morbidly addicted

"Manman, I believe in you, not because you are trustworthy, but because I am willing to believe in you."

Saying this in a low voice, he put his chin on her shoulder, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes.

Li Jingman is really not good at lying, whenever she tells a lie, she will lower her eyes guiltyly and refuse to meet people's gaze.

He knew she was lying to him, but he was still willing to believe it, because at least she was still willing to lie to him.

Li Jingman paused slightly, then took a deep breath, put the noodles into the pot neatly, cooked them, and took them out.

"The noodles are ready, shall we go out to eat?"

She whispered to the man behind her.

Fu Jingxing let her go cooperatively and went to the restaurant with her.

Even when eating, he asked Li Jingman to sit beside him, basically maintaining the frequency of taking a bite and looking at her.

The man's eyes were wet, like a small animal that was hurt and was holding back.

……

Macklin and Engels were shocked when they learned that Fu Jingxing had left Country M.

Macklin asked a series of questions: "He just left? Does he really trust us, are you afraid that we won't give him the money we make?"

Engels raised his eyebrows: "You forgot what Jing Xing's old business is? How much money do you make, don't you still obediently hand it over to him in the end?"

McLean thought, yes.

Fu Jingxing runs a bank!
No matter how much money he makes, it has to be deposited in his hands in the end, and he can't trust other people's banks.

He has nothing to say.

That's right, that's Fu Jingxing. If he doesn't think thoroughly about everything, how could he get rid of it so easily.

……

Taizhou, Fu family.

Poor Fu Baobao finished his one-day course in morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor. As soon as he got home, he couldn't wait to look for his mother all over the house.

"Mom~ I'm home~"

He remembered that his mother said that he would make good lotus seed soup tonight.

As soon as he ran to the living room with short legs, Fu Baobao saw his mother who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, but how did his mother make a gesture to tell him to keep his voice down?
After taking a closer look, Fu Baobao found that besides his mother, there was another person lying on his side on the sofa.

It turned out to be his father!

Pillow on mother's lap, it looks like she is sleeping.

It's been a long time since I saw my father. I met him on my mobile phone before. Fu Baobao said that it was impossible not to think about it.

"Dad is home?"

Walking over lightly, Fu Baobao walked to Li Jingman's side and stared at Fu Jingxing.

Li Jingman said softly: "Your father seems to be very tired, he has only slept for a long time, please don't disturb him, okay?"

Fu Baobao nodded sensiblely, then blinked again: "Mom, then my lotus seed soup..."

Li Jingman sighed, Fu Jingxing had been clinging to her all afternoon, he would go wherever she went, and finally made it to dinner time, but he fell asleep again.

She saw that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to wake him up like this, but since his legs were used as pillows, how could she have time to make soup?
Fu Baobao understood when he saw his mother's reaction, but he obviously preferred his father's homecoming to lotus seed soup.

After all, it was Fu Jingxing who brought him up, and Fu Baobao and his father are still close, and it's been a long time since they saw each other. It's a lie to say that they don't want to.

Blinking his big black grape-like eyes and thinking for a while, he also climbed onto the sofa and nestled into Fu Jingxing's arms.

Li Jingman looked at the big and the small with a headache, helplessly, but at the same time felt a little warm.

……

Fu Jingxing woke up when the sun was low, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that something was wrong. He stared blankly at the milk dumpling in his arms.

"Pious?"

Li Jingman had already taken advantage of his deep sleep to think of a way to replace himself with a pillow, and Qianqian was always responsible to accompany Fu Jingxing.

At this time, he blinked a pair of big black eyes and looked at Fu Jingxing: "Dad, you're awake~"

Fu Jingxing looked at the child, curled his lips slightly, sat up and reached out to stroke his hair.

"When did you come back?"

Qianqian also stood up, with a straight posture, a father and a child sitting together, the picture is so beautiful that it can be used as an advertisement for parent-child clothing.

"Come back after class."

"Well, what have you learned recently?"

"Learn a lot, those teachers..."

The two fathers and sons began to talk about the family life lightly. Upstairs, Li Jingman was drawn out by their chatter, and watched the scene from afar.

Fu Jingxing looked up at this moment as if telepathically.

It seems that they have really returned to the first meeting between the two, but at this moment and at that moment, both their mentality and status have become completely different from when they first met.

Fu Jingxing raised his head and quietly looked at the woman standing in the halo, whose expression was still cold but less alienated, and smiled at her.

In the next second, his eyes stopped, and there was a little strange color in his eyes.

Because Li Jingman upstairs looked at him suddenly, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

The heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent.

If it wasn't for Qianqian's presence, Fu Jingxing would definitely rush to kiss her.

Upstairs, Li Jingman's mood was not calm either.

Half an hour ago, she found something.

is a mobile phone.

It was packed in a courier box, and the courier box had not been opened, and the recipient wrote her name.

After accidentally discovering it, she opened it curiously.

At first, she thought it was her previous communication tool, because its mobile phone password was the same as hers, both of which were her birthday.

Out of curiosity about her unrecovered memory, she opened the WeChat in that phone to check it.

Seeing this, she was stunned.

It turned out not to be hers, but Fu Jingxing's.

Looking at the last time I had contact with someone, it turned out to be several years ago.

The same as his current communication habits, she is still the top contact in his WeChat list.

Only through that mobile phone, Li Jingman discovered a completely different self.

She found out that she had sent Fu Jingxing a beautiful photo of the sky, and then asked him.

【Fu Jingxing, do you know Tang Yin's one-cut plum in Ming Dynasty? 】

Fu Jingxing is a science student, so of course he doesn't know that well.

But he must have checked Baidu, otherwise he wouldn't reply quickly after a minute.

【I miss you as well. 】

The sky, Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty, a cut plum.

Dawn looks at the sky at dusk, looks at the clouds, and thinks of you when you walk, and think of you when you sit.

When Li Jingman saw the chat record, it was the first time that she and Fu Jingxing realized that the relationship between her and Fu Jingxing was much better than what she thought was only forcing and compromising.

At least, she once really liked him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to express her miss for him in such a tactful and subtle way.

No, if she didn't like him, she couldn't possibly miss him at all.

In the chat records, there are more things worth pondering, at least in Li Jingman's view, it is definitely not Fu Jingxing's unilateral enthusiasm.

They also had a good time, and she probably also had a very, very sweet love period.

Otherwise, she wouldn't reply when he asked, "If I propose to you, will you marry me":
【Wait and see. 】