Another example is that Fu Tingyuan married Bai Zhiyan for the medical expenses of Bai Zhi Yan.

However, he knew Xiao Fengting and the white night. Their relationship could not have been so close without the accumulation of time.

Perhaps, Fu Tingyuan knew them before she knew him.

But she didn't care.

If it was luonanchu before, she would break the casserole and ask after the end. Now, she has no strength to think about those things.

She just felt tired.

*

when Ronan first left the hospital, it was a week later.

Take out stitches in the palm, the wound has not healed, and a long scar may be left in the future.

Fu Tingyuan rubs that layer of blood scab, in the heart is very not taste.

I always feel that after being with him, there are more and more scars on Ronan's body.

But she is not a scarred constitution. After the wound is healed, the surface will be intact as before, as if those bloody wounds had never happened, and no matter what kind of ulceration happened in the wound.

Sometimes I think that she is really a person who looks like the same as the inside. In fact, the whole thing inside is rotten.

……

Ronan was lazy like a cat at first.

Fu Tingyuan took her out of the car, watched her shrink in his arms and yawned. He bowed his head and kissed her small face: "want to sleep?"

"A little sleepy." Her voice was tired and her little face rubbed against his chest.

Fu Tingyuan's tone became softer and softer: "I'll take you to bed. What would you like to eat in the evening? Would you like some cheesecake? I'll bring you a box after work in the afternoon

Ronan raised his eyelids and looked at him lazily, smiling and kissing him on the chin: "Mr. Fu, you are very kind to me."

Fu Tingyuan carried her upstairs and personally sent her to bed.

When the man fell asleep, he opened the door and went out.

The housekeeper stood at the door and bowed his head respectfully.

"Don't disturb her in the afternoon." He said as he buttoned up his sleeves.

"Yes."

The housekeeper raised his head and watched Fu Tingyuan disappear in the corridor.

……

Near the end of work, the housekeeper carefully called Fu Tingyuan: "Mr. Fu, when will you be back?"

"What's the matter?"

"Miss Luo I'm packing. " The housekeeper stood at the door, reporting to Fu Tingyuan, and watching Luo Nanchu fold her pajamas into a suitcase in her bedroom with a sad look on her face. Didn't you come back at noon? Why did she start packing as soon as she woke up?

He really can't understand how Luo Nanchu and Fu Tingyuan are now.

“……” Fu Tingyuan was quiet for a moment, and then the housekeeper heard the vague voice of "farewell". For a moment, the man's voice with a little coldness came from the mobile phone again, "don't let her go out before I come back."

Finish saying, then hang up the phone.

"Ah..."

The housekeeper stood by the door, peeped into the bedroom, and then sighed bitterly.

When Fu Tingyuan came back, Luonan had already packed all her daily necessities.

He stepped into the bedroom and looked at the two suitcases arranged on the ground. Then he looked up at luonanchu, who was changing clothes. He asked quietly, "ChuChu, where do you want to play? Why didn't you tell me? My company is still a little busy recently. After a while, we will go out for a tour together, OK? "