Give you heartbeat, return to hell

During the examination today, Xiaojun cooperated very well, and did not even frown when the blood was drawn.If it was normal, he would lose his temper after all.

But Tang Wanjun on the side looked distressed, and he didn't know how long this situation would last.

"Don't worry, Xiaojun's indicators have been normal recently, and there will be no major problems. As long as we can find a matching bone marrow, we can perform the operation immediately."

Tang Wanjun nodded slowly, she knew that Xia Yuan said this to prevent herself from worrying too much.

However, the inspection results were indeed as Xia Yuan said, all indicators were normal, even much better than expected.

Xia Yuan handed over the inspection report, "Now you can finally rest assured."

Tang Wanjun nodded, and carefully reviewed the above data again.But a string of black characters on the paper suddenly caught her attention.

She half-closed her eyes, and whispered the name, "Fu Nianjun..."

This is Xiaojun's inspection report, so the name on it is naturally Xiaojun's name.Having said that, it seemed that this was the first time she heard Jun's full name. 
In the past, I only heard Fu Yunshen Xiaojun yelling like this, so I yelled along with him, but I never thought of asking Xiaojun's full name.

"You don't know Xiaojun's full name, do you?" Xia Yuan seemed to have seen something.

Tang Wanjun shook her head. After all, she is not competent as a mother, and she doesn't even remember her son's name.

"Fu Nianjun...was Brother Shen's name." Xia Yuan prolonged his tone on purpose, not sure if he was trying to imply something.

Tang Wanjun blinked her eyes, wondering if she was thinking too much.But after thinking about it carefully, it seems impossible.

"You don't want to know the origin of this name?" Tang Wanjun didn't ask, so he should take the initiative to tell her.

Tang Wanjun didn't speak, but raised her head and looked at Xia Yuan without blinking.Even if she didn't ask, Xia Yuan would take the initiative to speak up.

"Fu Nianjun." Xia Yuan repeated again, "Back then, Brother Shen thought you had an accident, so I wanted to commemorate you with this."

Fu Yunshen is not good at words, he always does more than what he says.

But if you don't say some things, how can the other party know.

Tang Wanjun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart. "Remember me? He felt ashamed, so he did it." All she could think of was this explanation.

The corner of Xia Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, Fu Yunshen and Tang Wanjun were probably the two most awkward people he had ever met.

One obviously cares about the other party but insists on pretending not to care, and the other clearly wants the other party to care but dare not accept it.

They are simply the strongest embodiment of contradiction.

People only live for a few decades, if everyone is as awkward as they are, then there will probably be no one in this world who loves each other.

"Brother Shen has always cared about you, and the authorities are obsessed with it, but I, a bystander, can see it clearly. After hearing the news of your accident, Brother Shen sent people every day and night to find your whereabouts. Even if Everyone persuaded him that you were no longer here and told him to give up, but he just believed that you were still alive, and firmly believed that one day he would find you."

"There were also several times when he fainted due to overwork and was sent to the hospital. The first thing he did after waking up was to find your whereabouts. Wan Jun, if these are not love, then I am also I don't know how to explain it to you."

Tang Wanjun clenched her fists tightly, her thin body trembled violently, as if a stone fell on her chest and she was almost out of breath.

"Actually, it's not that you don't understand, you're just pretending not to understand." Xia Yuan said to the point.

It's like some people obviously like it, but they have to pretend that they don't like it.

Xia Yuan shrugged helplessly. As a friend, that's all he said.

As for how to do it, it depends on Tang Wanjun himself.

……

On the weekend, Mr. Fu suddenly called to inform that Fu Yunshen and Tang Wanjun had brought Xiaojun back to the mansion for dinner.

Tang Wanjun didn't want to go at first, but Mr. Fu seemed to have expected that she would think so, and refused her one step ahead of her.

Said that no matter what, let her go back with her.

In the car, Xiaojun sat in the middle, Tang Wanjun and Fu Yunshen sat on both sides.

The two remained silent, and no one spoke.

After arriving at the mansion, Tang Wanjun hugged Xiaojun and got out of the car, ignoring whether Fu Yunshen behind him followed.

After arriving at the mansion, Tang Wanjun found out that Fu Zhiyuan was also there.

When he and Fu Yunshen's uncle and nephew faced each other, a strong sense of oppression came over them.

"I'm really sorry, Second Uncle, the company has too many things to do recently, so I haven't taken the time to visit you. I hope you will forgive me." Fu Yunshen said hello politely, with a gentle attitude.

But Tang Wanjun saw something different. From the moment the uncle and nephew met, it seemed that they were secretly competing for something.

"What you said, isn't it just to meet with the second uncle? We are a family, so don't pay attention to these superficial things. Besides, there will be more time from now on."

Hearing this, Fu Yunshen frowned suspiciously, and naturally knew that there was something in Fu Zhiyuan's words.

"Look, I almost forgot such an important thing. When I come back this time, I plan to stay in China for a longer time. Learn about the management system here, and see if there is anything I can do to help. "

"Okay, okay, let's talk about something later, this dish is getting cold." Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Mr. Fu hurriedly smoothed things over.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely strange, except for the sound of overlapping bowls and chopsticks, there was almost no other noise.

It was just a meal, but Tang Wanjun felt that it was hard to swallow like a lump in her throat.

"Mr. Wan."

Suddenly, Fu Zhiyuan spoke suddenly.

Tang Wanjun was taken aback for a moment, then looked blankly, really afraid of something.

"The last time we met, I didn't have time to prepare anything, so after I went back, I specially picked out a gift, and treated it as a gift from me, the second uncle, to you." As he said, Fu Zhiyuan handed over a purchase contract to Tang Wanjun.

Tang Wanjun glanced lightly, it was a luxury car, and she couldn't count the number of zeros behind it.

She froze on the spot in embarrassment, not knowing whether she should accept it or reject it.

After all, she has nothing to do with Fu Yunshen, and the "second uncle" in front of her is not her second uncle either.

"Since it's a gift from your second uncle, take it."

Just when she was at a loss, Fu Yunshen's voice suddenly sounded.