I owe you a lifetime of love

An Nian got in touch with Fu Qingshen when he came back from the hospital that night.

At that moment, when looking at the message prompt tone on the phone screen.

She was excited and sour.

She read that message for ten minutes.

——Every year, I know what happened in Haicheng.You are frightened, I'm sorry, I still can't protect you by my side this time.I'm too busy with work, I can't come back for a while, wait for me.

Ten minutes later, she immediately called the other party.

But the phone is off.

An Nian tried several times, but every time there was no answer, or the phone was turned off directly.

The joy in the corners of her eyes and brows was instantly washed away by the heavy rain, as if nothing was left.

She bit her lip and dialed the phone again unwillingly.

Still no response.

She had no choice but to reply to the message.

——Although it was thrilling, fortunately, I am fine.I'm fine, don't worry, come back after work is over, I'll wait for you.

When this message was sent, it seemed like there was no response.

That night, An Nian tossed and turned for a whole night of insomnia.

Sleep aids don't work.

Xiaoyi is surprisingly well-behaved.

Unable to fall asleep and restless, she simply turned over and got up and walked to the French window to look out at the dark night.

Picking up the phone, edited another message and sent it.

——Fu Qingshen, what are you doing, I really miss you.

Still no response.

She stood by the window for a long time, and only returned to the bed when her legs were almost numb.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, the sky was gray and bright, and the light in the room covered by the curtains was dim.

An Nian immediately touched the phone next to her pillow, and she quickly clicked on the interface.

But there was no reply at all on the phone interface.

An Nian's heart sank, and she compulsively suppressed her emotions.

In this way, two full weeks have passed since Fu Qingshen's business trip.

Except for a message sent from time to time every day, Fu Qingshen seemed to have evaporated from the world.

An Nian couldn't find any information about him in any TV financial reports.

She couldn't hear his voice either.

She grew restless.

I went to ask Song Chao, Song Chao was very tired every day, with a pair of gray dark circles under his eyes, he calmly told Anian that nothing was wrong, and told her to wait, Mr. Fu was just on a business trip.

Just went on a business trip.

Convince yourself the same way.

It's like self-deceiving self-hypnosis.

The bodyguards surrounded Sheng Shihao's court three times.

Except for occasionally going to the hospital to see Xiao Xue surrounded by black bodyguards, An Nian almost stayed at home.

Looking at the dark sky outside, looking at the two occasional messages on the phone.

Her whole body gradually became restless.

Fortunately, all the depression disappeared when I saw the ignorant little girl in the crib.

On the pink and tender little bed, the little guy was babbling and babbling. She had grown up a bit and liked to suck her little finger.

That small piece of white and tender finger was moistened and red by her sucking water.

An Nian approached the crib, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Mrs. Fu breathed a sigh of relief: "Niannian, our little one is so obedient, such a child is really easy to coax."

"Yes." An Nian picked up the little guy in the crib.Her chest was full of love, and she said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "It's been so many days, we miss dad one by one, right? But does dad want one by one? Why don't you go home, yeah Didn't you leave home for a long time and forget the way back?"

The little guy didn't understand anything, his clear eyes rolled, and his lips were full of crystal saliva.

An Nian smiled helplessly: "Baby, ignorance is the most comfortable for young people..."

Mrs. Fu couldn't help asking: "Niannian, hasn't Xiaoshen said when he will come back?"

An Nian shook his head, it was still the answer from three days ago.

"He always seems to be very busy, except for sending me a message from time to time, he doesn't even answer the phone."

Mrs. Fu was startled.

On the morning of the eighth day of Fu Qingshen's business trip, An Nian saw a new text message on his phone when he woke up early and opened his eyes.

——Wife, I miss you and my precious daughter so much, I don’t know what you are doing now, hold on, I’ll be back soon.

For a moment, it seemed that there was comfort in my heart.

An Nian let out a heavy breath, and she slumped on the bed trying to clear her head.

This was the third day that Fu Qingshen sent comfort by sending messages like this.

On the third night after he left, they were still talking from the bottom of their hearts, expressing each other's thoughts through the phone screen.

On the fourth day, Shen Yuxi stabbed Xiao Xue.

I couldn't contact her that afternoon.

It wasn't until the fifth day, after she lost contact with countless calls, that she began to receive his messages.

She is not clairvoyant, so she doesn't know what happened to him on the other side of the ocean, but Anian knows that something happened to Fu Qingshen.

She doesn't know what happened to him...

They clearly agreed that they would never hide anything from each other in this life, but why...why is it still like this?
An Nian turned over and got up, she changed her clothes and went directly to Fu's
The bodyguards at the door couldn't stop her, so they had to escort her to Fu's in three cars.

That day, An Nian finally knew what happened.

Li Kaiwen and Song Chao are very busy in the company.

Fu's senior management held an emergency meeting.

They had just come down from the meeting when they met An Nian in neat business attire at the door of the president's office.

Perhaps it was because of the calm look in her eyebrows, or because there were bodyguards behind her, at that moment, Song Chao saw in An Nian an aura as powerful as that of Fu Qingshen.

Under An Nian's silent, staring eyes, he dodged his gaze, and finally hung his head in guilt and heartache.

Li Kaiwen also knew that he couldn't hide it.

"No matter what you do, you have to wait until you go in first."

The door of the president's office was pushed open, and the chair behind the desk was empty.

An Nian felt a pain in his heart.

"what happened?"

Song Chao was a little emotional, but Li Kaiwen said it calmly.

"Annian, first promise me to stabilize my mood."

In Li Kaiwen's eyes, An Nian was first and foremost a patient with a serious mental illness, and he couldn't look at the woman in front of him with equal eyes.

An Nian calmly raised her hand to stroke a strand of hair by her ear, and she said, "Just say what you want, I can bear it no matter what it is."

Li Kaiwen's eyebrows and eyes were silent and sad: "Four days ago at two o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Qingshen's flight home crashed, and everyone on that plane suffered an air crash..."

With the finalization of these words, An Nian's eyes darkened, and his figure softened...

The two men wanted to reach out to help, but Anian straightened his back and stood firm.

Her eyes were shining brightly, that afternoon, when Shen Yuxi appeared in the prosperous palace.

There was something blocked in her throat, and under a burst of burning pain, she asked calmly, "Are you sure... Are you sure he took that plane to return home?"