Landing On My Heart

It was already 10:30 in the evening when we returned to Huguang Mansion.

It was not late at night at this point, but the surrounding area was already quiet.The car drove steadily to the door, Fu Mingyu looked up, only the lights on the first floor were on, and occasionally a figure swayed under the lights.

The door was closed tightly, and when Fu Mingyu stepped up the first step, there were several sounds of scratching the door.

As Aunt Luo opened the door, the golden retriever jumped out and circled around Fu Mingyu's legs.

Fu Mingyu didn't rush in, and bent down to play with Doudou for a while.

He Lanxiang came out wrapped in a shawl, leaned against the door and looked at it for a while, "Okay, Aunt Luo is going to take Doudou for eye drops, come in."

Hearing this, Fu Mingyu looked at Doudou's head for a while, "Sick?"

"Eyes are inflamed." He Lanxiang glanced at him sideways, "I don't care about my dog, and I don't even know it's sick."

After finishing speaking, he walked in, Fu Mingyu turned around and asked Aunt Luo: "Is she in a bad mood today?"

Luo Aiyi took a secret look at He Lanxiang's back, and nodded quietly.

After entering the house, Aunt Luo found the medicine and called Doudou to go to the side to apply the medicine.

"Let me do it." Fu Mingyu took the potion from her hand and walked to the sofa, and Doudou followed him wagging his tail.

He Lanxiang sat on the sofa flipping through a book and remained silent.

The whole room was very quiet, only Doudou called out from time to time.

After all, it is a dog, no matter how good it is usually, it is still dishonest when it comes to medicine.

Fu Mingyu didn't drop the medicine several times, put down the medicine impatiently, and said to Aunt Luo beside him, "You should do it."

Doudou is already five years old, and was sent to Fu's family just two months after she was born.

At first, He Lanxiang was not sure whether to keep them or not. She didn't like cats and dogs, but she felt lonely at home alone on weekdays.The eldest son Fu Shengyu is stationed in the foreign business department all the year round, and he can't see him several times throughout the year.The youngest son is in the country, but it is no different from not being there, and he doesn't say a few words when he is in front of him.

At that time, He Lanxiang was hesitant, but Fu Mingyu said he could stay.

Doudou is now five years old, and he is close to Fu Mingyu on weekdays. Fu Mingyu is also very patient with him, and occasionally even bathes him himself.

It's the first time I've seen him look so impatient like today.

He Lanxiang looked at him sideways, "Have you encountered something unsatisfactory at work today?"

"No."

"Then what happened to you?"

"It's nothing."

He Lanxiang flipped through the book vigorously, and looked at him coldly, "The older you get, the more boring you will be."

Fu Mingyu stopped talking and got up to go upstairs.

The aunt who was doing housekeeping passed by him with some sundries. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw an open box in her hand, inside which was a neatly folded silk scarf with the word "Xian" embroidered on it.

There was only a pause for a second, and the aunt was keenly aware of his gaze, and stopped to ask: "What's the matter? Is there any problem?"

Fu Mingyu asked: "What is this?"

Based on his understanding of He Lanxiang, she usually doesn't have silk scarves with embroidered characters.

Even if there is, it will only be clothes embroidered with the word "Xiang" specially customized for her by the brand.

Sure enough, He Lanxiang on the side said, "It's a gift from someone else."

After finishing speaking, she flipped through the book in her hand and murmured in a low voice: "I don't know what I'm showing off, who would wear a silk scarf embroidered with someone else's name, if the pattern didn't look so beautiful, I would use it to wipe the table. "

Hearing the desire to complain in He Lanxiang's tone, Fu Mingyu hurried upstairs.

It's a pity that the sky was not as good as people wished, and he was stopped when he walked halfway.

"By the way, I forgot if you didn't mention this." He Lanxiang put down the book and looked up at Fu Mingyu, "Mr. It's fine if you think about others, it's not appropriate for Mr. Zheng to invite me to show up, so remember to go together."

The Zheng in He Lanxiang's mouth always started as a hotel, and he is also a partner with the airline company. In fact, He Lanxiang doesn't need to remind him of this, Fu Mingyu will naturally show up.

"Also, your natural pearl necklace..."

He Lanxiang suddenly changed his smiling face, and looked at Fu Mingyu teasingly, "I think it's been at home for several days, do you still want to give it away?"

That day she asked Fu Mingyu a question, guessing in her heart that he bought it as a gift.

The necklace, of course, was given to a girl, and the price of this natural pearl was quite high, which showed that the girl's status was naturally extraordinary.

Unexpectedly, it has been a few days, and the pearl has been left untouched at home.

He Lanxiang only turned on a warm yellow floor lamp, while Fu Mingyu had already walked up the stairs, and he couldn't see his expression clearly from such a distance, so he said, "Send it to Mrs. Zheng."

He Lanxiang snorted softly, slightly dissatisfied, and muttered: "I don't know if people like these vulgar things."

Mrs. Zheng was the one who gave He Lanxiang the silk scarf, and her name was Dong Xian.

She is a painter, engaged in art, and she is different from someone like He Lanxiang who opens a gallery just to make money.

But He Lanxiang and her are not at odds, after all, people like them always want to maintain the harmony on the surface.

It's just that He Lanxiang doesn't like her fake arrogance on weekdays.

For example, the silk scarf she gave this time looked like she was giving some worthless gifts to her friends in a calm manner. The focus was on her heart, and the pattern on it was drawn by herself.

But who didn't know that the brand that designed and made silk scarves for her was notoriously difficult to find, and even He Lanxiang didn't have this customized silk scarf yet.

Thinking of this, He Lanxiang thought again: I don't know what to commemorate the second marriage, I don't want my son to go yet, it's unlucky.

Fortunately, Fu Mingyu left quickly, otherwise he would have to listen to He Lanxiang's nagging, and his already bad mood would be even worse.

And when he went to the second floor and saw the string of pearl necklaces that Aunt Luo had put in place, he felt even more irritable.

This necklace was indeed bought for Ruan Sixian, and the price is indeed expensive.

When I went to Lincheng that time, I found out about Ruan Sixian's past when I boarded the plane.Later, he went directly to Paris because of work, and when he came back, he wanted to have a talk with Ruan Sixian.

Or rather, apologize to her.

In Fu Mingyu's life, he really lacked experience in "apology".

So he thought, pick an expensive gift and externalize his apology, lest the ancestor feel that he is not sincere because of his reticence.

But now, Fu Mingyu still has that song echoing in his mind, and at the same time, all kinds of things during this period of time are also emerging.

Suddenly, I felt that there was no need, no need at all.

Still apologizing?

It's not his fault alone, tolerating her time and time again is already his biggest setback.

What's more, what Ruan Sixian did has already exceeded his endurance limit.

Meanwhile, the flight, which had been delayed for several hours due to weather, finally took off.

When waiting before, the passengers were emotionally unstable, and the crew could not calm down. Later, the captain personally came forward to calm down the passengers.

After entering the level flight cruising state, Captain Fan asked for a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and asked co-pilot Yu: "When did you get married?"

"Next year." Co-pilot Yu said with a smile, "Why, do you want to teach me some experience?"

Captain Fan waved his hands again and again, "No, no, women are the same when they get married, you just need to be a grandson."

After speaking, she turned around and asked Ruan Sixian, "Xiao Ruan, do you have a boyfriend?"

Before Ruan Sixian could answer, Co-pilot Yu said, "Here we go again, Captain Fan, you are only in your early fifties, why have you already started to like being a matchmaker? Could it be that you got off the plane every day but didn't go home? Are you going to dance in the square?"

"Go!" Captain Fan pretended to slap him, and then said with a smile, "Let me just ask, Xiao Ruan is so good, should he have a boyfriend?"

Ruan Sixian said no, Captain Fan nodded and said nothing more.

But after a few minutes, he still couldn't hold back, and turned back to ask: "Um... my son is 24 this year, one year younger than you, he will graduate soon, and he has all the jobs signed, and he is in the research institute."

"Come on, let me say the next sentence for you." Co-driver Yu continued, "Little Ruan, do you want to get acquainted with my son?"

Captain Fan did not refute, and looked at Ruan Sixian with a smile.

Just left a banquet yesterday, Ruan Sixian didn't have time to contact another one, but it's hard to speak directly.

"I don't think much about that right now."

"Ah?" Co-driver Yu asked in amazement, "Haven't you considered it yet?"

Captain Fan glared at him and said, "It's okay, it's okay, career is the most important thing, why don't you tell me what you like, and I'll help you pay attention. I still know a lot of single captains, researchers. , are all promising young people.”

He said it was for Ruan Sixian's attention, but actually he wanted to hear Ruan Sixian's criteria for choosing a mate and see if his son was suitable.

Under the curious eyes of the two, Ruan Sixian lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and a face appeared in her mind strangely.

"I like humble ones."

"Self-aware."

Captain Fan asked: "That's it? It's too abstract, what's more specific? Occupation, height, appearance, etc."

He saw Ruan Sixian thinking of something, with a strange expression on his face.

"Occupation, just be serious. You don't need to earn a lot of money. You don't need to be too tall. I don't like people who are too tall. As for looks..."

She paused.

"Ordinary is fine."

Otherwise it is easy to be narcissistic.

Co-driver Yu said: "Your requirements are not high. It seems that you are a person who values ​​feelings."

Ruan Sixian didn't speak any more.

Who doesn't focus on feeling in a relationship, but it's a pity that feeling is the most difficult thing to figure out.

Two hours later, the plane landed in Jiangcheng.

Due to the delay, Ruan Sixian arrived home at two o'clock in the morning, took a shower and fell asleep without a dream all night.

Immediately after the arrival of June, it means that the peak season of aviation begins, and there are more and more flights.

Ruan Sixian's daily life is the airport and home at two o'clock and one line, and occasionally she has time to sit in Bian Xuan's shop, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

This morning, Ruan Sixian went out for a run, and when she was waiting for the elevator, she saw the number stopped at the 18th floor.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Fu Mingyu in Mingchen for more than half a month.

Business trip?

It doesn't seem to be the case. Two days ago, she caught a glimpse of Fu Mingyu in the company.

Just as she was thinking, the elevator door suddenly opened, Ruan Sixian almost thought she was hallucinating.

Isn't it, say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here?

In the elevator, Fu Mingyu naturally saw Ruan Sixian.

After staggering his eyes for a moment, he looked away, and there was no other movement.

He was busy until three o'clock last night, and he had another meeting this morning, so he stayed here for one night.

In fact, it has always been like this.

Ruan Sixian walked in and stood on both sides of him. They didn't speak for a while, as if they didn't know each other.

In the confined space, the atmosphere was really embarrassing.

The elevator descended steadily and stopped on the eighth floor.

Ruan Sixian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Since the Labrador came in from the eighth floor last time, she had remembered this floor, and every time she took the elevator and saw it stopped on the eighth floor, she would feel nervous for a while.

The elevator door opened slowly.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

What is she really thinking about today?

And today this Labrador is more energetic.

As soon as she came in, she jumped up and down in the elevator, and even scratched her paw on Ruan Sixian's pants.

Ruan Sixian was so frightened that she almost didn't cry out, she retreated to the corner and leaned against the wall.

This time it was a young girl who came out for a walk with the dog. She couldn't hold the dog, so she could only look at Ruan Sixian apologetically.

On the other hand, Fu Mingyu looked at the phone calmly, as if he didn't notice this scene at all.

No, I'm going to suffocate.

Ruan Sixian wanted to reach out to press the elevator, she wanted to go out immediately and wait for the next one, but unfortunately she was standing in the corner, and she didn't dare to move, her hand couldn't reach it at all.

At this moment, Fu Mingyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly moved.

——reached out and pressed the elevator on the fifth floor.

It happened that the elevator had just reached the sixth floor, and within a few seconds after Fu Mingyu pressed the button, the elevator stopped at the fifth floor.

The elevator door opened slowly, Fu Mingyu turned his head slightly, looked at Ruan Sixian, lowered his eyes, and lifted his chin slightly towards the door.

Meaning, you can please.

Ruan Sixian didn't notice how subtle his expression was, and stepped out in two or three steps.

While her mind was slightly settled, she breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say thank you to Fu Mingyu.

However, as soon as she turned around, she saw that the elevator doors were closing.

And Fu Mingyu still looked down at the phone, his expression was his expressionless expression.