Kiss her 90,000 times

Shi Wan hasn't seen Fu Conglin for half a month since the last time they broke up.

The traditional Chinese medicine did not continue to be delivered, and no message was received on the mobile phone.

The other party was exceptionally quiet.

Shi Wanchu was also angry at Chuchu, she was a little out of choice, but in retrospect, she still felt that she was right.

Anyway, she has nothing to do with him, he doesn't care if he gets angry or not.

She maintained an indifferent attitude, and gradually changed from unsuitable to indifferent.

What's more, she is also busy, so where does she have free time to think about other things.

The weather is getting cooler.

The filming was still a summer episode, and Shi Wan caught a cold when it was cold and hot.

Wen Qing and Wen Qing went out for dinner together, the other party's face was ruddy, but Shi Wan's face was pale.

Wen Qing looked at her carefully, from head to toe, "Why did you lose weight?"

Shi Wan didn't take it seriously, drank hot water, rubbed her dry and sore throat with her hands, her voice was very nasal and muffled, "Is there anything, I lost weight?"

"Thin." Wen Qing nodded, and handed her a piece of paper, "Fu Conglin tormented you again?"

After not hearing this name for a while, Shi Wan was in a daze for a while.

It wasn't until Wenqing called her name again that she came back to her senses.

Wen Qing looked slightly dissatisfied, and frowned, "What are you thinking? You are absent-minded."

Shi Wan pulled her lips and chuckled, "It's nothing."

Wen Qing saw that the smile on her face was a little stiff, and her heart sank. The first thing she thought was that Fu Conglin was treating Shi Wan badly again.

Shi Wan lowered her eyes, and lightly changed the subject, "How are you and Zhou Cuo doing? Last time you said you met his mother?"

Wen Qing curled her lips, "I ask you and Fu Conglin, what are you talking about me and Zhou Cuo?"

After a pause, he told her, "Well, see you."

Shi Wan asked, "How is it?"

As soon as Wen Qing's movements stopped, the hand holding the spoon stirred the thick soup unhurriedly, and said speciously: "That's it, they have the concept of family status, but I don't care, it's just for fun anyway, I haven't Who do you want to marry?"

She shrugged when she finished.

When Shi Wan heard it, her heart skipped a beat, she raised her eyes to look at Wen Qing, saw her expression was calm and calm, and suppressed the bad thoughts.

Comfortingly said: "I don't think Zhou Cuo is that kind of person, he cares about you."

Wen Qing said with a smile: "If he doesn't care about me, what kind of relationship should I have with him?"

Shi Wan thought about it, yes.

Wen Qing changed the subject, "Don't mess with me, I'm asking you, I've already told you about me, should I tell you about you?"

Shi Wan blinked her eyes and said softly, "There's nothing to say, so we quarreled and lost popularity."

Wen Qing was a little unbelievable, "Are you arguing with Fu Conglin?"

"Can't quarrel?"

Wen Qing shook her head, wanting to laugh, "Of course I can, why are you arguing with him, and you can still run away in anger?"

Shi Wan lost interest, and said somewhat perfunctorily: "It's nothing, I think he's annoying, it's just annoying to see him."

Wen Qing: "I can't tell, you still have this ability."

Shi Wan was noncommittal, easily off topic, and turned to other topics.
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Fu Conglin came to an insignificant reception today.

It turned out that he didn't have the intention to come here. His father first told him to go, and Fu Conglin came over.

He usually didn't feel it, but today he was a little annoyed, disgusted with these false pretenses, found an excuse to slip out, and found a quiet place.

He smoked a cigarette to light it, and played with the black lighter in the palm of his hand, rubbing it once and for all.

The man quietly looked not far away, lost in thought for a moment.

It is raining in Jiangcheng today.

Fu Conglin doesn't like rainy days very much. When he thinks of it, there is a fishy smell that rises into the air when the rain wets the ground; Hot and sticky covered his body, with an inexplicable disgust.

Listening to the pattering rain at this moment, I feel peaceful.

Until a strange breath mixed in.

Fu Conglin came back to his senses, turned his eyes to the side, and still put his hands on the edge of the balcony without moving.

"Why did you come out?"

The wind blew through and brought up the lingering smoke, which quickly dissipated, but left a clear smell.

The person came to drink, his face flushed slightly, he leaned over and said with a smile, "Aren't you outside too?"

After finishing speaking, he also took out his cigarettes, touched his pocket, but couldn't find the lighter for a long time. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the one in Fu Conglin's hand, bit the cigarette on his lips, raised his hand, and said slightly vaguely: "Borrow your lighter." .”

Fu Conglin fumbled for the Greek pattern on the lighter with his fingertips, gave him a cold look, and said coldly, "I won't borrow it."

Zhang Mu bit his smoke and smiled, "Don't be so stingy, I didn't find the lighter, so I'll return it to you if I borrow it."

After a pause of two or one seconds, he jokingly said, "I don't want it from you. If I borrow it and don't pay it back, then what's the baby doing?"

Fu Conglin didn't say anything.

Zhang Mu tilted his head and leaned over, "Boss Fu? Please save face."

Fu Conglin turned around, without handing him the lighter, nodded slightly, "Come here."

Zhang Mu pushed his head over.

Fu Conglin lit the fire for him.

The cigarette butt was ignited by the flames, Zhang Mu took a puff with ease, narrowed his eyes slightly, then swallowed his clouds and said with a cheeky smile: "I've got enough face today, it's better for Fu Sanshao to light me a cigarette personally and pass it on to the public. No one might believe it."

Fu Conglin brought the cigarette to his lips and smoked it, ignoring his teasing.

Zhang Mu watched Fu Conglin put on the cap of the lighter, raised his chin, and asked with a smile: "It looks like a treasure, someone gave it to you?"

Look at that rare strength, no one else can touch it.

The smoke rustled his throat, and the man let out a deep response from his throat: "Yes."

Zhang Mu guessed: "Who is it?"

"Ah."

Zhang Mu understood.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sanshao, who was rumored to be indifferent and affectionate by nature, is actually a kind of love, so wonderful.

Although Zhang Mu drank a little wine, he was not drunk, let alone messed up, so naturally he didn't ask any more questions.

On the other hand, it was Fu Conglin who, after a moment of silence, hesitated for a while, and then asked slowly, "If you anger a woman, what should you do to calm her down?"

Zhang Mu almost choked on a puff of cigarette, coughed twice, then calmed down, and said casually, "Of course it's to coax her."

Fu Conglin asked humbly, "How to coax?"

Zhang Mu's throat was still a little itchy, he raised his hand to touch it, and coughed again, "Do you want it simple or complicated?"

"Simple."

Zhang Mu nodded, "It's simple, it's just a matter of oblivion."

Fu Conglin frowned, "What?"

Zhang Mu glanced at him, thinking in his heart, what's the matter, are you still pretending to be innocent?

On the face, he said calmly: "One shot."

After hearing this, Fu Conglin fell silent.

Originally, his relationship with Shi Wan was defined as deformed, and he even quarreled with her about the deformed relationship. Now Zhang Mu wants him to be even more deformed. What forced her.

Fu Conglin dismissed it lightly, "No."

He chooses: "I want complicated ones."

Zhang Mu scratched his forehead, thinking about this complexity.

"How about this." He gave Fu Conglin an idea: "Apologize to people, what are you sorry for? I was wrong and you are right. Putting these words on your lips will definitely make people happy."

Fu Conglin pursed his lips, expressing his doubts, "Can it work?"

Zhang Mu dusted off the cigarette ash, remembering the method he had used to coax women before, it seemed that this was the only way it worked, "Yes, you have to admit that you are wrong."

As for whether to change it or not, it doesn't matter if you dare to do it next time.

Zhang Mu thought it would be a bit difficult for Fu Conglin to bow his head and apologize to a woman.

So he made another suggestion, "Isn't that kind of short composition very popular now? If you can't save your face and tell people in person, you can write a small composition in the past, women will be moved after seeing it."

"What small composition?"

Zhang Mu raised his eyebrows.

Thinking that although Fu Conglin is in the same circle, he doesn't care about many things, so naturally he doesn't understand.

She kindly explained, "You can understand it as yes, love letter."

Fu Conglin frowned tightly and said nothing.

Zhang Mu didn't know if he listened or what.

And no longer speak.

After smoking only one cigarette, he talked to Fu Conglin, then turned and walked into the hall.
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At night Fu Conglin returned to the old house.

Ever since she found out that he was chasing a woman, Duan Suhua would let him stay in the old house from time to time so that she could gossip with him.

Same tonight.

It's a pity that Fu Conglin wasn't in that mood, he chatted with Duan Suhua perfunctorily for a few words, and then ended the conversation as a human being, tired, and wanted to rest first.

Duan Suhua loved his son dearly, seeing that he was tired, he hurriedly pushed and sent him to the bedroom, and told him to take a good rest.

After Fu Conglin took a shower, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at the corner, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he rummaged through the changed clothes to find the lighter that Shi Wan gave him, put it in his palm and looked at it carefully.

Glancing at the phone next to him, the time was ten o'clock in the evening.

I don't know if Shi Wan fell asleep or not.

She really is a little heartless.

For so long, there is no news.

I wasn't so stubborn before, but this divorce is different.

Forget it, he is a man, so be generous, so what if he lets her go.

Thinking like this, Fu Conglin took the phone, found Shi Wan's number, and dialed it.
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When Shi Wan had dinner with Wen Qing, she was dizzy and coughed non-stop.

Wen Qing saw her face flushed from coughing, and touched her forehead, which was a little hot.

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

Shi Wan shook her head, "No."

Wen Qing frowned, knowing what kind of temperament she was, and asked again: "Didn't you take any medicine?"

"No...cough cough..."

Wen Qing supported her, "You are so stubborn, if you don't see a doctor or take medicine when you get sick, can you still recover by yourself?"

Shi Wan really thought that she would recover from her illness in a few days.

"Well, I will."

Wen Qing was so angry at her answer.

Stopped a car for her and sent her back, "Listen to me, you have to see a doctor, otherwise it will be bad for your health."

Shi Wan responded sullenly.

After returning to the residence, I simply washed up and climbed into bed to rest.

After falling asleep, she felt cold in the bed, curled up unconsciously, shivering non-stop.

When the phone rang, Shi Wan thought she was dreaming, so she hugged herself tighter and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Familiar music kept playing in my ears, Shi Wan was not particularly conscious, she was so disturbed that she couldn't sleep well, she stretched out her hand, touched the cold air, instantly got goosebumps, and instinctively touched the phone, closed her eyes I didn't even look at it, I took it and got into the bed quickly.

With trembling hands, he scratched it and put it close to his ear.

"Hey?"

"You've slept?"

The voice was very familiar, but Shi Wan hadn't realized who the other party was, "Yeah."

Fu Conglin thought that Shi Wan would not pick up the phone. Hearing her voice at this moment, he couldn't help clenching the edge of the phone, with a trace of nervousness that he didn't even notice, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ok?"

The nasal sound became more and more serious, and there was also loud breathing.

"Shiwan?" Fu Conglin tentatively called her name.

"En." She replied, and vaguely heard someone calling her.

"Are you at home?"

"Hmm...cough cough cough..." As soon as Shi Wan opened her mouth, Shi Wan coughed uncontrollably, her phone fell on the bed sheet, and she covered her lips.

Feeling his face was hot.

Can't help but wonder why it's so hot.

She wanted to raise her eyelids, as if there was something heavy pressing on her, and she couldn't carry the strength from her whole body, her whole body seemed to be put into a stove and thrown into an ice cellar for a while, tortured back and forth, and she became more and more decadent and uncomfortable.

Hearing her coughing, Fu Conglin's heart tightened, "Shi Wan?"

No one answered him.

Fu Conglin listened carefully to her intermittent movements on the phone, and finally turned into a busy tone.

Shi Wan turned over and pressed the phone under her body, causing her back to hurt. She closed her eyes tightly and pushed the phone aside, and accidentally slid her fingertips across the phone screen.

call ended.

Fu Conglin made another phone call without giving up.

No one ever picked up.

Feeling irritable, I stood up abruptly, wanting to change clothes.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Duan Suhua standing at the door, her face turned pale.

Fu Conglin paused suddenly, quickly calmed down his mind, and said lightly: "Mom, why are you here?"

Duan Suhua came back to her senses suddenly, moved her face and said with a smile: "I, I'm afraid you won't sleep well, so I bring you milk."

I'm about to walk in.

Fu Conglin stepped forward, "No need, Mom, I have something to go out temporarily, so I won't sleep here tonight."

Duan Suhua's face darkened instantly, but he asked: "What's the matter, what happened? Are you in a hurry?"

Fu Conglin went to find clothes in the closet, "It doesn't matter about the company, but I want to go and have a look."

When he came out after changing his clothes, Duan Suhua was no longer in the bedroom.

Fu Conglin didn't care, picked up his mobile phone and lighter, copied them into his pocket, and hurried downstairs.

Duan Suhua was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

With a cold face, his expression was a little serious.

Fu Conglin greeted: "Mom, I'm leaving first, you should rest early."

Duan Suhua said in vain: "Stop."

Fu Conglin stopped.

"Tell me honestly, where are you going? Who are you looking for!"

Fu Conglin guessed that she probably heard his speech.

He pursed his lips, "Mom..."

Duan Suhua stood up excitedly, "Are you looking for Shi Wan?"

"Yes."

Duan Suhua, who got the correct answer, was so angry that she fell back on the sofa, "Why on earth are you doing it! You insist on getting involved with that woman surnamed Shi, and why are you still dating her even after she's divorced? Is it because she wants to pester you?" your?"

Fu Conglin had a headache, "No."

"What is that! Didn't you tell me that you already have a woman you're after, and you're getting involved with Shiwan again, what do you make her think!"

After finishing speaking, she stared closely at her son's face, seeing that his expression didn't change much.

A dangerous idea appeared in Duan Suhua's mind.

She looked at Fu Conglin in a daze, and opened her mouth, "Could it be... Could it be that the woman you mentioned is, is Shi Wan?!"

Fu Conglin lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

Duan Suhua understood.

She raised her hand to cover her heart, in disbelief.

Fu Conglin glanced at the time on the watch, "Mom, I'll tell you about this when I get back."

Turn around and leave.

Duan Suhua murmured: "It's really crazy...it happens to be her again."

The more I thought about Duan Suhua, the angrier I became. When I came to my senses, there was no trace of Fu Conglin in front of me.

Suddenly dizzy.

It took a long time to recover.

He slowly climbed upstairs and returned to the room.

Fu Guangming was already asleep.

She lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Waking up Fu Guangming, he turned over and put his hand on her shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

Duan Suhua thought about it, but couldn't figure out why Shi Wan, that vixen, fascinated their family Cong Lin so much that she didn't sleep at night, and went to look for her despite being tired, and it was still raining outside.

"Cong Rin is gone."

"Yeah." Fu Guangming closed his eyes, he heard the sound of driving outside.

Duan Suhua couldn't help complaining, "Why don't you ask me!"

He opened his eyelids, "What do you ask?"

"Cong Lin won't be sleeping in the old house tonight!"

Fu Guangming didn't care, "That's his business."

"Because he went to find the vixen!" Duan Suhua felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah."

Fu Guangming was stunned.

Duan Suhua kicked him angrily when he heard his perfunctory tone, "Sure enough, you father and son are no different!"

"What's the difference? He's my seed. Well, it's getting late, so you should go to bed early." After speaking, he continued to sleep.

How could Duan Suhua still be able to sleep.

Just thinking that no matter what this time, Shi Wan and Cong Lin can never get mixed up again.

While Fu Guangming was still asleep, he said to him: "Go and ask Xie's family tomorrow if his daughter is back from the tour, and make an appointment for Cong Lin to meet their child."

Fu Guangming answered confusedly.