After rebirth, she dove into the arms of a sick girl

By staying up late on New Year's Eve, Fu Yuzhi was finally able to stay in an upright manner.

Jiang Shiyan fell asleep again, and Fu Yuzhi took him back to the room.

Lying on the bed with the woman in his arms, Fu Yuzhi couldn't bear to close his eyes.

When his eyes fell on his arms, the woman's black hair lay softly on her thin white neck, rising and falling slightly with her breathing.

Perhaps his sight was too dazzling, and Jiang Shiyan turned over slightly.

With the movement, the pillow under her body moved slightly, revealing the notebook under the pillow.

Fu Yuzhi took it over and opened it, and the woman's delicate handwriting jumped on the paper.

It is said to be a notebook, but the content is more like a diary.

Not wanting to wake up the woman on the bed, he walked quietly to the balcony with his diary.

Turn on the light, sit on the wicker chair and watch very carefully.

Diaries often start with small things, including happiness and disappointment.

18-year-old Fu Yuzhi missed ten years of her youth. 28-year-old Fu Yuzhi wants to make up for her past regrets from this diary.

The diary records some trivial matters in life, and also records a girl's secrets that cannot be revealed.

Time passed by, and more than half of it passed before I knew it.

Fu Yuzhi's gaze continued, and from nowhere, Fu Yuzhi's eyes became more and more solemn, and the corners of his mouth pursed tightly.

After reading the short line on the last page, Fu Yuzhi felt as cold as if he had fallen into a cold pool.

Fonts are firm and neat:

[God has given me a chance to live again. This time I want to be with Fu Yuzhi. 】

The time was the day they broke off their engagement.

……

Pulling her thoughts back to that meeting, she broke into the office and rushed into his arms with tears in her eyes.

She said: I regret it and I don’t want to break off the engagement.

When they met again, she lowered her head and kissed him softly.

She said: I want to be by your side.

She came to his rescue domineeringly at the party and warmed his broken heart.

She said: You go to hell and I will go to hell, you go to the mountain of knives and I go to the mountain of knives.

He remembered her asking if she believed in past lives.

At that time, he was sure that there were no ghosts and gods in the world, and even thought her words were too ridiculous, thus ignoring the emotions in her eyes.

It turns out that everything has traces to follow...

I don’t know how long I sat on the balcony, but there was a slight movement from the room behind me.

"Brother Yu?"

Fu Yuzhi turned around after hearing the sound.

Jiang Shiyan slept uneasily. When he turned over, he didn't see Fu Yuzhi, so he sat up and looked for him.

Faintly seeing a person sitting on the balcony, Jiang Shiyan spoke in a low voice.

The man turned around, his eyes scarlet.

There was obviously a long distance between him and his facial features were slightly blurred in the dark night, but Jiang Shiyan would never forget the look in his eyes at that time.

So much so that when I think of it again many years later, I will feel a sudden sense of loss for no reason.

Seeing Jiang Shiyan coming over, Fu Yuzhi closed his notebook without leaving a trace and threw it into a flower pot aside.

He got up and returned to the room. He was only a few steps away, but he felt that he had exhausted all his life's strength.

She was standing right in front of her, but it seemed like the moon in the mirror would disappear at any moment.

With strong hands, he hugged the person tightly, and the fear in his heart was relieved.

Fu Yuzhi's body temperature was very cold and he didn't know how long he had been sitting outside.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Shiyan suppressed his emotions and murmured: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Fu Yuzhi's mind was filled with the words in his notes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The note said: This time...

Does that mean they couldn't be together in their previous life?

Every time he thought about this possibility, Fu Yuzhi felt that every time he took a breath, he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Sensing his depressed mood, Jiang Shiyan was a little anxious, "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, okay?"

Concerned about Jiang Shiyan's mood, Fu Yuzhi said with difficulty, "Yanyan, do you think we will always be together in the future?"

"Yes, we will be together forever."

Although he didn't know why Fu Yuzhi asked this, Jiang Shiyan nodded without hesitation.

After being reborn, she only hoped that she and Fu Yuzhi could be together for a long time.

As if he didn't hear her answer, Fu Yuzhi was still immersed in memories.

Afraid that he would lose control of his emotions, Jiang Shiyan came up with a bad idea.

He put his arms on Fu Yuzhi's broad shoulders and kissed him on the lips, with a seductive smile in his eyes, "It's been a long night without any intention of sleeping, what else can you do?"

Pulling back his thoughts, his eyes fell on the woman.

He helped change into pajamas, a short pale pink suspender silk skirt.

The soft fabric seems to be leaking, and Jiang Shiyan's figure has gradually become plump these days, and every move is full of charm.

The palm of his hand rubbed the softness of her waist through the fabric, and the temperature in his palm gradually became hot.

The kiss fell slightly out of control, almost biting Jiang Shiyan's lips.

It wasn't until the woman beneath him let out a cry of pain that Fu Yuzhi suddenly woke up.

After a while, the blood in his eyes gathered again.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she stared at him in confusion, showing a hint of emotion.

Her appearance at this moment was reflected in his eyes, and Fu Yu curled his lips and smiled.

It seemed that only at this moment did he really feel that Jiang Shiyan was real and belonged to him.

……

After a long night of tossing, Jiang Shiyan woke up very late the next day.

My waist is sore and my knees are reddish.

After going downstairs and looking around, Mr. Jiang, who was reading the newspaper, said calmly: "I left before dawn. I don't know why I was in such a hurry."

Thinking of Fu Yuzhi's leaving figure, he felt like he had lost his soul.

He wanted to stop him, but was still a step too slow.

……

suburbs

The man is dressed in casual clothes and has a tall figure.

There are many people rushing to burn incense on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and most of them are in a hurry.

He stood quietly, out of tune with everything around him.

He has excellent facial features and noble temperament, and there are many female pilgrims around him who are making secret glances at him.

It's a pity that his eyes were focused and he didn't notice the sight of others at all.

The cold wind ruffled the fallen leaves and kicked up the dust around my feet.

The next second, the man's knees fell and he hit the steps hard.

There was a cry of surprise from the surrounding pilgrims when they realized what he was about to do.

"He wants to go up the mountain on his knees?!"

"My God, there are not ten thousand steps here, but eight thousand. Is he crazy?"

"That's right, if you take this step and kneel down, your knees will be broken!"

"I wonder what he wants to ask for?"

Someone in the crowd recognized Fu Yuzhi.

"Is he Fu Yuzhi? He is the cruel and cold-blooded third young master of the Fu family."

"It's a bit like...but the Fu family, the richest man in the country, shouldn't be short of wealth, right?"

Aren’t they the only ones who think about getting rich overnight?

"You are stupid. If you don't seek wealth... then you are seeking marriage!"

"Oh my god, he is so dedicated, I cry to death..."

Ignoring the noise around his ears, Fu Yuzhi kowtowed step by step as they said.

His eyes fell on the temple far away on the top of the mountain, full of determination.

He had asked the gods and Buddhas countless times to save him from dire straits, but unfortunately what he received the next day was still a sharp weapon stabbed at him.

At that time, he complained about why the Buddha didn't protect him...