Chapter 211

At that time, he didn't know what death was. He suddenly thought of this. When he asked Bo Fu and Bo mu, they were very taboo about death. In their and his impression, death is unlucky, dark, even terrible, they can not face the word death calmly.

At that time, Bo Fu and Bo Mu would avoid talking about death with him. Instead, they used obscure metaphors to explain death to him, and sometimes even interrupted him. Maybe many parents can't talk about the absence of their loved ones with their children.

"Silly child, death is something everyone will experience, but mom and dad are still far away from death. Maybe even when you grow up and get old, there will be other people who will continue to love you without mom and Dad, you know? Just like my grandfather will die one day, but you see, I love my mother with you. "

Fu Xicheng nodded, and then he obediently lay in the quilt: "Dad, you go to talk to mom, she cried so sad, mom, she certainly does not understand."

"Well, go to sleep. I'll go and see my mother."

"Well, good night, Dad."

"Good night."

After he went out of Fu Xicheng's room, he quickly went back to his bedroom and pushed the door open. He saw Fu Xiaoning sitting on the bed alone, still wearing the daytime clothes.

He sighed and went to sit down beside Fu Xiaoning. Fu Xiaoning was not crying, but he sat still in a daze.

He reached out to hold Fu Xiaoning's face, and then slightly forced her face toward himself, but Fu Xiaoning's eyes were dark, as if he could not see the person in front of her.

So he lowered his head to Fu Xiaoning's eyes, two nose tip opposite, Fu Xiaoning just slowly struggled for a while, game into catch up with her.

"I'll go waterproof and take a shower first, eh?"

Fu Xiaoning nods and kisses her gently, then gets up and goes to the bathroom.

Adjust the water temperature, take Fu Xiaoning in, then take off her clothes, put her in the bathtub and sit in.

Fu Xiaoning didn't give him any response all the time. He quietly gave Fu Xiaoning a good bath and hair, then wrapped her in a bath towel and put her on the bed. During this period, Fu Xiaoning has always been extremely sleepy. He knows that Fu Xiaoning's heart must be very uncomfortable now. If she doesn't know anything like Fu Xicheng, it's OK.

But she knew that if Fu Jiaxiong died, she would never see him again. Especially now in front of her choice is so embarrassing, choose which one will let his heart feel guilty.

Game into Fu Xiaoning's head moved to his legs, and then blow her hair, hair fragrance continuously into his nose, breath is Fu Xiaoning refreshing fragrance. But now Fu Xiaoning is curled up in his arms, like a small animal seriously injured, curling up and licking his wound alone.

Fu Xiaoning's fingers were interspersed in his hair. Then he heard her ask, "what should I do?"

Just a low murmur, she fell into a net, can't find a way out, no matter how to choose, is treason, will let Fu Jiaxiong pain.

Fu Xiaoning said to himself, "if I listen to my father and let him leave the hospital, he may die soon. But if I let him continue to treat, it's against his will. If I let him continue to suffer, and continue to treat, he may not last long

Fu Xiaoning turned over, and then held the game into a strong waist. Soon, the game achievement felt a burst of damp heat in his abdomen, and Fu Xiaoning's tears seemed to flow forever. It's really strange that Fu Jiaxiong didn't give her much love at all, and she didn't feel the warmth of family and father's love in Fu Jiaxiong.

But really to this kind of know the future will soon face the moment of parting, Fu Xiaoning or shed a lot of tears for him.

When the game became impossible, he picked up Fu Xiaoning and looked at her choking. He had to wipe her tears with his thumb and then hold her in his arms. Game into ruthlessly closed his eyes: "simply listen to dad and the doctor, we all try our best, the last period of time, let him happily through it."

"Good." Fu Xiaoning closed his eyes.

Soon, Fu Jiaxiong was taken to Fu Xiaoning and Cheng's home, they took Fu Xicheng to pick him up. When she was discharged from hospital, Fu Xiaoning looked at Fu Jiaxiong's excited face. Her heart was sour and astringent. Those hidden emotions were too heavy to vent, but she didn't dare to cry any more.

The nanny cleaned up the room for Fu Jiaxiong early. It was Fu Jiaxiong's first time to play chess. He looked around. Although he knew that the family was rich, he was surprised when he saw the house.

He was also a superficial person and had no pursuit. He knew that his time was running out, so he might as well stay here for a while and leave as soon as possible. Now he only hopes that the game can deal with Xiaoning and Fuxi well, so that they have no worries about food and clothing, and it's better to love them all the time.He has no ability and has never given Fu Xiaoning a better life, so he still hopes that Fu Xiaoning can use all her bad luck and misfortune to be his daughter. If you want to say that in his life, Fu Xiaoning is the one who is most worried and feels most in debt.

Fu Xicheng is not very worried. After all, he is the son of Bo Cheng and the eldest grandson of Bo family. He doesn't need to worry about his future.

However, Fu Xiaoning's career has just started again, and she has a long way to go. Although Fu Jiaxiong hates her and treats her very well, he is still worried about how long the love can last and how long he can protect Fu Xiaoning. Love and other things are too vague. Fu Jiaxiong is afraid.

If the game turns out to be something again, Fu Xiaoning is afraid that he can no longer bear it. As a father, he fails to protect his daughter.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiaxiong's eyes are fixed on the game. This man, he always knows that he is excellent, but there are too many daughters who throw their arms to him. Although he is an old man, he still knows the news. He is afraid that his daughter will suffer losses.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiaxiong still feels that he has to have a good talk with game Cheng before he leaves. Although game Cheng still loves Fu Xiaoning, who knows what life will be like if love lasts longer?