After the divorce, Ms. Jiang surprised the world

An Xin watched as Fu Jingzhi entered her bedroom, and was about to go to the kitchen to make ginger soup.

Fu Jingzhi came out again, and said softly, "There is no change of clothes."

When Fu Jingzhi came, he didn't bring anything, let alone a change of clothes.

Anxin let out a sigh of relief, and said resignedly: "You wait for me to go to the store to buy it for you."

An Xin boiled the ginger soup, and went to the store under an umbrella to buy men's slippers, bath towels, pajamas, and toothbrushes.

After shopping, when she returned home, she saw Fu Jingzhi coming out of the bathroom wrapped in her pink towel.

Fu Jingzhi belongs to the type with cold white skin, who looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

Nearly 1.9 meters tall, tall and straight, the body lines are obvious, the black hair is not as regular as usual, but hangs lazily in front of the eyes, the water droplets on the hair fall from the collarbone, extending all the way to the most secret corner of the abdomen.

This is the first time An Xin has seen a man's body since she grew up. Although she and Fu Jingzhi have been alone in a foreign country for so many years, they have never crossed the distance.

It's not that she doesn't want to, but that Fu Jingzhi is extraordinarily strict and never gives her a chance to spy.

After An Xin realized it, she threw men's slippers, pajamas, even underwear, toothbrush, and towel all on Fu Jingzhi's body.

He said angrily: "Can you show some face, you can't hide in the bathroom, and who told you to come out wrapped in my bath towel, quickly change into my pajamas..."

Leaving aside some angry words, An Xin slammed the bedroom door shut, and went to the living room, desperately suppressing her anger, looking at the endless rain outside.

Just now Fu Jingzhi stood stubbornly in the heavy rain, his whole body was drenched, and he still refused to leave, compromise, and take shelter from the rain, once again appeared in An Xin's mind.

An Xin held on to the window sill, let out a breath, and cursed in her heart that her heart was too soft, that he just stood in the rain for a while, and your heart ached, it was really useless.

When you committed suicide to save him before, did he consider your feelings?

He can't wait to let you die, so that you will never appear in front of him, so that you won't bother him.

An Xin was interrupted by the smell of the pot, she was stunned for a moment, then realized that ginger soup was stewed in the kitchen, she hurried to the kitchen, but it was too late.

An Xin hurriedly turned off the fire, but luckily nothing happened.

But the soup in the casserole was boiled dry, so An Xin had no choice but to cut the ginger again and put in the brown sugar. After making it, she also felt a chill all over her body.

Although the temperature in Xiangcheng is suitable all year round, it is very suitable for people to live in, but it will also make people feel cold when it rains.

Nie Huan opened the refrigerator and saw that there were pears bought in the supermarket last time in the refrigerator, so he took out one and cut it open, then went to get some rock sugar, red dates, and made a rock sugar pear as a precaution.

As soon as she was done, there was the sound of the door opening behind her. Nie Huan looked back subconsciously, and saw Fu Jingzhi walking out wearing the loose pajamas she bought for middle-aged and elderly people.

Wearing the pajamas of middle-aged and elderly people on Fu Jingzhi's body, instead of lowering Fu Jingzhi's appearance, it gave him a mature charm.

The boyishness is much less, and the calm charm is more attractive.

He was originally Zhilan Yushu, the elegant type, even wearing exaggerated clothes, he could still make him ascetic and charming.

An Xin coughed twice, pretending to be calm and said, "How are you? You didn't catch a cold, did you?"

Fu Jingzhi narrowed his twinkling peach blossom eyes, a trace of cunning flashed across them quickly, and said sullenly: "It's not good."

Then he sneezed a few more times.

An Xin frowned and said: "You, you, if it wasn't for the sake of auntie, I wouldn't bother with you. You are fucking sick, standing in the rain, do you think you look handsome?"

While complaining, An Xin looked at the boiled brown sugar ginger soup. Seeing that the brown sugar ginger soup was still not ready, An Xin said angrily: "Go and lie on the bed, the ginger soup is not ready, don't dangle in front of me answer people."

Fu Jingzhi nodded, and reluctantly went back to his bedroom. After realizing his thoughts about An Xin, Fu Jingzhi's whole mind changed.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

He hasn't completely lost her yet.

This attic was very small, with only one bedroom, so Fu Jingzhi slept peacefully on An Xin's bed.

Looking at the bed sheet of the girly pink bear, the corners of Fu Jingzhi's mouth could not help but rise slightly, but he did not expect that An Xin, who has always been a female man, would like this kind of thing.

Why didn't he find out before?

After An Xin boiled the ginger soup, she put it on the bedside table, and said to Fu Jingzhi lukewarmly: "It's ready, drink it while it's hot."

Fu Jingzhi nodded, stirred the ginger soup with a spoon, and then said softly: "You look very strange, don't you also..."

"Shut up, don't curse me, I'm fine, I'm angry because of you, a bastard."

Leaving this sentence behind, An Xin didn't even look at Fu Jingzhi's face, and went back to the living room, the rain outside had stopped.

But still gloomy, An Xin took a sip of pear water and looked at the flower field not far away.

Although it was raining heavily today, fortunately there was no wind.

Although those delicate and beautiful flowers were drenched in a particularly embarrassing situation, as long as the rain stops and the sun rises, they will come back to life, even more dazzling than before.

Open the window with peace of mind, the rainy air is mixed with the fragrance of the soil, it smells very fresh and pleasant.

After An Xin finished her pear soup, she reckoned that Fu Jingzhi's ginger soup should also be finished. Now that the rain has stopped, it's time for Fu Jingzhi to leave.

When she pushed the door open and was about to say something to drive people away, she saw Fu Jingzhi's face was flushed and he was leaning on the bed in pain.

The bowl of ginger soup didn't move much, An Xin's eyes widened, she ran up to Fu Jingzhi, grabbed his hand, and found that his body was terribly hot.

An Xin exclaimed: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Jingzhi pursed his chapped lips, and said with difficulty: "I'm fine, maybe I got a fever from the rain, has the rain stopped now? I'll go now..."

Speaking of which, Fu Jingzhi was about to get up, but before he got up, An Xin pressed him firmly on the bed.

Although An Xin told herself over and over in her heart, don't be mean, don't be mean, but looking at Fu Jingzhi's sick and weak appearance, she still couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

"You die outside like this, what if the police find my head?"

"Won't find..."

"Shut up, I'll go to the doctor to see you."

An Xin turned around and ran out of the bedroom quickly, but did not see the corners of Fu Jing's raised lips and the sly look in his eyes when she turned to leave.

An Xin easily invited the doctors from the clinic. Although this small city is not big, the people are very warm-hearted.

When An Xin first came here, she didn't even buy any pots and pans, so the landlady asked her to eat at her home for several days.

When she has bought all the pots, pans and pans, the landlord aunt will cook delicious food, and she will give An Xin a copy.

When the doctor at the clinic arrived, he took Fu Jingzhi's temperature and put on a bottle.

Said to An Xin: "He will have a fever when he catches a cold, and he will be fine with drinking water for the past two days and eating a light diet."

"Thank you doctor."

After sending the doctor away, Fu Jingzhi said with a look of embarrassment, "Anxin..."

An Xin didn't know why, so she looked at Fu Jingzhi, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

"I……"

"What are you, if you have anything to say, hurry up and stop talking about it, okay?"

Although An Xin's tone was extremely impatient, she still walked up to Fu Jingzhi and touched his forehead naturally.

The fever has subsided, nothing happened, what the hell is Fu Jingzhi doing here.

Fu Jingzhi whispered, "I want to go to the bathroom, but I haven't finished the bottle yet."

An Xin instantly understood what Fu Jingzhi meant, and put her hands on her hips.

Angrily said: "What do you mean? Do you want me to take your bottle to the toilet? Let me tell you, it's impossible. You can either hold it in or take it by yourself. I won't serve you to the toilet. You gave me this heart."

Fu Jingzhi's eyes flashed a trace of depression, and he said sadly: "I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I want you to help me to the toilet and then go out..."

As he spoke, Fu Jingzhi sat up with difficulty, but before he could stand up, he fell down on the bed.

An Xin frowned and said coldly: "Fu Jingzhi, I remember you were not so weak before, look into my eyes and tell me, are you pretending?"

Fu Jingzhi: "..."

Too bad, he pretended to be so similar, but she still found out.

Fu Jingzhi pursed his lips and said, "If you think I'm faking it, you don't have to worry about me."

Seeing Fu Jingzhi's pale and lifeless look, he suppressed his doubts with peace of mind.

He said softly, "Forget it, even if I don't have feelings for you now, it's impossible for me to see you sick and living on the street."

Speaking of An Xin, she was about to help Fu Jingzhi up from the bed, she put Fu Jingzhi's arm on her shoulder, and grabbed the bottle with the other hand.

Continued: "Don't you want to go to the toilet? What are you doing in a daze?"

Fu Jingzhi said sullenly, "I can stay in a hotel, and I won't be wandering..."

"You may not know it yet. There are no hotels in Xiangcheng, and they are all rented houses. With your appearance, can you rent a house?"

"If you can, I won't stop you. Don't misunderstand me. This is to keep you. I just don't want to be ashamed of my conscience."

Fu Jingzhi pursed his lips, without saying a word, An Xin helped Fu Jingzhi to the toilet, he was reluctant at first, but now after entering the toilet, An Xin no longer feels ashamed at all.

He doesn't care, what does she care about.

Holding the bottle, she said expressionlessly: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you want to go to the toilet?"

Fu Jingzhi originally wanted to be reassured, but he didn't expect that he would be reassured instead.

He could only bite the bullet and say, "You, why don't you go out first..."

"It's okay if I go out. If you faint, it will be terrible. Don't worry, I won't peep at you. I will turn my back with the bottle."

After An Xin said that, Fu Jingzhi couldn't refuse anymore.

An Xin saw that Fu Jingzhi's jade-white skin had a touch of blush, and she knew that Fu Jingzhi was shy.

The two have been together abroad for so many years, because of her obstruction, no woman has ever appeared by Fu Jingzhi's side.

So much so that the current Fu Jingzhi has never been in love, let alone had ambiguous contact with women.

In fact, she, Jiang Mianmian, and Fu Jingzhi are more traditional people, and they will not have that kind of relationship with their future spouse until they are married.

Thinking of this, An Xin couldn't help but chuckled twice, seeing that Fu Jingzhi hadn't moved yet, An Xin became impatient.

He rolled his eyes and said, "You're a big man, why are you so annoying? Are you still afraid of being seen by me? If you're really embarrassed to take it off yourself, I'll take it off for you."

Speaking of An Xin, she wanted to pull Fu Jingzhi's pajama pants, because they were old people's pajama pants, they were looser and easier to take off, An Xin swears, she really didn't use much strength.

With just a slight tug, Fu Jingzhi's pajama pants were pulled off, along with Kekeke.

Time seemed to stand still, and An Xin never thought that her actions just now would be so bold and rude.

An Xin's face felt extremely hot, and she said awkwardly: "Ahem, er, you hold the bottle by yourself, I, I have something to do, let's go first, you, what do you need, call, call me. "

An Xin dropped this sentence, and before Fu Jingzhi could react, she quickly ran out of the toilet.

An Xin ran into the living room, the indescribable thing just now seemed to be engraved in her mind.

Her heart started beating wildly again, the feeling that her heartbeat was out of control was really uncomfortable.

And Fu Jingzhi was no better than An Xin's state. After he had solved his physical needs, he put the bottle on the sink and desperately washed his face with cold water.

The cold water suppressed his restlessness, but his heartbeat was still beating uncontrollably.

By the time he tidied up his emotions and came out of the bathroom, it was already dark outside.

An Xin walked over with several boxes of packed food, lowered her eyes and said softly, "I bought vegetable porridge, you can drink some."

Fu Jingzhi responded, and then the two of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward and tense.

Both of them didn't dare to look into each other's eyes. After eating silently on the small table, they settled the table with peace of mind.

After thinking about it, I still didn't hold back and said: "No matter what your purpose of coming to Xiangcheng is, I'm not interested. You should take good care of your illness first, and then go when you recover."

After saying this, An Xin turned around and left, looking at An Xin's slender and straight back, Fu Jingzhi felt powerless again.

An Xin walked out of the bedroom and received a call from China. After she came here, she changed the phone and the previous contact information. The only person who knew her contact information here was Jiang Mianmian.