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Chapter 37
Chapter 36
The man looked at him in surprise, "Who are you talking about?"
"Senior Brother Lu Chi, it's..."
Fan Xing thought he had forgotten it again, and was about to remind him, when he saw the man's deep eyes fell on him thoughtfully.
Fan Xing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and swallowed the words that followed, and hurriedly changed his words: "I... just ask casually."
Then he turned his back to the man, feeling a little annoyed, wondering why he asked such a thing, what does it have to do with him?
He Qingmo's eyes were stained with a sweet smile. It was rare for his conscience to find that he chose the latter between amusing the children and telling the truth, but his tone was very casual, "No."
Fan Xing was stunned, and the annoyed emotions dissipated inexplicably. He felt a little happy, but suddenly remembered something, turned over and sat up and looked at the man: "Really? But when Brother Lu Chi said that he was sick, You didn't sleep all night to take care of him."
He Qingmo frowned slightly: "Did he say that?"
Fan Xing nodded, and there was some doubt in his heart.
He Qingmo doesn't seem to be afraid of being lied about this kind of thing, so he definitely doesn't have it, but Lu Chi doesn't seem to be lying.
"Ah!" Fan Xing suddenly realized, "Could it be your brother that you forgot? When I first told you about Brother Lu Chi, you didn't remember him at all. Did you really take care of him? One night, but you yourself forgot?"
Seeing his determined look, He Qingmo was very impulsive and wanted to give him a beating on the bed, but since he still had a low-grade fever and the injury on his face, he endured it!
So he just dropped the phone and leaned over to force the child to the foot of the bed, looked at him, and said with a half-smile, "So do you believe in him or your husband? Huh?"
The child was instantly blessed and understood, and replied inarticulately: "You... I'm sleepy." Then he carefully grabbed the quilt and lay down.
The man squeezed his little face contentedly, and said with a smile, "That's right, go to sleep!" Then he turned off the bedside lamp on Fan Xing's side, but he was still busy.
After all his matters were dealt with, the children around him slept soundly again because of the efficacy of the medicine. The man tested the temperature on his forehead with his hand and made sure that the fever had completely subsided, so he was finally relieved.
When he was about to lie down, he suddenly remembered what Fan Xing had just said, and went out with his cell phone to call Song Yang.
"Check Lu Chi." He explained succinctly.
"Lu Chi?" Song Yang on the other end of the phone was obviously asleep and woken up. His mind was not very bright for a while, but he didn't realize it until five seconds later, "Is that the one from the School of Computer Science of Qing University?"
"Um."
"He... Yes." Song Yang was a little puzzled. After all, He Qingmo had never cared about these people before, but it was the second time to mention this Lu Chi. He even asked him before the last lecture at Qing University. Who is Lu Chi? We will investigate again this time. With this kind of treatment in He Qingmo, it shows that this Lu Chi is not an ordinary person.
However, Song Yang knew that He Qingmo didn't like to explain these things, so he didn't ask any more questions.
After He Qingmo finished explaining the matter, he was about to hang up, but Song Yang thought of something else, "The police contacted me, saying that the owner of the car accident had woken up and was drunk driving, so what happened last night Just an accident."
"Um."
"How is Fan Xing?" Song Yang asked.
"It's nothing." He Qingmo was a little tired and didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he just hung up the phone.
Song Yang was woken up by him, and he was not sleepy, so he called Xiao Yu, the boss of the imperial palace, and was about to ask about Lu Chi, but he didn't get through.
He couldn't sleep for the time being, so he made a dedicated phone call to Country M to find out about Grandma Fan Xing's condition.
Originally, He Qingmo asked him to pay attention to the situation of Fan Xing's grandmother. He arranged people, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he couldn't figure out what his boss was thinking, and he didn't want to waste his energy.
But now that he knows, he has to take care of the situation on the side of country M with twelve minutes of mind.
After all, it was the first time he saw He Qingmo so nervous last night.
Originally, they were investigating a project in a field, but they didn't plan to come back last night. After all, they were busy late.
As a result, as soon as he arrived at the hotel, after He Qingmo answered the phone, he drove back immediately overnight.
It was also in the neighboring city, and it took two hours to drive there. If it was farther away, Song Yang felt that last night's He Qingmo could just call the helicopter back.
After rushing all the way to the hospital, He Qingmo pushed the door and got out of the car without even stopping the car, and ran away.
Having seen such a He Qingmo, Song Yang felt that Fan Xing's position as the president's wife should be guaranteed.
Good! The provincial He Qingmo had nothing to do and asked him to go to the imperial palace to find someone, which was very troublesome.
Fan Xing slept for a full day and night. When he woke up, his fever subsided and he felt refreshed.
But the man beside him slept very deeply, and there was even a faint dark blue, and a few stubble stubble appeared from his chin. Even if he fell asleep, he could see a trace of decadence.
Fan Xing couldn't help reaching out, and the white fingertips gently landed on the man's face.
The sleeping man frowned slightly, obviously feeling disturbed.
Fan Xing hurriedly retracted his fingers and realized what he was doing just now. His face suddenly turned red, and he quickly got out of bed and ran out.
When washing his face, he was still reflecting on why he would do such a thing. He couldn't figure it out, but it came down to that He Qingmo was too good-looking, and he liked good-looking people.
After washing up, he went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Considering that He Qingmo couldn't wake up for a while, and 80% of the time he couldn't eat breakfast, so he just dealt with it casually, then changed his clothes and went to the vegetable market to buy fresh ingredients and came back to prepare lunch, which was prepared by He Qing. Ink's favorite food.
When the ingredients were almost ready, the doorbell rang.
He wiped his hands and ran over to take a look at the surveillance camera, and found that Fan Meixi and Gu Mingyu were standing at the door, as well as a man with golden glasses, Gu Yongchang.
Fan Xingding looked at the surveillance camera, but did not open the door or speak.
After there was no response, Fan Meixi took out her mobile phone and started calling, and then Fan Xing's mobile phone on the coffee table rang.
Fan Xing walked over to pick up the phone, his fingertips hesitated for a second between answering and hanging up, then put the phone away, turned around and planned to go to the kitchen to continue cooking, but saw He Qingmo lazily come downstairs and directly Go to the door.
Fan Xing hurriedly followed, and when he saw the man glanced at the surveillance camera, he was about to open the door and go out.
Fan Xing grabbed his arm subconsciously, "Brother, you... what are you... doing?"
Fan Xing has not forgotten the picture of the man doing it.
The man turned his head to look at him, and his gaze fell precisely on his injured left face. The redness and swelling had subsided, but the burn at the corner of his eye was even more dazzling.
"Go out and beat people!"
"Brother!" Fan Xing held the man's arm tightly and discussed in a good voice, "Forget it?"
The man is obviously not so good at talking, "Is it enough to beat my daughter-in-law?"
Fan Xing was a little embarrassed by his "daughter-in-law", so he couldn't help lowering his head and staggering the man's eyes, and said softly: "I know my brother is injustice for me, thank you. But can I handle this matter myself? I don't want to see it yet. them."
The man's eyes sank, his eyes fell on the child's red earlobe, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, and his tone was teasing: "You want to send me off just by saying thank you again? Is my husband so easy to kill?"
Fan Xing also knew that he should thank him, but the man suddenly mentioned this matter, which caught him off guard, and the man's attitude made him inexplicably a little nervous, he subconsciously replied: "I do all my brother at noon. Favorite dishes, is this okay?"
The man restrained himself from laughing, and then shook his head without discussion, "No way."
"What should my brother want me to do?" Fan Xing raised his head and glanced at the man softly.
"Um... kiss?"
ah?
The child looked at him with big eyes like a frightened little white rabbit, and then suddenly remembered something. He quickly glanced at the surveillance camera, and the Gu family was still ringing the doorbell persistently.
He couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed. He opened his mouth to discuss with the man, but the man took the lead and said, "They can't see it again. Besides, what if they see it? My husband can't be seen anymore?"
Fan Xing was speechless after being blocked by him, and when he saw the man's eyes full of teasing, he was clearly admiring his embarrassed appearance with joy. Said: "Is this all right?"
The man looked surprised: "Where did you kiss?"
"Huh?" Wrong again? Why can't kiss anywhere but let him kiss? Fan Xing was about to apologize when he saw the man suddenly lowered his head and leaned in front of him, pointing to his mouth, "This is what I said."
The two were too close, and when the man spoke, Fan Xing felt that their mouths were almost pressed together.
The little boy who hadn't recovered from the competitive kiss just now turned red, and instinctively stepped back to distance himself from the man, but he was wrapped around his waist by the man, and there was no way to retreat.
The man's deep voice sounded again, revealing a faint smile: "Didn't you say you want to thank your husband? Do you want to go back?"
"But..." Fan Xing put his hands on his chest and spoke softly, he wanted to say, "Didn't you let me kiss you last time?"
But when he met the man's eyes, he couldn't help swallowing, only to feel that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, which made him more flustered than the first time he kissed a man.
The man didn't rush, just looked at him with a light smile in his dark eyes, so he could see the foul!
Fan Xing felt that his brain must be broken. The doorbell kept ringing all the time. From his current angle, he could see the anxiously waiting appearance of the Gu family. .
Warm, soft, kind of like... marshmallows.
Colorful marshmallows popped up in Fan Xing's mind, and then the man's big hand clasped the back of his head. He was wrapped around his waist and turned around and pressed against the wall. The marshmallow suddenly went to him. in the mouth.
"Ugh..."
After Fan Xing realized what had happened, his brain suddenly started to run out of steam. His hands tightly grasped the clothes around the man's waist, the knuckles of his grasp were white, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even remember his breathing, and he was completely obedient and guided by the man.
Suddenly Fan Meixi's voice came in: "Fan Xing, is that Fan Xing? I'm mother..."
It turned out that when the man pressed him against the wall, his back accidentally touched the monitor and opened the call to the outside.
Fan Xing came back to his senses and pushed the man in a panic.
People are still at the door, but they are doing this kind of thing. The thin-skinned children are embarrassed and want to find a hole to dig in.
But the man who was still in the mood just loosened his lips slightly, pinched his chin, dropped a hoarse voice "focus", and kissed him again, the action was more intense than before.
The child is kissed with all kinds of meat and eight elements, the brain is deprived of oxygen, the whole person is soft, and it is impossible to resist. The only thought is, never make a sound, it will be heard outside!
The Gu family, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, had ugly expressions on their faces, not because they knew what was going on inside, but because they were worried about Fan Xing, no, to be precise, because of He Qingmo's attitude.
After all, He Qingmo's attitude determines the life and death of the Gu family.
If they didn't learn from Ji Jin yesterday that He Qingmo wouldn't let people come, they would have come yesterday.
After finally waiting until today, the family rushed out early in the morning, knocked on the door for a long time but no response, and Fan Xing's phone couldn't get through.
All these can be explained. No one was at home, and Fan Xing didn't hear the call.
But now that the call is connected, it is clear that there are people in the house, but they are just not allowed in.
Isn't this attitude obvious?
Gu Yongchang's face was gloomy and he didn't speak, just stared at Fan Meixi.
Fan Meixi didn't give up yet, and kept trying to call the door. After more calls, He Qingmo inside the door was on fire. He let go of the child and yelled at the monitor, "Go away!" Then he closed the call and lowered his head to continue.
The child whose brain was short-circuited by his kiss was finally woken up by his roar. Suddenly, he smelled a mushy smell in the air. He exclaimed, "It's over, my dish." Man, rushed into the kitchen.
The man whose mood was interrupted looked unhappy, silently made a note for the Gu family in his heart, and followed up with the kitchen.
I saw the child dump a pot of black things into the trash can, and then turned to wash the pot, but the person stood by the pool in a daze.
I don't know what I remembered, but the little face that has not yet faded from the crimson turned red into a tomato at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the child quickly shook his head to prevent himself from thinking wildly, but after turning around, he began to be in a daze again.
The man leaned against the door and watched him for a long time, but he didn't notice it.
After washing the pot with great difficulty, he turned his head and bumped into the man's eyes, and his whole body froze. The next second, his whole body turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said softly, "There is so much oil smoke in the kitchen, my brother should go out. Bar."
The man shook his head: "That's not good, I'll accompany you." After that, he really leaned against the door and didn't leave.
In fact, this was not the first time he stood here watching Fan Xing cook. In fact, if he was at home and not working, he would always come into the kitchen. Fan Xing was quite used to it.
But today, Fan Xing's mind was frozen, standing in front of the cooking table, looking at the ingredients prepared before, he knew everything, but he couldn't remember what to do next.
Whenever he wanted to use his brain to think about something, the picture of the man kissing against the wall just now would pop up, causing him to blush.
The culprit still stood by and said nothing.
Standing in front of the cooking table for five minutes, Fan Xing, who had done nothing, finally sighed helplessly, looked up at the man, and whispered, "Brother, can you go out?"
The soft voice was pitifully pleasing, making people feel that rejecting him was a heinous act.
The man's heart softened. Although he liked to see the shy look of the children, he couldn't bear to make trouble too much.
So let go of the child, turned around and went out.
As soon as he left, Fan Xingcai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind gradually became brighter. Although he still felt flustered when he remembered what happened just now, he managed to make lunch successfully.
But this didn't change his embarrassed state as soon as he saw He Qingmo, his face became hot when he bumped into the other person's eyes, and he instinctively staggered his gaze.
So at lunch, he ate quickly with his head down and stood up after eating, "I have to go to school, goodbye brother."
When he was about to run, the man grabbed his wrist.
Fan Xing turned back, his clear eyes wandered around, but he didn't look into the man's eyes, and explained in a low voice, "I really want to go to school. I didn't go to school on the first day of class yesterday. I must go today."
He Qingmo's fingertips rubbed lightly on his delicate wrist. His voice was not loud but unquestionable, "Take a few more days of rest and wait for the injury on your face to heal."
Fan Xing became anxious when he heard it, "Ah? How long will it take? I've missed so many classes since the start of school, okay? And..." He touched his left cheek, it was already swollen, so be obedient He discussed with the man, "It's all good. So brother, let me go."
Fear of falling off the course is one aspect. In fact, the main reason is that he is temporarily with He Qingmo. He is too uncomfortable. If he wants to go to school to hide for two days, he can turn the matter over when he comes back.
But He Qingmo didn't agree. He pulled him to his side, pointed to the burn at the corner of his eye, and said in a displeased voice, "What about here? It's disfigured. Just stay at home and wait for the wound to heal. If the scar becomes ugly, I will How much will I take you out?"
Fan Xing was stunned, and the words the man said on the night of the holiday suddenly came up in his mind, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, and glared at the man angrily: "I've already become ugly, brother didn't say me last time, I'm thin, black, Ugly? What's the point of having more scars?"
Hey? The kid is not too timid, dare to slap him.
There was a faint smile in the man's eyes, but he just looked at him and said nothing.
Fan Xing's mind suddenly came up with the scene at the entrance just now, the man looked at him like this, his heart was beating wildly, he quickly broke free from the man's hand, turned his back to the man, "Then I'm going to call the school to ask for leave." Then hurried out to get the phone.
I just heard the man's nice voice come over, "This is good, my husband will teach you to write this afternoon."
"Really?" Fan Xing turned his head back, and his clear eyes stirred a surprise that could not be hidden.
No way, He Qingmo's handwriting is so beautiful, but he doesn't have much time to teach him.
He practiced for a while, and although he made some progress, every time he thought of He Qingmo's words, he became disgusted with his own words.
It is rare that this man has time to teach him today, of course he is very happy.
"Really!" the man laughed.
After getting the exact answer, the child happily hummed a song and went to call the counselor to ask for leave.
It was easy for him to ask for leave. After all, the car accident at the gate of Qing University involved students of Qing University, and the police of course notified the school.
So the counselor told him to take a good rest at home and wait for his body to recover before going back.
After asking for leave, he ran upstairs to find a pen and paper, and sat obediently waiting for He Qingmo, unable to hide his eyes full of anticipation and happiness.
He Qingmo has never seen someone so easily satisfied. Just now, he was so nervous about the kiss that he didn't dare to look at him, but at this moment, because of the practice of calligraphy, he happily forgot everything. .
What did such an easily satisfied child go through to make him so helpless and painful in his dreams?
He Qingmo wanted to know, but didn't want to evoke bad memories from him, so he chose not to ask.
In the afternoon, He Qingmo accompanies him to practice calligraphy, grabs his hand and rewrites Fan Xing's name over and over again. Write, there is actually a pattern.
He couldn't be too happy. He couldn't stop writing until he finished writing a page. He suddenly thought of something and looked back at the man, "Where's my brother's name? Can you teach me how to write it?"
The man is very happy.
However, He Qingmo's name has a lot of strokes, and He Qingmo is used to signing his own signature. When writing his name, it is very scribbled. Although it is also very beautiful, it is very difficult for Fan Xing, a little rookie to write in Song Dynasty. It's really difficult.
Therefore, after a long time of studying, it was not fruitful. As soon as the man let go, what he wrote was a ghostly talisman.
He wrinkled the tip of his nose in frustration, turned a page and prepared to continue, but a message came in from his phone.
He thought it was Qin Xiuming and the others. At noon, Qin Xiuming sent him a message saying that the college was organizing a welcome party. The student union knew that Fan Xing had just returned from abroad, so he specifically asked him if there was anything different. creative.
Fan Xing had already replied to Qin Xiuming at that time, he knew nothing, just be an audience, but Qin Xiuming seemed to want to persuade him.
It is estimated that this is the time to tell him about it again.
As a result, it is not.
The message was sent by Fan Meixi, and a lot of messages were sent in a row, and the notification sound of the message kept repeating within three minutes.
But when Fan Xing saw Fan Meixi's name, he didn't even want to open the message, so he turned the phone to mute, turned the screen over, and picked up the pen to continue writing.
He Qingmo looked at him, thought for a while and then said, "Are you going to keep avoiding?"
Fan Xing looked back at him in surprise, because He Qingmo had never asked him about Fan Meixi and the Gu family.
But he knew that the man was concerned about him by asking this question.
He shook his head and said softly, "I can't avoid it, I just don't want to see her for the time being."
He knows Fan Meixi's character, and he will never give up until he sees him.
He Qingmo didn't speak, just looked at him.
This is the first time that Fan Xing has clearly expressed that he does not want to see Fan Meixi. Although they didn't meet very often before, if Fan Meixi asked him, he basically never refused. On the bright side, they at least maintained a harmonious relationship.
But Fan Xing's attitude this time has obviously changed.
He Qingmo thinks this is good, and a mother like Fan Meixi might as well not.
On the other hand, he was a little worried about Fan Xing.
Fan Xing is definitely not a vengeful person, let alone with his mother, to be able to force him to the point where he doesn't want to see each other, it shows that his heart is broken.
Fan Xing smiled softly, "Is my brother worried about me? It's alright. Actually...the relationship between me and her has always been similar, and I've long been used to it."
The man's eyes sank, he reached out and rubbed his hair, and changed the subject, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious at night. Go up and change your clothes."
Fan Xing obediently got up from the man's lap, suddenly remembered something, and asked the man, "Brother, did you help Gu Mingyu?"
Fan Xing hasn't been online for two days, so he doesn't know the cause and effect of the incident.
In fact, Gu Mingyu went to him angrily, not entirely because of the misunderstanding that Fan Xing helped him.
The reason behind this, He Qingmo is clear at this time, after all, he is the father of the gold master.
Gu Mingyu is the one who he greeted the producer to take extra care of.
So after Gu Mingyu's incident, the producer quickly reported the cause and effect of the incident to He Qingmo.
In fact, it was because someone in the production party was unhappy that Gu Mingyu went through the back door, so he deliberately embarrassed Gu Mingyu. From the styling to the repertoire performed on stage, Gu Mingyu chose what he didn't like.
What is Gu Mingyu's temper? The young master of the Gu family, when will you be able to suffer from such useless anger?
So during the rehearsal the day before yesterday, I had a fight with someone, and the other party probably couldn't stand his stinky temper, so he directly yelled at him in public, "If it weren't for the backstage, who the hell would be willing to serve you?"
All the people present at the scene knew that Gu Mingyu's popularity results all the way were fake, and many children who participated in the competition scold him on the spot, and those who didn't scold him despised him in their hearts.
Gu Mingyu angrily announced his withdrawal from "Youth Without Limits" on the spot, and then ran alone, he should have gone directly to Fan Xing.
Fan Xing had nothing to say after hearing He Qingmo talk about the cause and effect.
Originally, I thought that Gu Mingyu was just looking for trouble and making trouble without reason, but I didn't know there were all these twists and turns behind him.
He sighed softly, "Gu Mingyu's temperament is probably not suitable for that circle. If he can bear it, and then rely on his own strength to transform after a successful debut, wouldn't it be good? It's a pity that my brother's kindness is gone."
He Qingmo disapproved and said, "I'm not so kind. I planned to let him fall when he climbed to the highest point."
"Ah?" Fan Xing was stunned before he understood what the man meant, "Brother intends to support him all the way and let him lose in the finals?"
"Well. That kid should let him learn a lesson so that he can have a long memory." He Qingmo confessed to his plans.
Fan Xing laughed when he saw the man's "unfortunate" look: "Why should my brother care about him? He is just a spoiled child, and he doesn't have any bad intentions."
He Qingmo wasn't so generous, but he didn't want to talk about it, so he dragged Fan Xing upstairs to change clothes and went out.
Early the next morning, the He family came to visit Fan Xing.
Although He Qingmo said that Fan Xing was fine, but after all, it was involved in a car accident, and everyone was a little worried, so they had to come and see for themselves.
Several women in the family saw Fan Xing's scalding eyes, all of them felt distressed, and watched him lose weight after he fell ill. Several women's homes were overflowing with motherhood, and all the ladies who did not touch the spring water with ten fingers were actually Cook for him by yourself.
Although they are really not good at it, they often need Fan Xing to put out fires, but Fan Xing's heart is warm.
It feels good that someone cares.
Fan Xing was only eighteen years old, and his resilience was excellent. After staying at home for a few days, the burns at the corners of his eyes were basically invisible.
Only then did He Qingmo send the person to school.
The result was as Fan Xing expected, Fan Meixi would not give up until he saw him.
As soon as he walked downstairs to the dormitory, he saw Fan Meixi already waiting there.
He was a little helpless. He really didn't know how the other party knew that he was going back to school today, or that he had been waiting for him here for the past few days?
But forget it, you can't escape.
So after Fan Meixi met him, he greeted him with a look of surprise and invited him to have dinner together, but he did not refuse.
The two came to a restaurant near Qingda University, and Fan Meixi began to order food. Like before, he would ask Fan Xing what he wanted to eat.
Fan Xing shook his head: "I've eaten it, just give me a glass of water."
Fan Meixi stopped flipping through the menu, looked up at him, Fan Xing's attitude... was a little cold.
She looked at Fan Xing apologetically, with a hint of regret in her tone: "Fan Xing, mother is sorry for you, mother is wrong, forgive mother this time, okay? Mother loves you, but you may not be in the situation that night. know meβ¦β¦"
"Mom, what's the matter with me? Just tell me." Fan Xing interrupted her, his voice was very soft, but he clearly showed that he didn't want to talk too much.
Fan Meixi was stunned. It was the first time she saw Fan Xing like this, which caught her off guard.
In the past few days, her phone calls and messages to Fan Xing were all gone, but she thought it was because He Qingmo was angry and did not let Fan Xing contact her. After all, she was in the hospital that night and how angry He Qingmo was. She saw it with her own eyes. .
She never thought that Fan Xing was the one who didn't want to see her at all.
"Fan Xing, mother really knows it's wrong, you just..."
Fan Xing sighed helplessly, "Mom, why bother? I thought we were mother and son after all, and we were related by blood. Even if we didn't have feelings, the harmony on the bright side could still be maintained. But now I think, no need. I I always knew that you didn't like me and hated me. Until that night, when you pulled me and asked where your son was, I didn't know that in your heart, there is no blood relationship between me and you. In mother's heart, there has always been only one son, right?"
Fan Xing's voice was soft and calm, without complaining or questioning, but simply stating the facts.
He once thought that he had no extravagant expectations for this mother. After all, a mother who could use her grandma's life to persecute him for her own benefit, what else could he expect?
Until in the hospital, he and Gu Mingyu had an accident at the same time, but Fan Meixi rushed over and asked him where her son was. At the moment, he clearly felt that something had pierced his heart, and it was very painful. Only then did he know that deep down in his heart, there was still a trace of extravagant hope hidden.
Unfortunately, he was too naive.
That extravagant hope was completely extinguished at the moment of discovery, and will never be rekindled again.
Fan Meixi stared at him blankly, not expecting that Fan Xing would make their relationship so straightforward. Before that, she was whitewashing the peace and he was trying his best to avoid them. They tacitly maintained the bright side. of harmony.
At this time, she was still the clean and soft child, and she would still call her mother softly, but Fan Meixi clearly felt that the current Fan Xing no longer wanted to whitewash peace.
"Fan Xing, why do you think like this? You and Mingyu are both mother's children. The palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh, and your mother is in pain. It was really a misunderstanding that night. Would you listen to your mother's explanation?" Fan Meixi tried. Recovering, there was no smile on the face that had always been smiling, and there was anxiety and pleading in his eyes.
In the past, even if Fan Xing knew that what she said was false, he would have listened patiently, but now, he just said softly: "No need. I know my mother's intention to come to me. Let's put it this way, The agreement between us is that I promise to marry He Qingmo, help you get the contract with Guwei Technology, and you will give me money until grandma's illness is fully recovered. I have done what I promised, and the rest is up to you. I have nothing to do. If you are worried that He Qingmo will be angry and make things difficult for the Gu family and ask me to intercede, then you don't have to open your mouth, there is no such clause in our agreement. "
"Fan Xing..."
"I also hope that my mother will stop trying to threaten me with grandma's medical bills. If I speak up, He Qingmo will also help me. But if you really get to that point, it means that your mother has broken the contract. I will also break the contract. At that time, whether He Qingmo will continue to cooperate with the Gu family will depend on the mother herself." Fan Xing interrupted her again.
Fan Meixi looked at the aggressive young man in front of her in disbelief, her mind went blank for a while, and all the words and responses she had thought of before were useless.
She has no chips.
Fan Xing's biggest weakness is that he only has his grandma as a relative. That is his bottom line. For grandma, he can endure anything.
But now, the stakes are gone.
Not only that, but after seeing Fan Xing's accident, He Qingmo's nervous appearance, Fan Meixi clearly knew that if Fan Xing broke the contract and wanted to divorce He Qingmo, He Qingmo would definitely be counted on the Gu family's head.
At that time, do you still expect him to pull the Gu family? I'm afraid it will kick harder than anyone else.
Fan Meixi never dreamed that Fan Xing's attitude would be so decisive.
She looked at him and wanted to say something several times, but she didn't know what to say after all.
Fan Xing had already stood up from the seat and bowed slightly to her, "Mom, I'll go first. In the future, please don't contact me again, and I won't disturb you. Goodbye."
After speaking, he took out fifty dollars from his wallet and threw it on the table, paid for his glass of water, and turned to leave.
After walking out of the restaurant, Fan Xing felt that the whole person was much more relaxed. He found that some things, no matter how intimate and important, did not belong to him, and it was the best choice to throw them away.
Just like his blood relationship with Fan Meixi, he once thought that blood was innate and could not be lost, but what he really couldn't let go of was just a faint hope in his heart.
When Fan Xing returned to the dormitory, it was already past ten o'clock. It turned out that the three people in the dormitory had not returned.
Not only their dormitory, but several other dormitories of one of their majors are also dark.
It's only been a few days since the official class, and everyone's enthusiasm for learning is so high that they all went to the library at night?
Fan Xing felt a little strange.
It wasn't until eleven o'clock that a few people in the dormitory came back stinking and sweating, and when they saw him, they came up to coax him and called him "Snow White".
Fan Xing had already finished taking a shower. Seeing the mess of the three people, he instinctively retreated and distanced himself from the three, with an inexplicable look on his face: "What did you say?"
The three of them grinned, "Calling you, Snow White! The three of us are the patron saints of Snow White, three dwarfs."
It turned out that their professional orientation party was going to perform a magic-styled "Snow White", but girls are rare creatures in their major, so in the end, the whole class unanimously approved Fan Xing to play Snow White in the absence of Fan Xing.
Fan Xing's face turned pale when he heard the news, "This... this... how can this work? Isn't there a girl in the class?"
Qin Xiuming said: "Those girls also participated in the voting and have always agreed that you are the most suitable. Little Xingxing, you have to believe in how good you are, and you will never fail the words Snow White. Oh yes By the way, we have already brought you back the costumes in advance, you can put them on and show us."
When Qin Xiuming said this, the other two immediately started booing. They didn't know where to find the golden wig and the princess skirt from the fairy tale. When they got around, they wanted to help Fan Xing change clothes.
Fan Xing quickly flashed into the balcony, closed the door, and discussed with the demented roommates through the thick glass door, "Don't play, okay? I really can't act, I can't pass the lines, you guys. It's not that I don't know that I speak with an accent."
"It doesn't matter, Snow White is from a foreign country, so our rehearsal is all in English these days. You must be fine with English, right? Okay, Little Xingxing, open the door and come out to try on the clothes. There are still a few days before the clothes don't fit. Can we change the words?" Qin Xiuming persuaded Fan Xing in the tone of a wolf-grandmother.
The other two pushed the door directly.
The glass door of the balcony can only be locked inside the dormitory. Fan Xing stood on the balcony and could only lock it by himself, but how could he be as strong as two people?
So the door opened, and the three dwarfs pushed him into the corner of the balcony with their skirts in their hands, each smiling like a witch: "Little Xingxing, do you obediently go in and change it yourself, or shall we help you?"