On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

When he said this, his eyebrows were lowered, without his usual toughness, Jiang Shu seemed to have seen the child who was wronged and proud, sitting in the rain.

But now that grandpa is gone, no one is taking him home anymore.

"It's okay, I didn't expect it at all." Jiang Shu put the bowl on the table beside him.

He didn't say a word for a while, and after a while he asked dully: "How much, I'm still looking forward to it."

The corner of Jiang Shu's mouth turned down, feeling that this person was unreasonable, "Master Fu, I was let go, how do you want me to answer?"

"If you saw me that day, what would you like to say to me?" Fu Shiyan raised his head and asked, his eyes were dark.

When two close people know each other too well, they will have telepathy.

Jiang Shu looked at him for a while, and felt that God was really unfair, his face was rare even in the entertainment industry.

"I want to ask you if I am more important or Wensu is more important." Jiang Shu smiled wryly.

After hearing this, Fu Shiyan twitched the corners of his lips, knowing that she was joking.

Some words are to be said at a specific time, and if that time has passed, they may never be said again for the rest of their lives.

He missed that particular time.Jiang Shu thought.She didn't want to say it, and it didn't make sense.

She glanced at the people in the French windows behind him, they looked calm, but they were all thoughtful.

"Will they affect you?"

"The old man is gone, everything doesn't matter anymore." Fu Shiyan didn't look back, picked up her bowl of noodles, and started to eat. "Whatever they want, they will give it if they can fight for it."

Jiang Shu was not used to his depravity, and finally realized what Lu Xun meant by those words.

The forces in Haicheng will be reshuffled.

The man leaned over slightly, and the movement of eating noodles stopped. .

"Fu Shiyan."

Jiang Shu hesitated and called out: "... Fu Shiyan."

Fu Shiyan raised his eyes slightly, his eye circles were red, and he showed her a smile that was uglier than crying.

She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand to cover his eyes, trying to keep his tear from falling.

The next day, grandpa's funeral was held. The cemetery was in the back hill of Fu's old house, where he was buried with his grandparents.

Jiang Shu wore the bracelet given to him by his grandfather in the past. He said that it was a family heirloom from the Fu family to the eldest son's wife. No matter what her status is now, at least she is always the grandson-in-law in the heart of his grandfather.

The funeral was very simple. Everyone held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and offered them in front of the tomb. Fu Shiyan stood by the tombstone and shook hands with the visitors.

He was dressed in black standing between the sky and the earth, his back was straight, but his posture was lonely.

Everyone left, he stayed alone, arranged the flowers in front of the tomb, and then sat beside the tombstone with his sleeves rolled up.

No one knew what Fu Shiyan was thinking. He just sat in the sun, took a branch in his hand, wrote his name on the ground, crossed it out, and wrote it again.

Until the afternoon, Jiang Shu was invited by Aunt Liu, and she was surprised.

After a while, she came forward, knelt down helplessly, and put down the cuffs for him, "He will be upset if he always acts like this in front of grandpa."

"You can't hit me if you're not happy." Fu Shiyan let her toss, it didn't matter.

Jiang Shu stopped moving and glanced at him, "In your dream, you are waiting to be beaten."

Fu Shiyan pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this time, Jiang Shu came to Fu's old house for the second time. The first time was the first New Year's Eve after they got married. Unexpectedly, when he came again, things were different.

In the evening, Fu Shiyan developed a fever, which reached 39 degrees 6, and he couldn't sleep.