Big guy loves me, what can you do to me

The rain outside the window was getting heavier, Fu Zi'an looked at the red lights in front of him, sighed, huddled in the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Zheng Anran added her contact information, saying that she could communicate with her directly if she had questions about her sister's condition in the future, but she always felt that the doctor added her for another purpose.

It is puzzling that she, so young and beautiful, should choose to become a psychiatrist in the end.But everyone has their own ambitions, and she can't say anything.

[Xiaofu Xiaofu, can you give me the contact information of your friend? 】

Sure enough, Zheng Anran asked for something, and sent a message not long after the friend application was approved.

Contact information?who?Is it fashionable?

Fu Zi'an sent it with a question mark in doubt, but felt that it was not polite, so he replied: Do you want my girlfriend's contact information?

[No, it's the friend you and your girlfriend know together, can you give me her contact information?I beg you! 】

Director Xin's contact information?Fu Zi'an was even more confused, didn't Zheng Anran know Director Xin?Why are you asking her for it now?

Anyway, Fu Zi'an felt that at least she would not plot against Director Xin, so she pushed Xin Yan's WeChat account to her, and immediately received a lot of thank you. She felt that Dr. Zheng was quite interesting. All aspects.

Fu Zi'an has no relatives in this city, let alone friends. The only person he knows is the old director of the orphanage.She reckoned that Shang Ning would not come back too soon, she didn't want to be alone, so she decided to visit the old dean.

"Xiaofu, come here as soon as you come. What are you buying? It's a waste of money." On the surface, the dean blamed her for spending money recklessly, but in fact she was happy, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became more obvious when she smiled.

"How can this be called spending money indiscriminately? You have helped me a lot over the years, and you deserve it." Fu Zi'an put down the things he was carrying, sat on the sofa, and looked at the decorations in the room.

The dean is getting old, and his children are not around. His wife died of a heart attack last year, and now he is left alone.In the past, Fu Zi'an would visit him during festivals, but too many things happened recently, so he didn't come to visit during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Xiao Fu, I saw it all on TV, are you okay?"

"Well, it's good. I met someone better. Don't worry." Fu Zi'an took a sip of the tea poured for her by the old dean, and found that it was just some coarse tea leaves, far less than Shang Ning's. The family is senior, but the tea smell is very strong, "By the way, Dean, how was I rescued after the fire?"

Fu Zi'an's memory is slowly recovering, just like tearing off a layer of gauze covering it little by little, the memory spanning six years is being recovered in fragments.Last night she remembered that she had appeared in the hospital after the fire, and there was a burn mark on her forearm. Although there was a scar, it did not affect her normal life.

"After the fire, the firefighters couldn't get in. The villagers could only help put out the fire, and your adoptive father, who was a hero, rescued five or six children. I heard that you were still inside, and he wanted to go in. Unfortunately, the kitchen suddenly There was an explosion, and everyone was helpless."

Back then, due to the impassable roads and the dry weather, the fire was uncontrollable, and very few people escaped. The older children reacted faster and ran faster, but the younger ones could only be squeezed and trampled, causing heavy casualties .

"I just remember that you jumped from the east window, on the second floor, and broke your leg. Fortunately, it was only a broken bone, and nothing serious happened."

But Fu Zi'an remembered that she ran towards the stairs to the west, could it be that she couldn't get out there?

Fu Zi'an's head started to hurt again, she couldn't control when her memory would wake up, and she couldn't control which part of the memory recovered, so she could only endure the pain and continue talking and laughing happily with the dean.

But this time the feeling was obviously different. Ten minutes later, Fu Zi'an's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the sweat dripped exaggeratedly on the back of her hands, making her whole body tremble slightly.

"Xiaofu, Xiaofu? Are you not feeling well?" The dean noticed her pale lips, trembling shoulders, and the unignorable sweat. If she hadn't been strong-willed, she might have fainted a long time ago, " Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No... I'm fine..." Fu Zi'an had reason to suspect that her body would not be able to handle him, and she had to have a fit in front of the dean, which made him worried.

She stood up with difficulty and said goodbye to the dean, even if she fainted, she couldn't faint here.The driver should still be waiting downstairs, as long as she goes downstairs and gets in the car, she will be safe.

The elevator was going so slowly, there were obviously only a few floors. When Fu Zi'an reached the first floor, she felt that she was going to collapse. She walked tremblingly, leaning on the wall to move to the door, and she could see the taillights of the car.

But at this moment, her eyes were blurred, she couldn't stand still, she stumbled suddenly, and fell forward.

"Xiao Fu!"

It smells so familiar, is she dreaming?

It's her Shang Shang, isn't she in a company meeting?Why did it suddenly appear here?But Shang Shang's arms are so soft and fragrant, does this count as her saving herself again?Because if you hit the ground on your face, it will definitely hurt.

When Fu Zi'an woke up again, he found that he was already lying on the bed, the setting sun was hot and shone on the floor, and there were even a few beams of light struggling to climb onto the bed.

The bedroom door was opened, and Shang Ning poked her head in. Seeing that she was awake, she came to the bed with water, "Are you awake? Is there any other discomfort?"

Fu Zi'an shook his head, instead of going to pick up the glass of water, he wrapped his palm around Shang Ning's hand holding the glass, holding it tightly and with great force, "Shang Shang..."

"Well, I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Have you ever thought that some things were a misunderstanding from the beginning?"

"What are you referring to?" Shang Ning looked at her worriedly, gently opened her fingers, put the water glass on the bedside, moved to the bed and sat down, and helped her straighten her messy hair, "Do you think what?"

"I..." Fu Zi'an hesitated to speak, lowered his head a little bit, and didn't even look at Shang Ning's face, the room gradually became dark, and the sunset beside the bed retracted his tentative hands and feet, "It's nothing... "

Shang Ning looked at her inexplicably, wondering what painful things she remembered, "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"Hmm..." Fu Zi'an responded blankly, his eyes were empty and unfocused, as if recalling something terrible, "Can you... turn on the light?"

Shang Ning immediately got up and went to the door to press the switch, but when she came back, she heard a faint sobbing sound, and seeing Xiaofu's face was full of tears, she didn't know what happened, she stood at a loss, "What's wrong...you, don't cry ..."

She was so distressed, her heart was about to break.She didn't know what Fu Zi'an recalled, let alone what she was afraid of, so she could only comfort her softly, hoping that she would feel better.

"I'm sorry, Shang Shang, I'm sorry..."

Fu Zi'an buried her head in Shang Ning's arms, tightly bound her waist with both arms, as if she was afraid that she would run away if she let go, so he kept apologizing.

"Xiao Fu, what's the matter? You have nothing to do to me, don't be like this..."

No matter what she said, Fu Zi'an just shook her head, no matter how messy her hair was, she cried louder, and her voice was trembling, "I dare not say...I dare not say..."

I'm afraid that if I tell you, you won't want me anymore.

When Fu Zi'an fainted at Shang Ning's house for the first time, she seemed to have returned to the orphanage in a trance. When the fire broke out, she was also looking for ways to help, but she could only rely on herself.

Most people subconsciously ran towards the nearest east gate. She could think that there must be no one at the west gate. She wanted to go downstairs from there, maybe there was still hope of survival.

But accidents also happened at this time.

The gas tank in the kitchen exploded under the high temperature, and the huge shock wave shattered the window glass. The concrete blocks smashed down, and the steel bars on the ceiling were crumbling. Fu Zi'an protected his head with his hands and walked forward with difficulty.

At this moment, she saw a woman, tall and tall. When everyone ran away screaming, only she brushed past the crowd and walked in the opposite direction. She was looking for her daughter.

"A Ning—" she shouted loudly in the fire, trying to get a response from her daughter, but no, no one stopped and ran towards her, and no one responded.

The steel bars on the top of the woman's head began to loosen. Similarly, the water pipes above Fu Zi'an's head also cracked, and the cold water flowed into the sea of ​​fire, which instead became a combustion aid.

The fire was getting more and more fierce, Fu Zi'an was blinded by the smoke, staggered and ran forward, the woman seemed to have noticed the child, and also noticed the precarious steel pipe on her head.

At the same time as the two passed by, the creaking pipe broke and fell from a high altitude. The woman used all her strength to knock Fu Zi'an away, and she was firmly nailed to the floor. The hot steel pipe came into contact with her skin , evaporated the blood flowing out from the side, and there was a tearing pain in the thigh.

The woman groans in pain.Yin, but still pushing Fu Zi'an.

"Go, boy, run..."

run...

Fu Zi'an's mind went blank, Huo began to lick her palms, her face was smoked into charcoal black, her only escape route was blocked, she had no time to think, she jumped from the second floor with the mentality of taking a gamble. Fortunately, he fell into the bushes and only broke his leg.

The villagers waiting for rescue downstairs saw a child falling from the building, so they hurried forward to check. Fu Zi'an should have told them that there were still people trapped in the building, but she hesitated and didn't say a word. His eyes darkened and he passed out.

That woman was Shang Ning's mother, she had seen this gentle woman at the donation ceremony.

But... he was gone, and in order to save her, he was buried in a sea of ​​flames.

With the reaction speed of an adult, she completely avoided those falling pipes. If she was left alone, Fu Zi'an would be the one who died.

How can Fu Zi'an say these words? Shang Ning has been in pain for 15 years because of her mother. How can she fall in love with someone who indirectly caused her mother's death?

She didn't dare, she didn't dare to tell the truth of the matter, but how long could she hide it?

What's more, it wasn't even her who saved Shang Ning back then. Fu Ziyao was wearing a bracelet back then, and it was Fu Ziyao who saved Shang Ning. All of this has nothing to do with her.

How could she talk like a monk?The happiness of the past is like a huge bubble, it is easy to be punctured by these truths, and with the disappearance of these misunderstandings, Fu Zi'an is afraid that Shang Ning's love for her will also disappear.

What should she do?

The author has something to say: this chapter is just what Xiaofu thinks, no matter what it is, it depends on what Shang always thinks.