suddenly, and the door was tightened to both sides. Standing outside the door was his brother.

Seeing him standing in front of him intact, Fang Qirui breathed a sigh of relief, and said sullenly, "What are you running around, didn't you just go up?"

The assistant conveyed the news from the monitoring room, saying that the monitoring on the top floor and around the elevator suddenly went black.Fang Qirui's heart tightened, worried that some unruly person would hurt Fang Qining, so he quickly found an excuse to withdraw from the reception.

Fang Qining struggled to stand on the spot with both legs, and reached out to grab Fang Qirui's dark suit jacket. His throat was like a broken bellows. Before he could say a word, his legs softened and he fell straight down.

Fang Qirui turned pale with shock, he didn't care about being seen by others, he would think about it later when he could say something, he hugged his younger brother by the waist, the surrounding security guards gathered after hearing the news, and surrounded the prince and the young man he was protecting.

The alert assistant quickly dialed the phone to the hospital, and walked in the front to clear the way for Fang Qirui.Fang Qining opened his mouth, whimpered, and found himself unable to utter a single word.

There were so many people and noisy, Fang Qirui listened to him, trying his best to hear what Fang Qining wanted to say to him, but unexpectedly a sharp scream from outside completely drowned out the voices inside the building.

After all, it was on Hongjian's site, Fang Qirui motioned the nearest security guard to see what was going on outside, before the people rushed out the door, more and more passers-by were pouring in from all directions.

Holding the car keys, the assistant who stepped out first seemed to have seen a ghost, and called most of the security guards out without Fang Qirui's consent.A dozen or so tall and strong security guards were stuck on the side of the building like a wall. The assistant clenched his fingers and calmly dialed the emergency call with the other hand. Fang Qirui frowned imperceptibly only when he heard that someone had jumped off the building.

The cuffs were suddenly clenched, Fang Qirui lowered his head subconsciously, and caught a glimpse of the frightened tears on Fang Qining's face.

Fang Qining was still speechless, he was speechless for a short time, tears were streaming from his out-of-focus eyes, his hand almost tore the suit open.

The assistant hung up the phone with an ugly face. In a short period of 1 minute, he had completed the work of making two calls. The first was to call the police, and the second was to the hospital just now.

The midday sun hung high in the sky, and the golden sunlight passed through the snow-white silver frost, melting a touch of greenery, and the remaining ray shone on the transparent and clean glass of the building.Fang Qirui hugged his younger brother tightly, dizzy for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened outside?"

The assistant's chest heaved violently, and he was only one year older than the prince in front of him. He was methodical in his work and handled many emergencies for Fang Qirui.But what happened today really made him shudder. He swallowed, approached Fang Qirui, and said in a low voice, "President Fang, outside...is Madam."

All the events of the day happened within a few hours, and the time was too short, which made the whole process somewhat unbelievable.

Fang Qining was taken away by his brother to his assistant, and he was completely isolated from the outside world. He could not make a sound, and silently bumped his head against the driver's seat.

The assistant had a sad face. Even if he was killed, he would not have expected such a scene today. He stopped in front of a red light, turned his head and said to Qin Ning, "Master Biao, I beg you, I will work for Mr. Fang, what are you doing?" It's not something I can refuse. That's right, that's your aunt over there, and that's Mr. Fang's own mother! Mr. Fang really doesn't know how to deal with it, so you just stay safe for a while. I'll take you to the hospital now. I'll wait to see what's going on. The doctor will talk."

Among the close people like assistants, the Fang family uniformly claimed that Fang Qining was Qi Manrong's nephew. Her mother left early, and her father didn't care about anything, so she took her back to Fang's family to raise him.

Fang Xining's heart was hit hard by the sound of Young Master Cousin. It was the first time he regretted not crying and messing around in front of his parents. Even if there was a [-]% chance that his parents would reveal his identity, today it would not be just a "court" Master" situation.

Fang Xining's beautiful eyes were blurred with tears, he stopped disturbing the assistant's driving, and a sentence was engraved in his mind.

—That’s my mother too.

What happened afterwards was very clear. Fang Qining listened to the doctor's speech in a daze, saying that he lost his voice due to stress, it didn't matter, and he would return to normal soon.

The heating was turned on in the cold and white ward, and Fang Qining was trapped in a room less than ten square meters. Seeing the assistant walking back and forth inside and outside the ward holding his mobile phone from time to time, Fang Qining finally gave him the death order.

He was stuffed into the car just like that, and the documents were handed over to the assistant.Fang Qining called Fang Qirui more than 30 times while waiting at the airport, but no one answered.He finally remembered that he was not alone, so he called his boyfriend at the time, Lu An, with tears.

Two or three hours after losing her voice, the voice she was able to speak was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was mixed with Fang Qining's obvious crying voice.He kept saying that he didn't want to leave, but he couldn't directly reveal his experience to Lu An.

The assistant urged him from outside the bathroom partition, "Young master, let's go, it's too late."

Nancheng didn't have a direct flight to the UK, so it made a stop in Hong Kong, and it took ten hours to land.

The assistant settled everything for him, and even stayed with him for one night, and waited until the next day to book a flight back home.Fang Qining's new card only has one person's contact information, and he has no choice but to call Fang Qirui.

Fang Qining lowered his eyelashes, this is the whole picture of that day two and a half years ago.

He recounted everything that happened that day to Lu An, and when he finished speaking, his whole body seemed to be soaked in sweat, and he fell on the cashmere carpet and shook violently.

During the whole process of Qi Manrong's death, Fang Qining seemed to have never existed.Fang Qirui was blameless in anything related to Fang Qining, and he could afford to say that everything was perfect.At least after Lu An finished listening to him, there was obvious shock and sadness on his face.

He went to restore the scene on the day Qi Manrong died, and also learned that his boyfriend's mother did not die of drug overdose as the outside world said.

Empathy for those you love is an innate gift.It's one thing to conjecture, it's quite another to actually hear him spell out how things really look.

Witnessing his mother's death with his own eyes, Fang Qining's happy and peaceful life began to fall apart at that moment.Since then, he has continued to accept successive slanders and blows, stepping on his mother's corpse to explore the bloodthirsty vegetation that has grown in the dark for a long time.

For Fang Xining, it was no less than a brutal massacre.

Fang Xining took a deep breath, "Now you know, it's not only because of my blind trust in my mother as a child, but also because I saw her with my own eyes that day. Until the moment before her death, her state couldn't be sucking What a poisoned person should look like."

Lu An was silent for a long time, then bent down|to wrap his arms around him, and pulled Fang Qining up from the carpet.Fang Qining lost his balance and fell on top of him.Lu An took advantage of the situation and hugged the person, breathing heavily on Fang Xining's neck.

In such a delicate atmosphere, Fang Qining was a little embarrassed, but instead comforted the other party clumsily, "It's okay, I can't be immersed in sadness forever, otherwise how can I complain for her. I am also doing a good job of healing. It will be low and restless, but most of the time it's fine."

Fang Qining whispered to him: "Lu An, you already know... don't treat me like a patient, but treat me like a normal person, okay?"

Lu An's slender fingers inserted | into his hair, gently leaning on his shoulders.He took a deep breath, and it seemed inappropriate to express his heartfelt words at this time, so he said——

"it is good."