I owe you a lifetime of love

"The first half of life was rough, and the second half was bleak...Xiao Shen, if you say that you live forever, what is the meaning left in the end?"

Fu Xiao was wearing a large hospital gown, and he sat on the hospital bed angrily, looking at the dark night in the sky and speaking.

Fu Qingshen stood in front of the hospital bed, his business suit was replaced by home clothes, he stepped forward and pulled the quilt on Fu Xiao up.

"Don't think about it, all you have to do now is to take a good rest."

Fu Xiao's pale mouth curled into a smile: "Xiao Shen, I don't have much time..."

Fu Qingshen's fingertips were slightly stiff...

"Call me... Dad?"

What can I do?
What can we do?

He is his real father after all!
Fu Qingshen stood up suddenly, his tall figure turned his back to the hospital bed, his Adam's apple rolled: "You should rest."

It's not what he wants to hear.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, but he was still very satisfied. He didn't expect that he would struggle for half his life, but in the end it would be nothing.

He never thought that he would spend his last days with Fu Qing deeply.

This child he had never seen directly...

He remembered that Fu Qingshen was actually very delicate and beautiful when he was a child.

Unfortunately……

"Xiao Shen, sit down and chat with me."

Fu Qingshen didn't turn around, he went to the sofa and sat down.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Fu Xiao thought for a while: "Let's talk about An Nian."

Speaking of An Nian, Fu Qing's brows and eyes were filled with a deep smile: "She... is very good."

There are only three words, but it contains the most beautiful and best in the world.

Fu Xiao smiled gratifiedly: "That's good. Since he is a good boy, let's live a good life together, don't waste the time together."

Fu Qing nodded deeply. He thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you say it before?"

Fu Xiao was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Or maybe he wanted to force more words out of Fu Qingshen's mouth.

Fu Qingshen didn't start, and said in a nonchalant tone: "About my mother, if you had told me earlier, maybe I wouldn't have so much hatred for you, and we wouldn't be what we are now."

After all, it is still sad.

Fu Xiao's eyebrows are full of wrinkles left by the years, and his gray hair is even more old: "Xiao Shen, I'm sorry for you."

Fu Qingshen didn't want to hear these useless words.

Fu Xiao smiled wryly: "I haven't fulfilled my father's responsibility for a day since you were born, and Shen Xue is by your side. She is the one who gave birth to you, and I don't want to destroy her best image in your heart."

Fu Qingshen smiled slightly, with a slightly cold smile: "Maybe...you don't know, do you? In her eyes, I am also a superfluous and erroneous existence."

The person who said this got up and left.

But Fu Xiao hasn't slept for a long time.

Fu Qingshen's words when he left kept lingering in his ears, and after a while, his eyes were red.

He never thought that Fu Qingshen grew up in such an environment.

He knew that woman was proud and conceited, decisive and indifferent.

But he didn't expect that she could be so cruel to her own child.

He didn't expect his child to suffer so much grievance.

Fu Xiao walked through the gate of hell again.

He liked the life of the prosperous family more and more.

Plain and beautiful.

He sat on the sofa and looked at the two people who were busy in the kitchen through the frosted glass. It was the taste of home.

At the dinner table, although they didn't talk much, the atmosphere was harmonious. An Nian would bring food for him, and Fu Qingshen would serve him a bowl of hot soup awkwardly.

There is nothing better than this for family happiness.

In his last days on earth, he was content.

After dinner, Fu Xiao tactfully went upstairs, while Fu Qingshen was washing the dishes, An Nian was there to help.

Staring at the way he was doing the housework, An Nian's heart became sweeter. She loved the way the always straight and tall figure bent over her.

That's what it's like to like someone.

She stepped forward and hugged Fu Qingshen's waist from behind.

The man tightened his body slightly: "Honey, are you playing with fire?"

An Nian rubbed her cheek against Fu Qingshen's generous back, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth: "Don't think about it, I just want to hug you."

Fu Qing cleaned his hands and turned around to embrace An Nian. He lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his pen: "A kiss?"

The tone of the inquiry.

An Nian looked up at him.

He has already kissed involuntarily.

He hugged the tenderness in his arms even tighter, and his eyes were full of her most beautiful appearance.

An Nian also softened her legs under Fu Qingshen's sweet kiss. She hung on Fu Qingshen's body weakly and bonelessly, raised her small face, bit her lower lip and raised her eyes to stare at him complainingly.

Fu Qingshen lost control instantly, impulsiveness is the devil!
He walked with his palms wide, his shirt in a mess.

"Bang!"

An Nian bounced away from Fu Qingshen's arms like a frightened bird.

Fu Qing looked up at the door dissatisfied.

At the door of the kitchen, Fu Xiao stood there innocently with wide-eyed eyes.

The three of them looked at each other, and there was a weird and awkward atmosphere in the flowing air.

After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, coughed a few times suddenly, his old face flushed and turned his head away quickly.

"I, I'll get a glass of water to drink, that, you go on, you go on."

An Nian's stomach suddenly felt nauseated, and before she could recover, she lay down on the sink and vomited.

Fu Qing was shocked, and the unhappiness of being interrupted by Fu Xiao was swept away. He hurriedly stepped forward to pat An Nian on the back.

"Niannian, what's the matter with you?" He asked anxiously.

An Nian's lips were red, swollen and water-stained from the kiss.

The overwhelming discomfort in her stomach seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and the crystal water in her eye sockets filled her eyes.

She blinked and shook her head slightly.

Thinking slightly, she wanted to relive the feeling just now, but she couldn't recall that feeling anymore.

After a long absence, I felt a secret joy in my heart.

"Go, I'll take you to the hospital."

Seeing the unpredictable expression on An Nian's face, Fu Qingshen held An Nian's hand nervously and prepared to take her to the hospital.

An Nian hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay, I just suddenly feel uncomfortable in my stomach, maybe I ate too much for dinner."

Fu Qing frowned deeply, apparently still worried.

An Nian had no choice but to carefully protect her abdomen and jumped in front of him: "Look, I'm really fine."

Fu Qingshen felt relieved for the time being.

So, in the next few days, An Nian had more symptoms, such as lethargy and fatigue, picky mouth...

A voice in her heart cried out boldly.

But it cannot be confirmed.

The company got busy and began to prepare exhibits for the winter quarterly meeting.

Although An Nian was Fu Qingshen's special assistant, he still took into account the position of director of the design department.

As the first designer of the exhibits in the last quarter, An Nian participated in this design, and Xia Qing was going to be in charge of a single product design alone.

Xia Qing has been absent-minded recently.

An Nian knew the reason, but didn't participate in it and ask too much.

Mother Xia's words are still in my ears.

She really didn't want to involve herself in these muddy waters anymore.