The creditor is super fierce

After returning to normal life, Fu Yi also started to go to work from [-] to [-] every day.As the end of the year approached, various departments were also busy, and Fu Yi was even more dizzy. All the properties of Heng Yi and Fu's family were brought under his hands, waiting for him to check them one by one.

The two assistants, Fu Bai and Zhao Ruanruan, couldn't keep up with their busy schedule, and hurriedly promoted a group of assistants from below, which allowed Fu Yi to be able to get off work and go home on time every day despite being so busy.

Back home, Fu Yi didn't find He Luo who was playing in the living room as usual, so he called a servant and asked, "Where's your wife?"

The servant replied: "My wife went out for a while in the afternoon, but she didn't come out in the bedroom when she came back, maybe she was tired from playing outside."

After hearing this, Fu Yi frowned slightly: "Where did you go to play, so tired?"

The servant shook his head, he didn't know that.

Fu Yi went upstairs with doubts.

Upstairs in the bedroom, He Luo was lying on the bed, covering his head with a quilt. The whole quilt was trembling slightly, not knowing what the person under the quilt was doing.

Fu Yi stepped forward, trying to uncover the quilt covering his head, but as soon as he touched the quilt, the quilt was pulled back forcefully, and then wrapped in the quilt, leaving a half of the quilt pressed Show him the back of his head.

Fu Yi Luokong's hands froze, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who wrapped himself tightly in the quilt: "Did you sleep?"

He Luo bit the quilt, suppressed the crying in his throat, and ignored Fu Yi.

Fu Yi waited for a while, and told He Luo to ignore him, not quite understanding why he had offended this little ancestor again, and unconsciously softened his tone a lot: "Don't cover your head when you sleep, it will make you bored." of."

"Even if you want me to be angry, you don't need to be angry with your own body, right?"

As Fu Yi said, she knelt on the bed and leaned forward, trying to forcibly lift the quilt covering He Luo's head.

He Luo moved as if aware of it, trying to stop Fu Yi's actions, but his actions hit Fu Yi's heart, and he seized the hard-won opportunity to lift He Luo's head tightly. head.

As expected, He Luo, who was staring and trying to get angry with him, did not appear. Instead, what appeared was a little man covered with tears, eyes and face flushed from crying.

Seeing He Luo like this for the first time, Fu Yi was stunned immediately.

Realizing that the fig leaf on his head had been completely lifted, his current appearance was completely exposed in front of Fu Yi.He Luo couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Fu Yi who was in front of him, and burst into tears.

"Fu Yi, you fucking bastard!"

"There's no one in this world more asshole than you!"

"You're sick, why didn't you tell me! Why! Why! Why!"

He Luo picked up the pillow on the bed, and while crying, he swung Fu Yi's body. With that heart-piercing cry, he really wanted to swat the person in front of him to death.

But even though he hated the person in front of him so much that his teeth itch, he still didn't dare to swing the pillow on his head, and the focus was only on his waist and back.

Hearing He Luo's weeping questioning voice, Fu Yi gradually turned around, not caring about the pain He Luo kept greeting him, but rolled his throat and asked, "You know everything?"

"Yes!"

He Luo looked at Fu Yi sadly with red, swollen eyes full of tears.

If he hadn't looked for the book, hadn't found the inspection report, and hadn't asked Fu Bai for clarification, he would still be kept in the dark like a fool who doesn't know anything.

"Why are you crying?" Fu Yi hugged He Luo tightly and wiped away his unstoppable tears, "What's there to cry about?"

He Luo couldn't believe what he heard, he raised his tearful eyes to look at Fu Yi: "You almost died, do you know that?!"

You also asked me why I was crying, what would I do if you died? !

He Luo cried even more sadly. When he thought of Fu Yi almost dying on the operating table, his heart throbbed.

"I know," Fu Yi kept wiping his tears with his hands, "Didn't I come back alive?"

"You mean come back alive?!" He Luo sobbed and stretched out his hand to beat Fu Yi's shoulder non-stop, "Xiaobai told me everything!"

When He Luo thought of the videos he saw on Fu Bai's phone in the afternoon, his heart ached even more.

He didn't dare to think that such a powerful Fu Yi would one day lie lifeless on the bed like a vegetable for more than two months.

After waking up, due to nerve damage and uncoordinated limbs, it was difficult to even speak. Facing the mirror of the nursing home alone, I connected the pronunciation one by one.

When he heard that in the video, every word and every word was, Luo-Luo, are you-ok-ok, right-no-sounding non-standard pronunciation, He Luo didn't know how he made the following videos I'll finish it.

He saw Fu Yi fall down and get up again and again because he couldn't walk steadily, he saw that his hands were shaking when he couldn't hold the chopsticks, and he still didn't give up. Remember to say sorry to him.

It took only three months for him to appear in front of him in the most perfect condition, the rehabilitation training that others could not do for three years. He used his mobile phone every day, and used his trembling hands to write one word at a time every day. Send him perverted messages of "missing you" as a reward to motivate yourself.

Don't be discouraged even if there is no reply from the other side.

He Luo still doesn't quite understand how he finished watching these videos one by one, he was too devastated.

Crashed, why didn't I reply to Fu Yi's message back then.

Crash, why didn't Fu Yi tell him, even if he just let him stay by his side.

Crashed, how could he be worthy of Fu Yi's treatment of him.

"Stop crying," Fu Yi hugged He Luo while wiping his tears, and at the same time told him along the back that was out of breath from crying, "There's nothing to cry about."

Seeing that he had suffered such a big crime, He Luo still looked calm and calm, and He Luo became even more angry. He bit Fu Yi's shoulder collapsed, but at the moment of biting it, he suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, just Biting his clothes, he questioned him: "You don't know, when you had the operation, my heart almost broke for you!"

When he knew that Fu Yi was hiding everything from him, he really wanted to say to Fu Yi: Fu Yi, you are miserable, your wife is gone, whoever loves to be your Mrs. Fu has gone to your Mrs. Fu, He is wrong anyway!

But he couldn't bear it!

He really couldn't bear the price of heartbreak for the second time, and he never wanted to experience the pain that went deep into the bone marrow again in this life!

"I know." Fu Yi paused holding He Luo's hand rubbing his hair, and her voice was a little more choked up, "You heard you cry."

in the operating room.

"not good."

"The patient's intracranial tumor ruptured."

"Prepare contingency plans."

"Program started."

"..."

"Patient arrhythmias are on the decline."

"It's reached a critical point."

"There's no way to save it."

"Wait 1 minutes."

"No response after 1 minute."

"Declare the operation as a failure."

During that minute, Fu Yi had no idea what happened. He couldn't see, hear, or receive any information from the outside world. There was a cry coming from deep in his head, which became more and more serious. clear.

He walked along the cry, and gradually heard the cry in the cry: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Fu Yi, I hurt so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, Fu Yi!"

The heartbroken, gut-wrenching cry made Fu Yi's heart suddenly ache, obviously he couldn't feel the pain at all at the moment, but at that moment, he felt that all the veins in his body were about to be cried out by He Luo up.

He wanted to go over and hug him, tell him that he was here, don't cry.But there seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between them, let alone a hug, he couldn't even speak.

He could only watch He Luo crying so weakly and in such pain, and then his body became heavier and more blurred, as if he was about to disappear completely.

No.

He cannot die.

His Lolo was crying.

His lolo is still waiting for him to go back.

The rest of his life is so long, how could he be willing to let He Luo go alone.

A strong desire to survive erupted.

in the operating room.

1 minute later.

"The patient's heart rate has fluctuated!"

"The patient's desire to survive is very strong!"

"Heart rate is gradually increasing!"

"Miracle!"

"Continue with the operation!"

"..."

Two months later, when Fu Yi woke up, the first thing he saw was the message He Tu sent him.

[Dead or not, let me know, my brother's heart is broken for you, if you still have a conscience, come and take him away, if you die, just pretend I didn't say that. 】

"It's all over, don't cry anymore." Fu Yi hugged He Luo and kept kissing his long hair. You are the person I want to come back to protect across life and death, how could I be willing to let you cry.

He Luo cried even harder, and kept beating Fu Yi's body with his hands: "Bastard! Beast! Bastard!"

He Luo hates, hates himself for always being too stupid and sloppy, obviously Weibo can also send voices in addition to messages, why didn't he ask him at that time, why didn't he send voices to himself, obviously the bedside table is full of all kinds of healing medicine However, he has never checked it out, since the messages about his health in the text messages have clearly told him the answer to Fu Yi's illness is not simple.

But he never thought about it deeply, just because Fu Yi said that his illness had been cured, and he believed him foolishly and unconditionally just because of his words.

The results were all fake, they were all lying to him!

Fu Yi silently endured the fist he greeted on her body, kept rubbing his hair, and coaxed him over and over again: "It's all my fault, don't cry, okay?"

"Not good!" He Luo stared at Fu Yi with eyes swollen from crying, "Who knows you haven't kept this from me yet?!"

Fu Yi lowered her head and kissed his tearful eyes: "No more, just this one."

"You're lying!" He Luo sobbed and stared at Fu Yi, then slowly stretched out his tightly clenched fist in his arms. Inside the fist lay two delicate and beautiful pair of rings silently, tears fell on them and fell to pieces. , "What about this one?!"

He Luo looked at Fu Yi sobbing, and asked him loudly: "How do you explain this?"

He found this from the paper bag of the inspection report. He had seen the sketches of these two rings on the tablet of Fu Yi's wedding planner.

But now this pair of rings appeared at Fu Yi's house, and they were hidden together with his medical report.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess.

That was not the company's wedding plan at all, but Fu Yi's plan to propose to him, but was interrupted by the inspection report.

No wonder, Fu Yi suddenly proposed to him as soon as he came back. He thought that he was not prepared for anything, because he didn't like those troublesome things.

"I'm afraid you don't feel good," Fu Yi tried hard to wipe away He Luo's tears, but it seemed like she couldn't dry them no matter how hard she tried, "It's been redesigned, but it hasn't arrived yet."

"What's wrong!" He Luo rubbed the ring with his name and the sun and the crown engraved on it, "I don't want a new one, I want this one!"

Fu Yi wiped her tears with her hand: "Huh?"

"Why are you still standing there?" He Luo really wanted to kick Fu Yi to death, "Hurry up and put it on for your Mrs. Fu!"

"You're stuck this time," He Luo couldn't stop crying, "Don't let me run away again."

"Well," Fu Yi pinched the tear-wet ring with slightly trembling hands and put it on He Luo, saying in a trembling voice, "This time I'm really stuck."

He Luo cried and picked up another ring, and put it on Fu Yi: "I will never run away again, Mr. Fu."

Fu Yi choked up a little: "Okay."

That night, He Luo didn't know how long Fu Yi had been crying in his arms, as if he wanted to keep his eyes dry for the rest of his life.

Just before dawn, he finally wiped away his tears, and asked his Mr. Fu a question: "You have been chasing me for eight years, and you didn't even have me by your side for the surgery, do you regret it? "

"No," Fu Yi hugged He Luo tightly in his arms, and kissed him, "If you get what you want, you will have no regrets."

During the eight years of chasing He Luo, there was not a year when he felt that the two of them could be together.

When he was about to die, he also thought that there would be no future with He Luo.

However, now he has everything he wants, everything he hopes for, and he has everything he wants, so how can he have regrets in his life.

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The author has something to say:

It's over! ! !

This is when I was writing women's clothing, I conceived all the thoughts of Luoyi and Yi, and I wrote them down. Although the writing is not very good, I still write them out. I am really great. Praise one time.

After seeing the end, everyone understands that this is actually a story of getting wishful thinking and getting what you want, which is very simple.

Then there's the next episode!

Because all the extras are purely sweet, and the appearance of Yuanyuan and Mr. Jiang may be too sweet. I am afraid that everyone will be tired of writing in the main text, so I will write them all in the extras, so that everyone can choose to buy .

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