After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Fang Chuxi stared blankly at those peach-blossom eyes, which were like autumn water, and lost his mind for a moment.

The sound of the vehicle starting woke him up suddenly. He raised his hand and pushed away Lu Yunchuan's body that was trying to stick to him, and said in a low voice, "Sit down."

Lu Yunchuan subconsciously sat up straight.The cold wind came in through the gap in the slightly opened car window, and his mind temporarily occupied by alcohol finally vaguely remembered something—for example, in the third chapter of the Covenant, the prohibition of physical contact.

Lu Yunchuan's drunkenness was suddenly awakened by half.He subconsciously looked at Fang Chuxi's expression. The young man's face was shrouded in the shadow of the car, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He didn't know if he was angry.

He pinched the edge of his trousers nervously, unconsciously rubbing them with his fingers, for a long time, until the fabric of the haute couture suit was tossed into layers of tiny folds by him, he finally mustered up the courage, and asked in a low voice: " You... are you not angry?"

Fang Chuxi said nothing.

Lu Yunchuan panicked even more. He clenched his right hand into a fist and put it to his lips, coughing forcefully, "Well, yes, I was too careless with my drinking, and I drank a little too much. I didn't mean to break the agreement. You You can punish me however you want..."

When he mentioned the word punishment, he didn't know what he thought of, his cheeks felt a little hot, but he dismissed it without leaving a trace: "...In short, I was wrong...you, don't ignore me. "

After a pause for a few seconds, he still didn't get a reply from Fang Chuxi.

Lu Yunchuan's mood sank little by little.

Could it be...Fang Chuxi was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore?

So did he let him go home?Will he still see him every day?

A tear suddenly fell on the back of Lu Yunchuan's hand. He was stunned for a few seconds, his thin lips were drawn into a line, and he turned his head to look at Fang Chuxi as if he was dying, with red eyes: "Don't want me..."

Fang Chuxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in confusion.

As soon as he was woken up, he saw Lu Yunchuan's tears streaming down his face. Before the drowsiness faded away, he immediately woke up, a little dazed: "What's wrong?"

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

A whimper filled his throat, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Observing his expression, Fang Chuxi understood what he was thinking just now, and sighed softly: "I'm not going to be an example."

After all, Lu Yunchuan made such a big fuss today in order to protect him, so he wouldn't even give him some kindness.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yunchuan regained his energy in an instant, as excited as if he wanted to throw himself on Fang Chuxi again.Fang Chuxi moved in the direction of the car door without a trace, this merciless rejection made Lu Yunchuan feel tired again, he had to look forward to his wife's pretty side face under the street lights, so as to barely let the tears fall.

Fang Chuxi caught a glimpse of his broken heart, deliberately pretended not to see it, and turned her head to look at the passing street scene.His eyes glanced over the car window inadvertently, and he froze for a moment.

He saw himself reflected in the car window, with a faint smile on his lips.

He immediately put away his smile and frowned slightly.

After returning from Sister Jiang's wedding, Fang Chuxi took the initiative to keep more distance from Lu Yunchuan.

In fact, this kind of thing does not need to be intentional. When he starts to write a new script, he will be immersed in another completely different world. It is common for him to turn day and night upside down, forget to eat and sleep, and stay in the study all day long.

It was the same for him in college, often relying on Red Bull and energy bars to survive, and even fainted in the dormitory because he hadn’t eaten for two days, and was carried to the hospital overnight by his roommate.Since that time, he has paid attention to his body, but to the extent that he can remember to eat a meal every day, more than [-]% of his energy is still devoted to the script he wrote.

The script this time is about plotting, and it is more difficult than the scripts he has written in the past.Although it is an adaptation of a novel, it is not an easy job to adapt. When a work spans from the page to the screen, it is bound to undergo countless reconstructions and refinements, like a piece of rough jade that has been carved into a new shape. , texture and symbolic meaning, Fang Chuxi is the one who handles this process.

Taking the essence of the original work, discarding the dross, and turning his own understanding and speculation of the characters into the lines in his pen, Fang Chuxi became happier and more focused as he wrote, and he was deeply involved in it. Time flies by.

On the day when the heavy snow fell in the capital, it was only after four o'clock, and the sky was completely dark.Fang Chuxi looked at the calendar on the way to write the script, and it turned out that the Chinese New Year would be over half a month away.

The sound of a small plastic bench being knocked down came from the living room, and Fang Chuxi called out, "Tangyuan?"

Immediately there was a faint cat meowing.In just one month, Tangyuan has grown up like raising a piglet. The happiest thing every day is to parkour and shed hair in the living room, and the journey is as fast as wind and rain.Fang Chuxi saved the files on the computer, got up and walked into the living room, picked up the kitten that was rolling at the foot of the sofa into his arms, pinched its little paws and asked, "Who lost the hair on the sofa?"

The glutinous rice balls gave a childish "ow", Fang Chuxi couldn't help laughing, and tapped its forehead: "You are quite proud."

While he was playing with glutinous rice balls, footsteps came from outside the house.The moment the door opened, Fang Chuxi raised his head, and Lu Yunchuan happened to meet his gaze.The man's tall nose bridge was slightly red, and his jaw line was frozen tight. He looked handsome and cold...cold in the physical sense.

"Honey," Lu Yunchuan said with a bag of things in his hand, "I'm back."

Fang Chuxi couldn't help being a little surprised: "Why is it so early today?"

As the New Year approached, Lu's Group was also very busy. Lu Yunchuan often had to go to the company at dawn, and he didn't get home until midnight.Fang Chuxi's sleep time is mostly from late at night to noon the next day, and the two of them are staggered away from each other, and the time to see each other is very little.

Lu Yunchuan didn't speak, his eyes swept across the door of the study, and he clearly saw the empty energy drink bottles and energy bar packages lying dead inside.

"Are you not going to eat again?" He put the things in his hand on the coffee table, and Fang Chuxi immediately smelled the aroma of food coming from inside, and his stomach groaned twice.

When he gets busy, he always forgets to order takeaway, or he forgets to eat after ordering, not to mention that he has to find time to go downstairs to throw away the takeaway, so energy bars are so convenient.After Lu Yunchuan discovered this, he would always find time to deliver a packaged meal from his private kitchen to ensure that he could have a normal meal at least every two days.

Lu Yunchuan sat down beside him, and took out all the tightly packed takeaway boxes: "Eat, I'll pack it up and throw it downstairs later."

Fang Chuxi was a little embarrassed: "It's too troublesome for you to always come back, but it's really unnecessary..."

Lu Yunchuan paused, turned to look at him, and frowned: "Do you know what you look like now?"

Fang Chuxi was not only stunned, but heard him pause and say:

"The face is very white, bloodless, and there are dark circles under the eyes... The wind can blow it down," Lu Yunchuan traced his face inch by inch, "Although I like you no matter what kind of you you are... But I will still feel bad."

Fang Chuxi didn't know what to say for a while, and Lu Yunchuan didn't care about his response. He skillfully placed the opened three dishes and one soup in front of him, and said, "Taste it."

Fang Chuxi was silent for a moment, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a pair of chopsticks to stir-fry olives.

It is slightly sweet in the mouth and then turns salty, which is his favorite taste.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and asked softly, "Shall we eat together?"

Lu Yunchuan rolled his eyes and said yes in a low voice.

After eating without eating or sleeping, Fang Chuxi could clearly feel the fatigue on Lu Yunchuan's face, even though there was a smile on Lu Yunchuan's face all the time.During this period of time, Mrs. Lu was so busy, he was obviously exhausted, but he always came back every now and then to deliver meals to him.

Fang Chuxi's mood was a little complicated for a while.In fact, Lu Yunchuan had asked Lin Lan or his secretary assistant to deliver meals to him before, but he thought it was too troublesome, so he refused to let them come again after one or two times.Later, Lu Yunchuan personally delivered it, but he couldn't stop it, so he had to accept it passively.

After the meal, Lu Yunchuan went downstairs to throw away the takeaway box. Fang Chuxi spit out mint-flavored mouthwash in the bathroom, and unplugged an electric hand warmer from the charger.

In such a cold day, even if Lu Yunchuan just went downstairs, his hands would definitely be numb from the cold.

He returned to the living room with the hand warmer, and a hurried cell phone rang suddenly from the study.Fang Chuxi seldom answered the phone, and most people contacted him directly through social software, and during the time when he was concentrating on writing scripts, he seldom communicated with people directly. Great feeling.

He quickly picked up the mobile phone that was charging in the study, and the caller's note was "Dad".

"Chu Xi..."

Having not heard his father's voice for a long time, Fang Chuxi couldn't help but feel a sore nose.But before he could respond, Fang's father said hoarsely: "If you are free, come to the hospital. Your grandma fell in the snow today..."

Fang Chuxi was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that when he was in primary school, the old man smiled and held his hand, walking up the stone steps home step by step.

He grows up gradually, and the old man is getting older and older, but he still remembers that he likes sweet and sour short ribs with more sugar, and remembers that he eats dumplings stuffed with cabbage and meat and glutinous rice balls with black sesame seeds during the Chinese New Year.

One New Year's Eve, he couldn't go home for the New Year because he wanted to be with the crew, so his grandma went to the crew with dumplings. When he heard the news, the old man had already lost his way outside the crew for a day.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there were few people on the crew, and her elderly phone was out of battery, so she didn't meet Fang Chuxi until the evening.The big box of dumplings stuck together, and he shed tears while eating, but grandma was always smiling, not mentioning what happened to him during the day, but kept praising him for being a great screenwriter and promising.

Later, when he married Lu Yunchuan, when his father strongly opposed it and almost severed the father-son relationship with him, grandma found out and just stroked his cheek, saying that as long as he likes it, everything is fine.

Snowy weather, the twelfth lunar month, the eighty-year-old man who fell to the ground...

How many old people died because of an inadvertent wrestling?

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground, Fang Chuxi's eyes went black for a while.The moment he was about to fall to his knees, he was firmly caught by a broad embrace.

"what happened?"

The moment Lu Yunchuan's steady voice sounded, Fang Chuxi seemed to be on a precarious wooden stake, but there was an extra rope around his waist out of thin air, which stabilized his center of gravity.

He supported Lu Yunchuan's arm to stand firm again, took a deep breath, and tried not to sound so trembling in his voice: "Lu Yunchuan, my grandma fell and is in the hospital now..."

Lu Yunchuan didn't hesitate for a moment: "I'll drive and go to the hospital now."

They went downstairs quickly all the way to the car. Lu Yunchuan kicked the accelerator and rushed into the heavy snow. When the other cars were moving slowly, he overtook them decisively and accelerated, rushing through each one with less than half a second to go. An intersection that turns into a red light.

Fang Chuxi looked at the rapidly receding snowflakes and the shadows of street lights outside the window, and warmth suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"……thanks."

He said softly, raising his right arm to cover his eyes.