Mr. Fu's abusive lover

The former youth was his light. In the morning light of high school, facing the rustling of golden leaf elms, Chen Chen ran wantonly on the playground.

A little bit of sweat permeated the short sleeves of the school uniform. The young man ran the last lap and stopped in front of him. The heat made him turn up the hem of his clothes, revealing his flexible waist.

With a bright smile, he raised his head and took a sip of water, then walked side by side with himself to the cafeteria.

The soft light hit his cheeks, and the young man looked at him tenderly and brightly: "I bought porridge and put it on the table after I left the dormitory, and now the temperature is just right when I go back."

Fu Yucheng just smiled, accepting all the love from that man.

He enjoys the feeling of being watched all the time, keeping him above the clouds all the time.

However, five years later, the warm and bright young man sat on the hospital bed in a state of embarrassment, with his face burned, forcing him to point a sharp knife at himself, and then sternly said: "Kill me!"

The past happiness seems to be uncountable, covered by layers of suppurative blood, smeared with something called "overwhelming water, hard to recover", and finally the dam collapsed, completely destroying the fantasy.

Fu Yucheng's cheeks were aching. As he walked with his eyes blank, he suddenly felt powerless all over his body and fell to his knees in the hospital corridor.

His Chenchen let himself kill him just now.

"Hmph", Fu Yucheng slowly lowered his head under the surprised eyes of everyone, and laughed.

He went mad and became a demon in an instant.

Everything inside is rotten, but still misses the gleam of light from Chenchen.

On a dark road full of thorns, Fu Yucheng knelt on the ground and looked at the faint light that was about to be blown out by the hurricane.

He, don't give him a single thought.

Qi and blood surged up, and the clothes on Fu Yucheng's chest were stained with blood, and he lost consciousness.

The door was closed, Fu Niansheng stood at the door and refused to come over, Chen Chen sat by the bed, pursed his lips and smiled: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Niansheng stared at him: "What do you think?"

It was too hot in the ward, and a slit was left by the window to let the fresh air blow in, with the unique smell of pine trees, refreshing.

The hair fluttered slightly, and Fu Niansheng stood there casually, with the laziness of just waking up, and there were faint traces on his fair face, but it couldn't hide the elegance and dignity of his body.

Chen Chen was stunned fiercely, and sat down obediently to admit his mistake actively: "Should I not lie on the bed and read?"

"Also!" Fu Niansheng looked at Chen Chen with dissatisfaction, his eyes were always dark and bright, and his handsome face looked at Chen Chen with such grievance at this moment, which made Chen Chen's heart soften instantly.

Beside the bed was a bunch of flowers that couldn't be called out, blooming recklessly. It was bought by Fu Niansheng to make Chen Chen feel comfortable.Surrounded by white, there is only a touch of thriving vitality.

Chen Chen likes it very much. He waters it every day with his heart, and that bunch of blossoms grows more and more luxuriant.But at this moment, no matter how delicate and beautiful the flower is, it can't compare to the expression of that person when he pretended to be slightly angry.

My heart was itchy, hiding an indescribable numbness.

"I was wrong." Chen Chen looked away, and then couldn't help looking at his face.

Tentatively, he lowered his tone and coaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I shouldn't have talked to him for so long, I actually didn't want to."

"You're still laughing!" Fu Niansheng felt even more aggrieved. He walked up to Chen Chen, grabbed his face with his hands, and pulled him to the sides: "You still hold hands with him."

"He caught me."

"I also heard that you let him see your wounds." Fu Niansheng accused him again: "All of them have been seen."

"...No, it's just the upper body. I just want him to feel guilty and stop pestering me." Chen Chen couldn't speak clearly, and tried to explain with his mouth muttering.

"You still don't admit what you did wrong, wait until I find someone to hold hands." Fu Niansheng gave him a vicious look, and emphasized: "Hold for 5 minutes."

Chen Chen blushed, and couldn't help but bury his head on the pillow. He said with a smile, "Who do you want to hold hands with? Brother Fu?"

Fu Niansheng remained silent as if angry.

Chen Chen pushed his feet again, and said with a sullen head, "Brother Sheng?"

Fu Niansheng rescued his head from under the pillow, and seeing that the scar on his face hadn't been bumped, he said slowly, "Is it okay to find Xiaohua, and I will make you jealous in front of you."

Chen Chen's eyes were full of water, and his wet and red lips raised unconsciously.

The wound felt a little bit of pain from being pulled again, he sat up, and nodded in agreement: "Xiao Cuihua is also a male animal, I will definitely be jealous, I swear."

The corners of Fu Niansheng's eyes rose slightly, expressing his anger with a fierce expression.But the more it looked, the more it looked like a tsundere cat, jumping on people on purpose to attract attention, it was no deterrent to Chen Chen.

Fu Niansheng once again felt that the prestige of the head of his family was getting smaller and smaller.

Although Chen Chen was covered with injuries, he looked at the reserved cat owner with bright eyes, and his heart was filled with warmth.

Fu Niansheng knew that Chen Chen had something to say to Fu Yucheng, so he endured his jealousy and respected his opinion.He stood outside the door and listened with a sore heart, but also had to ensure the safety of his sweetheart.

In the end, there was only a slight quarrel, which made Chen Chen's heart soften, he understood himself.

Fu Niansheng watered the flowers slowly, and looked at Chen Chen from time to time.The beautiful face is slightly buried on the pillow, and the cheek on the right side is on it to prevent the cloth from rubbing.

The people around him were breathing lightly and drowsily.Fu Niansheng gently put down the kettle and disinfected the area around the scar.

Then she kissed lightly on the forehead, and said softly: "Sweet dream, I will accompany you".

Chen Chen's eyelashes trembled, then he breathed steadily and fell asleep.

As the night became cooler, Mr. Fu got up and closed the window, and sat by the bed again.

The flowers are blooming vigorously, and the room is warm.

After being hurt by Fu Yucheng, Chen Chen once solemnly swore in his heart that he would never fall in love again, it hurt too much.

He was already bruised and bruised, and Fu Yucheng sprinkled salt on his wounds. He sat alone in a small cage, thinking of dying countless times.

As the days passed, he was terrified all day long, full of fear of love, and lost basic trust in people.

Unexpectedly, Fu Niansheng gently caught the self-defeating self, and in a short period of time, he regained the ability to love, and saw the beauty of the world again.

All of this can only be done by Fu Niansheng, other people cannot replace such a beautiful person.

There are tens of thousands of people like Fu Yucheng in the world, but there is really only one Fu Niansheng.

Gentle, strong, humorous, and patient.

It was already night when Fu Yucheng woke up, and the first thing he did was go to see Chen Chen.

Ignoring the nurse's worried gaze, Fu Yucheng clutched his chest and walked from the twelfth floor to the seventh floor.

The lighting is warm and bright, and there is a TV in the room, showing cartoons that do not meet the age.

While being fed porridge by Fu Niansheng, Chen Chen sneaked a few glances at the cartoon.

His eyes flickered, as if he was doing something bad.

A bowl of porridge bottomed out, and Fu Niansheng caught him, and said something with a chuckle, which made Chen Chen furious, put his hands on Fu Niansheng's chest, and tried to push him away.

One side of the narrow glass, Fu Yucheng stood outside the door and saw the strange Chen Chen.

Chenchen who likes to be coquettish, has a bad temper, and stares at others.

It seems to be a privilege that belongs exclusively to Fu Niansheng, and even the former self has never had it.

I was very tired and had a headache.Fu Yucheng looked at the two of them masochistically.

At this moment, he finally knew that being sensible and forbearing is not a person's natural instinct, but that he has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he does not deserve the privilege of being unscrupulous.

In the long first half of his life, no one ever taught him to love.His mother taught him to be independent, and Fu Nianhua taught him to forbear.

Later Chen Chen appeared in front of him clumsily, ignorantly trying his best to like him, he enjoyed it as it should, consumed it, but also despised him.

Originating from the feelings of his parents, he doesn't believe in all free gifts.

When he left, he was hunched over, more sluggish than when he came.Chen Chen is the only pillar for him to live a good life, Chen Chen doesn't want him anymore, if he is going to lose him, he is good to others.

His tendons were cramped, his skin was peeled, and he was rolled in the sea of ​​fire again.

In the future, who will be as stupid as Chen Chen and love such a bad self.

No one is there anymore.

There are still a lot of things waiting for him in the company, but Fu Yucheng thought with a wry smile, if his bankruptcy and downfall would make Chen Chen happier, then he can give the company away now, even if he is a beggar.

Before Sheng Zechuan arrived, Fu Yucheng walked aimlessly, and sat at the door of the outpatient hall of the hospital again.

He looked at the people rushing to see a doctor, but felt that no one was seriously ill than him.

His whole body was shivering from the cold, but even though he sat on the cold ground in winter, no one came to help him and told him that sitting on the cold ground was not good for his health.

Fu Yucheng lowered his head, trying to completely block all voices.

Footsteps sounded in front of him, Fu Yucheng didn't move for a long time, until he heard the sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette, he wiped his face and stood up: "Let's go."

Sheng Zechuan opened the car door and sat in, holding a cigarette between his fingertips and did not speak.

It wasn't until the soot cleared and the window was opened to let out the choking smell that he said, "Do you need to see Gu Hanyu?"

Fu Yucheng had a severe headache, he tilted his head back, and it took him a long time before he said, "Go see Chen Heng".

Chen Heng is a brainless one. He is a little weak due to a blood disease. He was spoiled and raised, and it is impossible for him to withstand the pain of burns and the harsh environment of the prison.

To force Chen Zhanxue to speak, he must first attack Chen Heng.

The car merged into the traffic flow, Sheng Zechuan glanced at the rearview mirror: "What are you going to do about the company?"

Fu's group suffered a great trauma. Although Fu Yucheng's method still had some power over the high-level officials, he was friendly on the surface, but kept making small moves in private.

"Let them make trouble." Fu Yucheng closed his eyes: "When it's important, they don't pay attention. I'll see who will end it when the trouble gets bigger."

Sheng Zechuan nodded.