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

She was about to cry, but he, who had entered the city team, took the trouble to practice game after game with her.

The boy in memory reunited with the man in front of him.

I don't know if it's because of guilt, Jiang Shu has a sense of hard work in it.

When Fu Shiyan's illness was about to recover, she took him to climb a mountain. A mountain in the old house was open to tourists on weekdays.

It was still dark, there were almost no people on the plank road, and the autumn wind was cold. The two of them climbed to the top of the mountain, overlooking the lights of Wanjia in Haicheng.

Jiang Shu opened his lips and was struck by the magnificence of the scenery.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, the sea level was pale, and the lights of Wanjia were extinguished one by one. Fu Shiyan stood behind the woman and watched the sun jumping out of the sky with her.

The red light covered the entire sky, Jiang Shu shivered from the cold, she suddenly called out: "Fu Shiyan."

"Ok?"

Jiang Shu put his hands on his lips, and shouted towards the sky, "It will be—ok——right—?"

All around are her echoes. .

Fu Shiyan was stunned for a moment, and her downcast eyes fell into her eyes full of hope.

He smiled, it was a real smile, his face stretched out, no longer tense, the end of his eyes curled up, and his pupils became brighter.

When the sun rose to mid-air, the two men walked down the mountain and returned to the old house. The servant waited for a long time: "Mr. Fu, someone is looking for you."

Fu Shiyan held the coat in his hand, his face darkened slightly.

In the study, it was Wen Su who brought Fu's director. She was dressed in white, and the gauze on her wrist had not been removed. She looked at the man in sportswear with some surprise.

"A Yan, everyone couldn't get in touch with you, so the directors had no choice but to find me. I'm sorry." She said cautiously.

Fu Shiyan threw his coat on the sofa, expressionless, "It should."

"Are you better?" Wen Su clenched his fingers, cautiously again.

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Shiyan replied coldly, "It's okay, I'll trouble you."

The director reported something to him, Wen Su consciously exited the study, walked to the corridor, and suddenly saw Jiang Shu sitting beside him, peeling an orange in his hand.

Her fingers were snow-white, and Wen Su thought of a word: slender hands break new oranges.

"Are you leaving?" She asked bitterly, pointing to Jiang Shu's bag.

Jiang Shu seemed to notice her just now, and put a piece of orange into his mouth, "I've done what I should do, of course I have to go, Mr. Fu's fiancee, don't get me wrong."

Her tone was relaxed, as if she didn't care.

Wen Su was suffering, "What have you guys done these two days?"

Jiang Shu made a suspicious voice, she smiled at Wen Su: "Didn't he tell you?"

This beautiful and vivid smile made Wensu completely lost his mind, she shook her head, "No."

"Forget it, I said he will be angry, you can ask yourself."

Wen Su frowned hard, "Speak clearly."

Jiang Shu just chewed the orange slowly without speaking.

"Jiang Shu, it's over for you, right? I'm his fiancee now. I beg you to stay away from him."

Full of unconfident words, Jiang Shu raised his head after listening, "But, if you get married, you can get divorced, so what is your fiancée?"

As she listened, she felt that Wensu was begging her to stay away from her.

Wen Su's face was pale, and she raised her wrist, "Just because I almost died because of him."

Jiang Shu calmly: "Dead? Life is the least valuable thing."

After speaking, Jiang Shu got up and passed her, and walked through the corridor.