〔ABO〕The ex-husband is hard to find

In the next few days, Fang Zekun seemed to have forgotten his work, and stayed with Ruan Cheng in the hospital 24 hours a day. His assistant called him countless times, but he hung up without even looking at it. Later, he simply shut down the phone up.

Seeing that the company's backlog of documents was increasing, the assistant had no choice but to call Ruan Cheng.

"Hey?"

"Is it Mr. Ruan?" The assistant seemed to have grasped the last straw, and hurriedly said, "Is Mr. Fang with you?"

Ruan Cheng was a little puzzled when he suddenly received a call from his assistant, but he still told the truth: "Well, here it is."

The assistant was so anxious that blisters formed around the corners of his mouth, and he said with grievance: "I haven't been able to contact Mr. Shang for several days, and there are several piles of documents that need to be reviewed by him. What happened to you?" ?"

Ruan Cheng was startled, he hadn't thought of this question before, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it seems that Fang Zekun really hasn't even touched a computer during this period of time.

"I see. There's nothing wrong here. I'll let him go back as soon as possible."

The assistant chief breathed a sigh of relief, and even said a few words of thanks. He scratched his head and scratched his head these days, busy like a spinning top.

When Ruan Cheng hung up the phone, Fang Zekun just opened the door and walked in. He was carrying large and small bags of things, all of which were supplements for Ruan Cheng.

Seeing Ruan Cheng's gaze towards this side, Fang Zekun smiled awkwardly, and raised the bag in his hand: "This is milk powder, this is protein powder... I don't know which one you like to drink, so I can just drink each of them." I bought some of the brands, let’s change them.”

Ruan Cheng didn't answer, and after a while, he sighed: "When are you going to leave?"

"Go?" Fang Zekun put the supplements on the cabinet, "I won't go, I will stay here with you."

Ruan Cheng lowered his eyes: "The assistant called me and said that the company's documents are waiting for you to go back and sign."

Fang Zekun frowned, and immediately picked up his mobile phone to call his assistant. He said angrily, "What nonsense is he talking about! I..."

"Fang Zekun," Ruan Cheng interrupted him with a sincere tone: "Aren't you going to take your company? Are you not going to be your president?"

Fang Zekun put down the plastic bag in his hand, took out a bucket of milk powder and opened it: "It is more important to take care of you now."

Ruan Cheng didn't take the milk that Fang Zekun handed over, and turned his eyes away: "No need, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I also have my own job."

The rich milk fragrance permeated between the two of them, and time seemed to be frozen, Ruan Cheng gritted his teeth and continued: "We all have to work and live, so please also take up the responsibility of the president, Mr. Fang."

He deliberately bit the word "President Fang" very hard, his mandibles were tense, and his eyes deliberately avoided Fang Zekun.

The company was created by Fang Zekun. Ruan Cheng and Fang Zekun watched it grow and expand little by little, and finally occupied a place in the market.No one knows better than Ruan Cheng how much painstaking effort, how much sweat, how many sleepless days and nights have been put into it.

Maybe Fang Zekun was just a momentary brain fever, or maybe it was because of the child.But no matter what the reason is, his goodness is temporary and fleeting. When he "wakes up" and returns to the original rhythm of life, can he bear the days without him?

Ruan Cheng would rather hide himself in the thick shell and use the sharpest thorns to disguise himself.He was forcing Fang Zekun to leave early, and he was also forcing himself not to fall.

Fang Zekun was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and let out a soft "um", the voice was so small that it was not real, it was more like a muffled snort coming from his nasal cavity.

On this day, Fang Zekun smoked a whole pack of cigarettes downstairs.

The next day, when Ruan Cheng was discharged from the hospital, Fang Zekun did not come.

Du Zhuang and his wife came to the hospital to pick up Ruan Cheng. They originally wanted to take Ruan Cheng back to their home, but Ruan Cheng insisted on returning to the dilapidated courtyard. In desperation, the two had to repeatedly tell Ruan Cheng to be careful.

Turning on the light with a "snap", Ruan Cheng was not used to the suddenly bright room.

Most likely because there were no living people, even with the heating on, the room felt chilly, bone-chillingly cold.

But only in this cramped corner can Ruan Cheng find a sense of belonging. This is his last home.

He walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

I don't know if it's because Fang Zekun was there a few days ago, the child grows fast, or maybe it's a psychological effect, Ruan Cheng can clearly feel the vitality that is gestating under his belly.

Ruan Cheng felt ashamed.

As soon as he sat down, there was a knock on the door, and Fang Zekun, who was dressed in formal attire, was standing two steps away from the door.

"Why... didn't you tell you to go back?" Ruan Cheng was startled when he saw Fang Zekun, he asked in a low voice.

Fang Zekun was afraid that Ruan Cheng might misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "I went back yesterday, I finished processing all those documents, and I specially took the earliest train to come today."

If you look closely, there is a bruise under his eyes, which must be the product of staying up all night.In fact, Fang Zekun originally wanted to drive here, but he was busy all night, and he didn't finish processing those documents until dawn. He didn't dare to drive tired anymore.

Ruan Cheng sighed lightly: "What's the matter?"

His hand was still on the door, and he didn't intend to let Fang Zekun in at all.

It was here that Fang Zekun forcibly formed a knot with him, and it was also here that he cried and begged Fang Zekun to let him go.

There were too many painful memories, Ruan Cheng really didn't have the courage to let Fang Zekun in again, and was alone with him.

Fang Zekun didn't force it, but just stretched out his hand to gently embrace Ruan Cheng into his arms.

This hug was very light and soft, and it was fleeting. As soon as Ruan Cheng felt Fang Zekun's breath and body temperature, Fang Zekun left with extreme restraint.

The smell of pheromone still lingered on Ruan Cheng's coat, and quietly got into Ruan Cheng's stomach, fused into that little meat ball.

Ruan Cheng's abdomen felt warm, and his face became a little more bloody.

Seeing this, Fang Zekun raised the corner of his mouth a little and breathed a sigh of relief: "Today's pheromone is enough."

Ruan Cheng didn't know what to say for a moment, he lowered his head and said "hmm" a little helplessly.

During this period of time, he has gradually adapted to Fang Zekun's physical contact from time to time, and his body is not as stiff as before.

Fang Zekun has really changed a lot compared to before, he always touches Ruan Cheng from time to time, and even speaks in a softer tone.In fact, it's a bit contrary to Mr. Fang, who is usually unsmiling.

Fang Zekun stretched out his hand to pinch Ruan Cheng's side face, and smiled.After this period of hard work, Ruan Cheng's face is a little fleshy.

"Okay, then I'll go first, the company still has something to do."

After all, Fang Zekun really turned around and left. The road at the door was not smooth, and he almost tripped.

Seeing the back of Fang Zekun leaving, Ruan Cheng was in a complicated mood. Did Fang Zekun come here across half of China just to give him a hug?

Ruan Cheng didn't believe it.

He retracted into a small ball under the quilt, and the corners of his eyes were a little sour.The heart seemed to be swollen, and it hurt a little.

This is just another elaborate scam designed to get a child.

From simplicity to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to simplicity is difficult, Ruan Cheng hardly dares to think about the situation of parting with Fang Zekun in the future.

I could have endured the darkness, he thought, if I had never seen the light.