fleeting years live up to your love

"What are you doing? Don't torment me."

After a day of filming, she was very tired.

"I won't torment you."

He squatted down, helped her put on her slippers, and pulled her outside.

"Dinner is ready, go to bed after eating."

He walked slowly, matching her slow pace, his hand was big and warm, just like before, he held her little hand completely in his palm.

She had no appetite and was afraid of getting fat, so she managed to eat a little before slipping back into the room.

It's late summer and the weather is starting to cool down.

The temperature is fine during the day, but drops sharply at night.

Junjun and Qiuyue changed Fu Shengnian's bedding in the guest room to a thin quilt, but her room hadn't been changed yet, and she was still covered with a blanket.

The first half of the night was okay, but in the second half of the night, she felt cold, turned on the lamp, got up in a daze, and found a quilt in the cabinet. Just as the quilt was spread, the phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, it was an unknown number, she hesitated for a few seconds, and answered.

As soon as she attached the phone to her ear, a sharp sound stung her eardrums.

She was no stranger to that voice, it was Meng Meizhu.

"You little bitch, if you dare to rape me, I know you did it, and you will die."

This curse made her frown, and said displeasedly, "Are you sick?"

"You're playing dirty with me, trying to mess with me?"

"What do you mean?"

"The thing on the hot search is caused by you, don't you deny it, little bitch, even if I die, I won't make it easier for you, just wait for me."

Before she could say anything else, the call was cut off.

She quickly clicked on Weibo and looked at the trending search list. She didn't expect Tang Zhan to move so fast. Meng Meizhu and Xia Chuyun had both been on the trending searches. The two dominated the top three searches, completely becoming popular.

For Yaori Media's tax evasion, Meng Meizhu, as the one responsible, has to bear a fine of [-] million yuan. Because the amount is huge, she will probably be punished criminally.

As for Xia Chuyun's scandal, once exposed, Weibo has exploded.

It's two o'clock in the morning, but Weibo is still very lively.

She read the hot searched comments for a while, and felt a little tired. She put down her phone and was just about to turn off the lights and go to sleep when she heard a 'pop' sound from the next room.

Like something broke.

She opened the door and walked out, approaching Fu Shengnian's room lightly.

She reached out and knocked on the door. Before she could speak, she heard Fu Shengnian's voice from inside.

"Don't come in."

His voice was almost a growl, with suppressed irritability.

She suddenly became a little nervous, and without thinking about other things, she pushed the door open.

In the eyes, Fu Shengnian was sitting on the ground beside the bed, pinching his head with one hand, and holding a piece of glass in the other. There was a shattered glass on the ground.

He probably wanted to clean up the broken cups, but accidentally scratched his hand, and the bright red blood dripped on the floor, mixed with a few blood-stained pills, which made her terrified.

She walked over quickly and helped him up.

"what are you doing?"

The muscles in his arms were tense, his whole body was stiff, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Nothing."

He gritted his teeth and endured a headache.

"What kind of medicine is that?"

She glanced at the few pills on the ground and asked him in surprise.

"painkiller."

The problem of headache suddenly occurred.

Whenever there is any worry or something that makes him nervous and exciting, he will fall ill.

Since the car accident, his headaches can't be cured, and he can only relieve them with painkillers.

Jian Yao knew that he had a headache problem, but didn't know it was so serious.

Seeing a small medicine bottle on the bedside table, she ignored the debris and blood on the floor, hurried downstairs to pour another glass of water, and brought the medicine box along the way.

Poured a painkiller from the medicine bottle, let Fu Shengnian take the medicine with water first, she quickly helped him to deal with the cut hand, and then slowly cleaned up the broken cups and blood on the ground.

Fu Shengnian sat on the head of the bed and looked down at her. As soon as the medicine took effect, his headache got some relief, and he began to feel drowsy.

He lay down slowly and closed his eyes.

Jian Yao cleaned up the mess on the ground, looked up again, and found that he had fallen asleep.

She was worried, pulled a chair over, and instead of going back to the room, she watched him by the bed all night.

The next day.

As soon as Fu Shengnian opened his eyes, he saw Jian Yao lying on the bedside. She was covered with a blanket, shivering from the cold, and her lips were pale.

He was stunned for two seconds, remembering what happened last night, immediately sat up, patted Jian Yao's shoulder lightly, she frowned and opened her eyes, seeing that he woke up, she quickly asked: "Is it better?"

"Ah."

"Do you often have headaches?"

"Not often."

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"Seen."

He had seen many doctors, but nothing helped.

"Is it cured?"

He shook his head.

Jian Yao's eyes darkened, and she couldn't help but think of Fu Shengnian who had been in a car accident and was unconscious for a long time. His head was severely injured, and he had headaches since then.

After she divorced him, she didn't care too much about him anymore.

His problem seems to be a little serious.

"Sister Yaoyao, it's not good."

Qiuyue's shout suddenly came from the corridor.

Fu Shengnian lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but she pushed him back.

"Don't move, I'll go take a look."

Helping Fu Shengnian cover the quilt, she got up and went out.

Qiuyue looked flustered and was knocking on the door of the master bedroom. Seeing her coming out of the guest room, Qiuyue couldn't be bothered to be surprised. dead."

"Call the police."

Jian Yao walked downstairs without thinking.

The so-called lunatic is none other than Meng Meizhu who called her last night.

Junjun and Qiuyue didn't know her, so they let her in. At this moment, she was holding a knife and pointing the knife straight at Junjun.

Junjun was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed, tears streaming down his face.

"What about that little bitch, let her get out and die."

Meng Meizhu's eyes were staring, her eyes were red, she still had injuries, her hair was messy, and her disheveled clothes really looked like a lunatic.

Qiuyue was still calling the police, but Jian Yao's people had already arrived downstairs.

Fu Shengnian couldn't sleep when he heard the words 'crazy' and 'knife'. Jian Yao walked out of his room, and he got off the bed and followed.

Standing on the stairs, he saw Jian Yao help Junjun up and pull the terrified little girl behind him to protect her.

"The police will be here soon, don't mess around."

Jian Yao warned Meng Meizhu with a black face.

The latter grinned and let out a sharp laugh, "Little bitch, today either you die or I live."

Meng Meizhu rushed towards her like crazy.

As soon as she pushed Junjun away, she also dodged to the side. Meng Meizhu was caught in the air, and immediately swung the knife fiercely and stabbed at her again.

Seeing that the knife was about to stab her, a figure suddenly rushed over, protected her in his arms, and kicked her out at the same time, kicking the knife away from Meng Meizhu's hand.

[The author has something to say]

Someone is probably going to ask, where is the bodyguard?I will tell you in the next chapter