mountains and deep sea

Last night was another night of snow. When I got up in the morning, a thick layer had accumulated at the door. Shen Yanqing and her aunt at home worked hard to clear a path.

A black Land Rover suddenly stopped in front of her. Just as Shen Yanqing was wondering who was going to rush over early in the morning in such cold weather, she saw the car door opened, and a pair of long legs stepped down first, appearing in front of her His son is obviously a son who has been abroad for a long time.

Fu Wensheng stepped on the snow, and the snow covered his ankles in an instant. He glanced down, and then smiled at his mother who was dumbfounded, "Mom, don't you know your son?"

Shen Yanqing suddenly came to her senses, and she was sure that the person standing in front of her was indeed her son who had told her a few days ago that she would not be able to return home until a few days later.She couldn't help frowning, pretending to be unhappy, and said in a bad tone, "Why are the cars parked at the door, go to the parking garage!"

Fu Wensheng smiled helplessly.

"When did you come back? Don't tell me that your plane landed early in the morning." Shen Yanqing poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table. Watching Fu Wensheng take off his coat first, then his jacket, he couldn't help nagging, " Whoops, don’t take them all off, if there’s heating in the room, put on some extra clothes for me, it’ll be colder when I go out later.”

Fu Wensheng stopped the hand that was about to take off another sweater, pulled out the chair and sat down, took a sip of hot water first, "I came back yesterday, and I took the plane early in the morning yesterday."

Shen Yanqing raised her finger and nodded at him quite dissatisfied, "I knew it, how grown up you are, and you still play mystery with me. Then where did you sleep yesterday?"

"I asked Qi Song to find me a house."

"As soon as you came back, you didn't go home to take a look, but you found a house to live in. People who didn't know thought you didn't have a home." Became a housewife.The years did not leave traces on her face, but it was reflected in her nagging voice day by day.

Fu Wensheng waited for Shen Yanqing to complain for a while, then held his mother's hand in his hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb, "Mom, I'm going to be thirty, isn't it normal to move out by myself? Don't you want to Your son will eat it all his life."

Shen Yanqing glared at him, "You also know that you are almost there, why don't you hurry up and find a girlfriend..."

"Mom!" Fu Wensheng interrupted him dumbfounded, "Why did you talk about another topic, where is my dad?"

"Did you just think of looking for me now?" Said that Cao Cao had arrived, and a slightly thick and deep voice sounded behind him. Fu Wensheng and Shen Yanqing turned their heads together. It was Fu Qian who was wearing glasses and home clothes.

The lenses of the glasses reflected light, but Fu Wensheng also guessed that the uncompromising gentleman in the family must have sharp eyes and spoke unpleasantly.

Sure enough, the next second Fu Qian turned around and went upstairs first, "Follow me upstairs."

Shen Yanqing shrugged at Fu Wensheng.

Fu Wensheng also shrugged, got up and followed upstairs.

Fu Qian is very retro, which is reflected in the decoration of the home, especially in the study room.The ceiling-to-ceiling bookshelves are made of high-quality mahogany, and there are densely packed books on them. Contrary to Fu Qian being an entrepreneur, few of these books are economic books.

What Fu Wensheng liked most when he was a child was to look for books he liked on this bookshelf. When he was a child, he read them with only half of his knowledge, just for fun. Now standing in front of the bookshelf, he still wants to read those books that he has read.

"When did you come back?" Fu Qian stood in front of the desk, lowered his head and wrote his own calligraphy on his own.

Fu Wensheng glanced at it, and it was written with the words "Heaven rewards diligence". The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it is wrapped in Fu Qian's drive to know the fate and not to admit defeat.

"I came back yesterday."

"Don't you go home first when you come back?"

This question was exactly the same as what Shen Yanqing asked a few minutes ago, Fu Wensheng laughed, "My mother asked this question before, why don't you ask her?"

Fu Qian finally raised his head to look at his son. He hadn't seen him for many years, and his youthfulness had faded away. The maturity of a man could already be glimpsed in his son.

"Then why don't you ask if you are willing to come back from France?" Still thinking about what happened back then.

Fu Wensheng admitted it happily, "Well, I'm willing."

Fu Qian looked at him steadily, and after a long time said, "Then what are your plans when you come back?"

"When I came back, I accepted an offer from a university, and I plan to give it a try."

"Shua", the brush in Fu Qian's hand trembled after hearing Fu Wensheng's words, and a few drops of ink were thrown out of the brush, dripping on the desk, and an inappropriate stroke was left on the rice paper.

Fu Qian's expression remained the same, he just put down the brush, crumpled up the calligraphy he had written for a long time, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Fu Wensheng looked at his father's face and called out, "Dad?"

Fu Qian had already walked around the table, walked up to him, and carefully sized up his son by the light from the window.

Fu Wensheng was very smart when he was a child, and he was a role model in the yard. Many people said that Fu Wensheng would become a person like him in the future, a powerful entrepreneur.But Fu Qian knew that his son was as smart as he was smart, his own opinions were big and stubborn, and not many people could influence his thoughts.

It was like this before, and it was also like this when I secretly went abroad a few years ago, and it is still like this now.

Both he and Shen Yanqing had stubborn tempers, and they didn't know who Fu Wensheng's temper was following, and there was a feeling that he was better than Lan.

Fu Qian sighed inaudibly, then turned around and sat on the sofa, made himself a pot of tea, "You are almost thirty, it's good to have your own opinions, I won't take care of you, the company at home is yours Backer, use it when you need it, and leave it when you don’t need it.”

Fu Wensheng looked at his father in surprise, he was already prepared to be scolded by Fu Qian again, but he didn't expect Fu Qian's temper to change.

There is no other, Fu Qian's thunderous methods in the shopping malls have been restrained in recent years, and he is no longer as decisive and ruthless as he used to be. Maybe it is because he is getting older, he will always have a heart of compassion, and he will take care of him more. Begin to understand family members in a more tolerant state.

He sat opposite Fu Qian, "Life is your own, of course you can walk your own way. Things in the mall are too complicated, and people's hearts are fickle. I don't like it. Besides, I can't hold an abacus with my hands."

The tea is the best Pu-erh tea, and the tea is swallowed into the throat, and the tip of the tongue is still a bit bitter.

"I heard you got into a fight with someone in France? For your girlfriend?"

Fu Wensheng was even more surprised this time, and for a moment didn't know whether to laugh or not—how did his father know about this story.

"No, not a girlfriend, and no girlfriend."

Fu Qian snorted, "I wouldn't say it if I had you."

Fu Wensheng laughed, "You have wronged me, you really didn't."

After a few jokes, Fu Qian hesitated again and again, but still tried to comfort him earnestly, "I heard about what happened to you in the hospital, don't take it to heart for the rest of your life, do whatever you want, and don't burden yourself."

What Fu Qian said was the real reason why Fu Wensheng returned to China.

He was silent, only watching the tea leaves floating in the cup and then sinking to the bottom, before saying, "I will try my best."

Fu Wensheng talked with Fu Qian for a long time before coming out of the study, and when he was about to go back to his room to have a look, he heard a friendly greeting from downstairs——

"It's cold outside, come in and have a drink of chicken soup, I've been stewing it for a long time."

Then there was the sound of the door opening, and the sound of light footsteps came up, followed by a pleasant and slightly cold voice, "Thank you, auntie."

Fu Wensheng wondered who Shen Yanqing was entertaining so warmly, not even Qi Song was treated so well.He walked a few steps to the escalator, put his hands on the escalator, looked down, and saw Lu Yuzhi who was talking to Shen Yanqing with a smile while undoing his scarf.

The white light outside the window fell on his side face, making his already rosy face even paler.His fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and they were slightly bent when he took off the scarf, which was very beautiful.

Suddenly, Fu Wensheng walked downstairs and called out, "Mom?"

This sound made Lu Yuzhi turn his head and hit Fu Wensheng's dark pupils. Fu Wensheng looked at him and frowned slightly.

Fu Wensheng had already walked in front of them, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Lu Yuzhi meaningfully.

Shen Yanqing didn't know that they had met before, so she enthusiastically introduced Fu Wensheng to Lu Yuzhi, "Yu Zhi, let me introduce you, this is my son. He studied abroad before and never came back. This should be the first time you see him."

"It's not the first time." Fu Wensheng corrected Shen Yanqing, "I went to the theater with Qi Song yesterday to watch a dance drama. We met in the theater."

Shen Yanqing looked at them in surprise, "Then have you guys dealt with each other before?"

Fu Wensheng laughed, "Yes, Mr. Lu thought I was lost and took me to the parking lot. You won't forget again, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Yuzhi was stunned for a while, but the stunned time was only half a second, and was hidden by his smile for a long time, "I remember, so you are Aunt Shen's son."

Fu Wensheng laughed until there was evil in his eyes.

Lu Yuzhi saw his expression in his eyes, knowing that he was deliberately teasing him, and he would definitely not refute it in front of Shen Yanqing.Of course, he would not forget that he had dealt with Fu Wensheng yesterday, after all, not many people would pull him to say that you don't remember me.

That kind of cliché, very much like someone's so-called love at first sight strike up a conversation.Lu Yuzhi didn't take it to heart at all at the time, but now he is puzzled, why did he still ask and forget today?

It must have been the first time he and Fu Wensheng met yesterday.

Shen Yanqing didn't notice the change in their expressions, she was happy to herself, "Come on, don't stand and talk, let's have a sip of chicken soup first, it's been cooking for a long time."

Even if an aunt is invited at home, Shen Yanqing cooks by herself most of the time, she feels that the food made by herself is really delicious.

Just like the chicken soup with its aroma penetrated into the tip of the nose at this moment, the soup was thick but not greasy, which aroused the appetite of Fu Wensheng, who hadn't tasted the food at home for many years.

But Shen Yanqing took extra care of Lu Yuzhi, he gave Lu Yuzhi the first bowl of soup, brought it to him himself, and told him to be careful not to burn it.

Fu Wensheng and Lu Yuzhi sat across from each other. He watched Lu Yuzhi drink the soup with a spoon, and found that when he was looking at him, he would raise his eyes and look at him calmly. There was nothing in his eyes. Volatility, exactly the same as yesterday in the theater.

Fu Wensheng wasn't afraid, and still stared at him openly.

"Yu Zhi has often come over to talk to me in the past few years. If you are not here, it is the responsibility of being a son for you." Shen Yanqing came here for Fu Wensheng's sake, and took the opportunity to complain a few words.

Fu Wensheng smiled apologetically, "Then Mr. Lu should drink more chicken soup."

Lu Yuzhi smiled, but didn't answer.

Shen Yanqing asked Lu Yuzhi, "Yu Zhi, I heard that you are studying in France, and you have also been to France when you performed, I wonder if you have met?"

Lu Yuzhi said, "Probably not. France is so big, it's not easy to meet someone."

They still don't remember the night they were in Paris, and they said that they were married for a night, even if they couldn't get along, but Lu Yuzhi was really ruthless, and he completely forgot.

Fu Wensheng remembered that Lu Yuzhi was like this that morning too, he didn't even say hello, and when he woke up, he had already run away, so it turned out that he didn't take that day seriously at all, did he really treat them as a one-night stand?

The porcelain spoon hit the porcelain bowl and made a rattling sound. Fu Wensheng looked up at Lu Yuzhi leisurely, "That's not necessarily true. Maybe Mr. Lu and I have been to the same places, such as the banks of the Seine, or bars."

Shen Yanqing's thinking is still old-fashioned, and she doesn't like young people's messy places, she clicked her tongue dissatisfiedly, "What kind of bar, not everyone is like you."

But Lu Yuzhi was stunned looking at Fu Wensheng, his pupils slightly widened, showing a trace of shock.

Fu Wensheng lowered his eyes and sipped the soup contentedly—it seemed that he still remembered.

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Zuo Erdong Chen

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