Chapter 539

Hearing the name of Fu Jingzhi, the people on the scene couldn't help feeling a little solemn. For so many years, Fu Jingzhi's reputation among these people can be said to be really well-known, and Monroe took Fu Jingzhi as a reason, and naturally none of them dared to say more.

Seeing that Meng Luo was really worried, he didn't say much. Let Monroe go, they just enjoy themselves.

And here's Fu Jingzhi, after giving an account of Monroe, he thought about the girl who was waiting. All felt that the children seemed to be within reach and had completed the things in their hearts. Fu Jingzhi felt deeply relieved.

While lighting another cigarette, while holding his chin leisurely thinking about who to call out for their own selection. After all, Fu Jingzhi also attaches great importance to children's affairs. It seems to be a little rash to choose by himself.

At this time, Fu Jingzhi knew that he was reckless. Thank God for that. He didn't realize how shocking he was. However, everything seems to be reasonable when it comes to Fu Jingzhi. This man seems to be born with convincing power. No wonder Meng Luo is just digging out his heart and lungs for Fu Jingzhi.

In fact, giving birth to a child is reckless and ridiculous to others, but it is actually the most normal thing for Fu Jingzhi. In fact, because of his mother's tragic death, Fu Jingzhi had a positive contact with death when he was very young.

Although he felt warm enough in his grandparents' home, there was a forbidden area in Fu Jingzhi's heart, but no one could step into it.

He never said to others that Fu Jingzhi thought he would die young one day. In other words, Fu Jingzhi has a terrible premonition of his own fate, just like a man with a bad life. He really feels that his life is not long.

To be honest, Fu Jingzhi insists on having a general examination every year. Although every time there was no problem and he was healthy, Fu Jingzhi felt that he would die in the future.

There is no scientific basis. This is the terrible intuition in Fu Jingzhi's heart. Because of this, Fu Jingzhi will strive to live happily. One side is to numb the nerves of Fu's family, the other side is unknown, but Fu Jingzhi lives every day as the last day.

The death of his mother has brought a great impact on Fu Jingzhi's soul, which no one knows. In fact, on the night of Su Rourou's suicide, the first person to see her mother's body was Fu Jingzhi. At that time, Fu Jingzhi, who was only eight years old, was very dependent on her mother.

Usually also often coquetry with his mother to go to bed, he always sleep not very stable, and then in the middle of the night he touched his mother's bed to sleep. Holding his mother's warm body always gives Fu Jingzhi extra peace of mind.

For this son, Su Rourou is also very doting. She was originally a light sleeper, and after she married to the Fu family, she didn't have a pleasant thing. She was always worried about insomnia day by day.

Every day Fu Jingzhi just sneaks to the bedside, Su Rourou will open her eyes in time. The Convention is to reprimand Fu Jingzhi for relying on his mother for her pettiness, but soon he will look at Fu Jingzhi's bare feet with heartache, and then reluctantly embrace Fu Jingzhi to his bed and sleep.

The next morning, Su Rourou was afraid that the people of Fu family knew that Fu Jingzhi was so big that she couldn't sleep well. It's not good to say that Fu Jing is delicate. In the Fu family, even Su Rourou has to be careful everywhere.

So the next day, Fu Jingzhi would wake up in his own bed, because his mother took him back early. The dream of the night seems to be a dreamland, but little Fu Jingzhi remembers it very clearly.

It was a secret between him and his mother, a secret no one knew.

He is always full of joy, as if with his mother to guard the secret. Children are always full of all kinds of strange fantasies. Even when Fu Jingzhi was a child, he always felt that his mother had magic, so that he could have a night's dream.

That night Su Rourou committed suicide, everything was normal. No one can foresee such a thing. Even Fu Jingzhi's uneasy heart that his father brought other women home was pacified by his mother's gentle smile.

Although Fu Jingzhi is only eight years old, he is sensitive and intuitive about things at home. After su Rourou coaxed Fu Jingzhi to sleep that day, Fu Jingzhi always felt uncomfortable.

As usual, he was awakened by a terrible nightmare in the middle of the night. Little Fu Jingzhi opened his eyes, only the dim bedside lantern covered the faint outline of the room.

Next to the curtain of the balcony lazily fluttering, hot weather, mother specially opened a small window. Suddenly a gust of wind came, and the whole curtain was blown up. Fu Jingzhi saw the flowers behind the curtain.

Su Rou is a girl who has been raised by her family since she was a child. She thinks that when she raises flowers, she can make her heart calm down, which is also a good time for self-cultivation.

In the eight years of growing up with Fu Jingzhi, Su Rourou actually made a lot of efforts for her depression. Just like the flowers outside the window of Fu Jing, Su Rourou found something to divert her attention under the doctor's advice.As a child, Su Rourou often brought Fu Jingzhi to water and cultivate these flowers. The flowers really grew very well. Fu Jingzhi often sat on the grass and let his mother gently hold him in the lazy sun.

Usually so brilliant flowers, Su Rourou is very beautiful. In such a gust of wind, Fu Jingzhi suddenly found that the beautiful flowers were gone. Only the bare branches and leaves sway slightly with the night wind, the most brilliant flowers are now a bit more gloomy under the night.

Fu Jingzhi was shocked and went to see it again. The wind had stopped and the curtains had fallen, blocking the view. But Fu Jingzhi's startled heart couldn't stop. He just felt that something bad was about to happen.

After a child has an accident, he will always subconsciously go to his mother, not to mention that Fu Jingzhi is extremely dependent on his mother. Fu Jingzhi jumped out of bed and touched his mother's room barefoot as usual.

He stood on tiptoe to push the door open gently, but a burst of wheezing came into his voice. Children always have their own curiosity. Fu Jingzhi peeks through the crack of the door, but sees two people who are entangled in the warm yellow light.

That woman's voice is very sharp, as if one can not bear what kind of blow. Look very painful appearance, seems to be very poor, the pressure on the woman is his father.

Looking at his father bullying others like this, Fu Jingzhi is a little uneasy. Want to go up to help others, but due to the usual father's strict attitude and fear.

Children are the smartest, although Fu Jingzhi doesn't understand what's going on inside. But vaguely know a oneself can't go in, he saw that woman is not his mother.

His eyes carefully turned around the room, but he didn't see his mother. Today, my father brought others back, and my mother went to sleep in the guest room next door.

Fu Jingzhi, who was originally looking for his mother, never hesitated after finding her mother's whereabouts. Quietly closed the door of the master bedroom, turned to the guest room.

When Fu Jingzhi opened the door and went in, the room was dark. He wanted to scare his mother, so he covered his mouth secretly, and then went in with a light step.

I have been standing by the bed for a long time, but my mother didn't move. At this time in the past, Su Rourou had already woken up, turned on the light and looked at Fu Jingzhi with a smile.

Fu Jingzhi has always felt that he stepped on the floor above barefoot can feel the cool, mother did not have any movement. Fu Jing's heart doubts, can't help but own initiative to turn on the bedside lamp.

When the warm yellow light shines in the room again, Fu Jingzhi can see the mother on the bed clearly. Little handsome face frowned, this kind of mother even let Fu Jingzhi feel terrible.

Su Rourou is wearing a white skirt and quietly lying on the bed, not the pajamas that Fu Jing is used to. On the contrary, the makeup is exquisite, just like going to the party, with long hair and soft hair scattered behind, and the eyebrows and eyes are still gentle.

There is no quilt, hands gracefully folded in the chest. Holding in the hand is the rose that was originally outside the window of Fu Jing! Rose was tied into a bunch of flowers, gorgeous things can not be square.

The rose picked in the second half of the night has already faintly withered. But did not hide the original flamboyant gorgeous, in Su Rourou slender hands more beautiful.

The white skirt and red rose set off Su rourourou's face a little more beautiful. She also played some blushes, and the pink lipstick was like she was a girl.

This kind of mother, beautiful let Fu Jingzhi only feel frightened. He just felt that his mother would disappear in front of him in the next second. Fu Jingzhi grabbed her hand subconsciously, but her tentacles only felt cold.

That is a kind of abnormal cold, and the impression of mother's warmth is not the same, let Fu Jingzhi the whole person with shiver. He held his hands tightly, as if he could warm his mother with him in the next second.