"Sister Shuang, how do you know if you can cure it if you don't try?"

Fu Shuang didn't want to say more, so he left sullenly.

He Xian hurriedly caught up with her, grabbed her arm and looked at her stubbornly: "Why are you so pessimistic? You should at least try!"

Fu Shuang smiled bitterly: "ah Xian, do you know what disease I have?"

He Xian subconsciously wanted to blurt out that he knew, but the words turned a corner to his mouth, patted Fu Shuang on the shoulder and offered sincere comfort: "no matter what disease it is, there is hope only after it is cured. If it is not cured, there will be no hope at all."

Reason told Fu Shuang that he Xian was right.

However, the reality is that she can't see hope at all.

She sighed sadly and walked into the elevator with her head down.

Hexian followed with a worried face.

"Ah Xian, my situation is more complicated. Ordinary psychologists can't cure it. Even if you invite an internationally famous doctor, the doctor says he hasn't seen me like this. Forget it, I don't want to waste my energy."

Hexian has just seen what happened in the room through monitoring, but Fu Shuang gave up so easily, which he can't accept at all.

Although he also knows that if everything Fu Shuang says is true, I'm afraid this psychological barrier will be with her for a lifetime.

"Sister Shuang, you... I..."

"Ah Xian, thank you." Fu Shuang grinned with a bitter smile.

Anyway, the boy really took her words seriously and took pains to find a doctor for her. Although it didn't help, she was very grateful.

"I'm living on Lvyang Shuian with my two children now. If there's nothing wrong, I should rarely go to work before the kindergarten starts. Ah Xian, if you have anything, help yourself."

He Xian frowned and said unhappily, "are you driving me away?"

"How could it be? But I don't go to work. I'm afraid you don't like to go to heaven alone. You might as well go back to Rongcheng to accompany your family."

He Xian bit his lips and remained silent for a while. When the elevator stopped, he looked at Fu Shuang and said, "aren't you going to see your brother? I'll go with you."

Fu Shuang subconsciously refused: "it won't bother you. I'll go alone."

He Xian's face sank, his eyebrows frowned and his face was depressed.

Fu Shuang hurriedly explained: "my brother must have no face to see people when something like this happens. If I take you there, he will be in a mood. Ah Xian, I don't mean anything else. I'm just a man. No matter how useless it is, I have strong self-esteem. I don't want my brother to be too shameless."

He Xian waved his hand to show that he could understand.

"Well, I'll go back to Rongcheng first. If you need my help, talk at any time."

"Yes." Fu Shuang nodded and agreed.

Hexian watched her get on the bus and turned away lonely.

As soon as he returned to his room, he ordered a table of wine and vegetables and poured himself.

My heart is stuffy and blocked badly.

I can't tell what's wrong, but the whole person is bad.

Maybe he was really robbed in his life.

When Fu Shuang returned to Lvyang waterfront, he found two children playing in the yard with dogs.

On a hot day, the sun in the evening can still dry people. The two children's faces are full of sweat. They wipe them with dirty little hands. The flowers don't slip away. Autumn is like a beaver cat.

"Why are you outside? It's so hot. Why don't you go inside?" Fu Shuang looked at the two red and black faces and was very distressed.

Liu Ma stood under the eaves of the corridor, watching over the children.

"Young lady, the young master and the young lady refused to enter the house. They said they would wait for you and the young master to come back. How can I persuade them not to listen." Mrs. Liu spread her hands and looked helpless.

The two children looked at Fu Shuang with a smile and called their mother. Their eyes were full of love.

Fu Shuang shook his head, but could not say anything to blame. He could only lead the two children to wash their faces and hands.

"Don't wait outside in the future. It's too hot. Beware of heatstroke. If Mom and dad are not at home, you can watch TV and play games with grandma Liu in the house."

The two children agreed with a smile. They were tired of paying frost, and their eyes were not willing to move away from her.

Fu Shuang saw that they didn't listen at all. He couldn't help being funny and distressed.

"It's time for school to begin. Tomorrow, my mother will take you to buy some schoolbags and stationery. Xiao yu'er will be in grade one next year. She will start learning to write, and Xiao yue'er will also learn to count."

"Mom, I'll count from one to a hundred!" Xiaoyuer raised her small hand for praise.

Xiao yu'er was also unwilling to fall behind: "Mom, I can write my name!"

Fu Shuang looked at the proud smiling faces of the children and felt very unhappy.

Many children of other families are good at singing and dancing at this age. However, it is difficult for brother and sister to live at home. How can they have the opportunity to learn talent?

In the evening, after Xu muzhou came back, Fu Shuang discussed with him and wanted to send the children to sign up for an interest class or something and learn something.

"They also said before that other children can sing, dance, play piano and martial arts. They also want to learn."

"Then take them to the children's palace and learn what they like."

"I think so too. I don't ask them to learn much skills and cultivate a few interests."

Xu muzhou looked at her silently, his heart aching.

She dotes on her two children so much that she really likes them and wants them.

If they can really have their own children, she will be happier.

Unfortunately, he gave her countless wealth and gave her wholehearted love, but he couldn't give her a child that really belonged to them.