Give you heartbeat, return to hell

The night is cold as water.

The moment the large neon lights came on, Tang Wanjun looked up in a daze, only to find that there was no one around.

She didn't know... She had been with him for so long.

Everything in the past is still vivid in my mind, and the pain caused by those injuries is still fresh in my memory, but I can see his sincere eyes now...

Her thoughts were confused, she couldn't think of an answer at all, and her pace unconsciously quickened.

But from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Tang Wanjun stopped walking suddenly, her clear eyes widened slightly, she was sure that she was not hallucinating.

"Little Jun..."

Why is this kid here?

After being dazed for a while, he walked quickly to Fu Nianjun and knelt down slowly.She checked first and was relieved after confirming that the little guy was not injured. "How will you be here?"

Xiaojun giggled twice, and jumped into Tang Wanjun's arms.The small body exudes bursts of milky fragrance, which smells very good.

This breath is inexplicably comfortable.

Fu Nianjun was carrying a small black schoolbag, and he held a little bear doll tightly in his hand.This appearance has the air of running away from home.

"Are you here alone? No one else with you?"

Fu Nianjun nodded, with a smile on his lips.

Tang Wanjun's eyelids twitched heavily, and she looked at that pink face in disbelief.

It takes nearly an hour to drive from Fu's old house to here.How did such a young child come from so far away?And how did he remember the way?

"Xiao Jun, you can't be like this next time, you know? What if you meet some bad guys along the way!"
Fu Nianjun blinked his big black grape-like eyes innocently, making it unbearable to say some reproachful words.

She took out the key and opened the door, and led Xiaojun into the house, as for the rest, I will talk about it later.

Putting the things bought in the supermarket on the table, he took out a box of yogurt from the bottom of the bag and handed it to Fu Nianjun.

Soon, the little guy picked up the box of yogurt and ate it with relish.

Seeing him wolfing down his food, Tang Wanjun unconsciously smiled knowingly.He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was past ten o'clock, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting here.In case she comes back very late, will he wait here forever...

Tang Wanjun couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, lowered his eyes to think for a while, and then remembered to call Fu Yunshen.

"Xiao Jun, do you know your father's phone number?"

Fu Nianjun raised his head, a tangled expression flashed across his small face, he probably guessed something.

Tang Wanjun folded her arms around her chest, squinted her eyes, "Xiao Jun, children are not allowed to lie."

Hearing this, Fu Nianjun nodded.

Half a minute later, a series of crooked numbers were written on the paper in an orderly manner.

Tang Wanjun took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call, but Fu Nianjun tugged her arm.

The little head shook slightly, as if begging her not to call Fu Yunshen.

Tang Wanjun lowered her eyes to look at that little face, but she had a little bad intentions.At this time, I shouldn't have called Fu Yunshen to tell Fu Yunshen. Telling him the news when he was burning with anxiety and fidgeting would be regarded as a kind of revenge against him.

But she can't do this, no matter how much hatred she has in her heart, she can't involve innocent children in it.

If she did this, would it be any different from Tang Rou back then, she didn't want herself to become that kind of person.

"Xiao Jun, if you run out like this and don't tell Dad, he will be very worried if he can't find you. So let's call and tell Dad that you are here, and let him come pick you up, okay?" Tang Wanjun persuaded patiently with. 
Fu Nianjun rolled his star-like pupils twice, and finally nodded reluctantly.

"Then you eat slowly first, I'll call your father." Patted Fu Nianjun on the head, raised his legs and walked towards the balcony.

Looking down at the string of phone numbers, Tang Wanjun took a deep breath, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.

With trembling fingers, he dialed the number, and was connected after ringing for a few seconds.

"Hey."

But the voice on the other end of the phone was a woman's voice - it was Tang Rou.

"you are?"

Tang Wanjun narrowed her eyes unconsciously, and said slowly, "Please ask Mr. Fu to answer the phone."

As soon as the voice fell, the other end of the phone also began to fall into silence. "Miss Jojy?" Tang Rou's tone was a little uncertain.

"It's me, please let Boss Fu come over to answer the phone." Worried that Tang Rou was making some small moves behind her back, she still wanted to talk to Fu Yunshen in person if she had anything to say.

"If Miss Jojy has anything to say, just tell me. I'll pass it on to Brother Yunshen." Tang Rou's eyes darkened and she frowned, dissatisfied with Tang Wanjun's tone of voice when she spoke to her just now.She is just a small project leader, so what qualifications does she have to speak to her in such an orderly tone.

"I, Miss Tang, should not be able to bear this responsibility. Please call Mr. Fu over to answer the phone." Tang Wanjun's indifferent tone was filled with a strong aura that no one could refuse.

Tang Rou's complexion changed slightly, and after some consideration, she still called Fu Yunshen to answer the phone.If it's really something important, she can't afford the responsibility.

Fu Yunshen answered the phone, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Hello."

"Xiao Jun is with me. If Mr. Fu is free, please come and pick him up." After speaking, Tang Wanjun hung up the phone without stopping for a moment.

A gust of cold wind suddenly hit his face, Tang Wanjun couldn't help shivering.Just as she was about to raise her legs to enter the room, she suddenly met Fu Nianjun's eyes.

Shui Lingling's eyes blinked, as if curious about what she said on the phone.

"Xiaojun, do you want to eat noodles?" 
Fu Nianjun touched his stomach. Although he had eaten a box of yogurt just now, it didn't seem to help. He was still very hungry.

Tang Wanjun smiled slightly, even though Fu Nianjun didn't say anything, she had already guessed his answer. "Then you wait here obediently for me, and I'll cook the noodles."

"Okay!" He responded loudly, watching her turn and enter the kitchen with a bright look.

After a while, waiting in the living room was a bit boring, so Fu Nianjun couldn't help but went to the kitchen.

He lay down by the door, looking inside curiously.

"It's amazing~"

Tang Wanjun happened to look back, and her bright red lips could not help but curl up, "Xiaojun, are you impatient to wait, it will be ready soon."

Fu Nianjun looked around and walked in silently.