The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

Looking back, Wang Bingxiao seemed to have never met Ji Fuzhou's family, except for the uncle who had met once.

Ji Fuzhou never took the initiative to mention his family in the past.

Because of this, Wang Bingxiao even once thought that her parents had died, but later realized that this was an illusion.

The relationship between Ji Fuzhou and her parents is not very good, Wang Bingxiao is vaguely aware of this, but finds that the reality is much more serious than she imagined.

If it wasn't for turning against each other, who would hesitate to visit his father when he was seriously ill in bed?

"Do you have a bad relationship with your father?" Wang Bingxiao couldn't help asking, "Then... where's your mother?"

"Hmm." Ji Fuzhou was hesitating, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Wang Bingxiao realized that she shouldn't ask more questions, but Ji Fuzhou didn't deliberately avoid it.

"My mother doesn't like me." Ji Fuzhou paused, "I rarely see her. My father used to be very busy, and I grew up under the care of several aunts and uncles."

Both her aunt and uncle treated her very well, and even quarreled with her parents because of her.

But they still put themselves in the position of "outsiders" after all, hoping that her parents can take care of her by themselves.

When I was young, I was tossed around, and I couldn't get rid of the feeling of being dependent on others. Later, when I grew up, I started to live alone.

Ever since he was a child, Ji Fuzhou had limited opportunities to meet his parents. When he was a child, he still had natural expectations and admiration, but when he grew up, that nature faded away.

They have hardly gotten along with each other, so naturally they don't have deep feelings.

If it weren't for the blood relationship, they would be worse than strangers.

"I'm sorry, I don't know..." Wang Bingxiao felt guilty, feeling that she really shouldn't ask more questions.

"It's not a big deal." Ji Fuzhou smiled, but his face was still a bit confused, "But it's my dad after all..."

Ding.

The elevator has arrived.

As soon as the door opened, some acquaintances came in and out, and they were forced to swallow the rest of the words, and then smiled and nodded to say hello.

It wasn't until she left the company's gate that Wang Bingxiao suddenly said, "Go back."

Ji Fuzhou froze for a moment, not quite sure what she meant.

"Go back and see your dad." Wang Bingxiao grabbed Ji Fuzhou's arm and made her stop, her eyes were firm after thinking, "Only this kind of thing... If you don't do it, it will be too late to regret it."

"I..." Ji Fuzhou was still hesitating.

"Actually, you really want to go back and see him." Wang Bingxiao interrupted her.

If she hadn't been thinking about it in her heart, she could have acted as if she didn't know anything.

Her brother-in-law called her, but he didn't force her to go back. The relationship has faded to this point, and it is almost impossible to be affected by any external force.

"If you have any questions...you should also ask them all." Wang Bingxiao looked at Ji Fuzhou seriously, "Don't let those things become your lifelong knot, it's not worth it."

Ji Fuzhou opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

At this moment, it seemed that no matter what she said, she seemed pale and powerless, and her heart was already shaking.

"Sister Fuzhou! Sister Wang——"

A call from behind broke the silence between them.

Xiao Du ran over excitedly with Bao in his arms: "It's great that you haven't left yet. I just came back from delivering the documents and saw that there was no one in the office. I thought they were all gone. I don't know the place. ..."

She ran in front of the two of them panting, but she was obviously relieved.

After stopping, she realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the two.

"Sister Fuzhou, did you quarrel with Sister Wang?" Xiao Du asked cautiously.

"No." Wang Bingxiao smiled first, "We're talking about Fuzhou's birthday."

"Ah, yes, tomorrow is Sister Fuzhou's birthday." Xiao Du woke up suddenly, "My gift is still at home. Sister Wang, if you don't tell me, I might forget to bring it tomorrow. Ah yes, I will give it to you tomorrow. Sister Fuzhou is hosting a birthday party or something? It just so happens that the two days are not too busy, so the office can be vacant as well..."

Ji Fuzhou just wanted to say that there is no need to bother, but Xiao Du was so excited that he didn't even have room to interrupt, so he could only press the center of his eyebrows with a headache.

"What was the plan?" Wang Bingxiao waited for Xiao Du to finish speaking before continuing, "But it seems that it's not going to work now."

Xiao Du looked at them with wide eyes, full of curiosity: "Why?"

Wang Bingxiao took a look at Ji Fuzhou, and said for her: "Something happened to her family, she has to ask for leave to go home."

Ji Fuzhou said he wanted to ask for leave, but the boss agreed without asking any further questions.

The boss still had a wine glass in his hand when he said hello, and he had already had a round of drinking.

Ji Fuzhou seemed to say it casually, so he just listened casually, and soon turned his attention to other directions.

The protagonist of this celebration banquet is the colleague who is in charge of designing the stage next door.

Xiao Du and Wang Bingxiao sat on both sides of Ji Fuzhou, one on the left and the other on the right. They occasionally chatted with other colleagues beside them, but most of the time, the three of them whispered together.

It was mainly because Xiao Du and Wang Bingxiao were chatting across Ji Fuzhou.

After this mission, there seems to be some kind of wonderful friendship between these two people

"Obviously Sister Fuzhou helped a lot, so I don't brag about Sister Fuzhou." Xiao Du could feel that something was wrong, "If it wasn't for Sister Fuzhou before, the cooperation might have gone to waste."

"I didn't do anything." Ji Fuzhou didn't ask for work from herself, and she really felt that she didn't play much role.

"Sister Fuzhou, you are too soft-tempered." Xiao Du's eyes were full of hatred, "Just because you don't care every time, so the boss doesn't care about your feelings even more. As the saying goes, you will Crying children get candy."

As Xiao Du said, he looked at Wang Bingxiao with confusion on his face: "Sister Wang, I heard that you and Sister Fuzhou are college classmates. Could it be that Sister Fuzhou was like this before?"

Wang Bingxiao propped her chin and thought for a moment, then cast a sideways glance at Ji Fuzhou, and nodded: "At least it was like this in college, as tender as a lamb."

It looks very benign and harmless.

So every time I will be caught as a strong man in various activities.

If there is any moment that is not so good, it is the obscene|obscene|offender who was beaten so much that he wanted to surrender on the spot.

So Wang Bingxiao looked at Ji Fuzhou again, and asked the person involved: "Did you do this before you went to college? Didn't you have a moment of rebellion?"

Ji Fuzhou stared at the wine glass and shook his head under the curious eyes of the two.

"I was not a good student before." Ji Fuzhou said.

"I arrive late and leave early, skip classes and get into fights, and my grades are counted down. I will be included in the criticism list at the weekly morning meeting."

Wang Bingxiao and Xiao Du were curious at first, but then they were full of "disbelief".

"Speaking like a bad boy." Wang Bingxiao glanced at her, "Then why did you turn your back on you so quickly?"

"Because of love."

Ji Fuzhou spoke seriously, but it was more like a joke.

Both Wang Bingxiao and Xiao Du "cut" in disappointment, apparently not believing what Ji Fuzhou said.

Ji Fuzhou just smiled and didn't deny the hiss.

So they all realized that this was most likely just a joke.

This kind of lively occasion was not a moment of confession of bitterness and hatred, and the laughter and noise passed away.

Half of the people at a celebration banquet drank until they were unconscious, and half of them were still awake.

Fortunately, the boss had expected it a long time ago, and had already booked a room in the hotel in advance, so he could rest temporarily for one night.

Those who haven't drunk enough will go back together first.

Ji Fuzhou and Wang Bingxiao dropped by.

After sending Xiao Du to the bus, while they were waiting for a taxi by the side of the road, Ji Fuzhou suddenly said something.

"In my third year of high school, my dad suddenly fainted and was hospitalized while leading the team in a game, and the family was in chaos."

Wang Bingxiao froze for a moment, then turned to look at Ji Fuzhou.

Under the dim streetlights, Ji Fuzhou lowered his head and put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Before that, I was still a naive ghost, like those troublemakers who thought that if they made a little noise, they could get attention or get some grades... But it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad."

"I pretended not to care, but in fact I cared to death. What I think about most every day is how to speak to them next time I see them."

"Although I rarely saw them back then."

Wang Bingxiao slowly realized that what Ji Fuzhou was talking about was about her past, before college—the so-called rebellious high school period did exist.

"When my dad fell ill, the rest of the family was nervous, like the sky was falling."

"But I don't feel anything at all."

The bus didn't come after waiting for too long, Ji Fuzhou slowly leaned against the bus stop sign, staring at the lines on the ground and lost in memory.

"My aunt and uncle thought I was scared out of my wits."

"But my mother slapped me when she saw me and asked me, why didn't you cry?"

"I was a little confused at the time, so I followed her words and thought, yes, why did everyone else cry, but why didn't I cry?"

"Then I told her because I didn't want to cry."

Ji Fuzhou stopped.

Wang Bingxiao couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Then she tried to hit me again, but was stopped by my aunt. My aunt scolded her severely in the hospital corridor."

Ji Fuzhou paused: "It's very strange to say, there were so many people at that time, everyone thought I was too sad, only she knew that I was not sad."

Wang Bingxiao also looked sad.

She seemed to want to comfort Ji Fuzhou, but she didn't know how to speak.

This is the first time that Ji Fuzhou has taken the initiative to talk to her about family matters, and at this moment she understands why she doesn't talk about it—the relationship is too weak, and it seems that there are more grievances mixed in.

Ashamed to speak.

When Ji Fuzhou turned his head and saw Wang Bingxiao's expression, he couldn't help laughing "puchi".

"Don't be so sad, I don't want you to sympathize with me when I say it."

I just hope she doesn't worry anymore.

Ji Fuzhou said: "That is not a bad thing for me."

"The epiphany and soaring after that?" Wang Bingxiao tried to make a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"Yeah." Ji Fuzhou smiled, "That's right. It was around this time."

"Ok?"

"My birthday."

"At that time, I didn't have the habit of celebrating my birthday, and the only person who would celebrate my birthday was gone, and I didn't find out after several days."

"and then?"

"And then my cousin thought of it first."

"My aunt and the others felt sorry for me, so they took the time to organize a make-up birthday party for me, and invited my friends from the time."

"and then?"

"There is no more." Ji Fuzhou turned his head to look at Wang Bingxiao, and smiled at her, "Afterwards, someone celebrated my birthday every year."