fiery fall

This hunger is not that hunger.

Shen Ennan drank some water and rinsed his mouth, and said in a low voice: "You can bear it any longer."

A soft color flashed across Fu Qianbei's eyes. He was just teasing her, but he couldn't help but think of some of the couple's secrets last night, and his reaction became more intense.

Shen Ennan's little face turned red, she hurriedly washed her face and walked away, "You can support yourself first, I'm leaving!"

With a bang, the bathroom door was closed.

Fu Qianbei looked at his lonely figure in the mirror and secretly took a breath to cool down.

More than ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Shen Ennan was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, having just finished changing the medicine on his face.

She blinked and said in a surprised tone, "So fast?"

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows, "Do you think it's possible?"

Someone's eyes subconsciously moved down from his Qingjun face to his waist and abdomen, "Then you."

"I can bear it for five days."

"..." Shen Ennan's face turned red again, and she changed the subject and said, "Have you seen my mobile phone?"

Fu Qianbei walked towards her and curled his thin lips, "It seems that your cell phone was left on the table in the study."

Study room, table...

Some images instantly filled his mind. Shen Ennan lowered his head and hurriedly left the bedroom, "I'll go downstairs to get my phone and order takeout!"

Fu Qianbei's Adam's apple rolled up and he lazily followed her downstairs.

Sure enough, Shen Ennan's cell phone was on the table in the study room.

It was not charged last night, with less than 20% of the battery remaining. There was a missed video call from Zhang Lan in WeChat.

Fu Qianbei followed him in, "Would you like some takeout, or should I?"

Shen Ennan dialed back the voice call to Zhang Lan and glanced at Fu Qianbei, "Just order it. My mother called me three times this morning. I'll call her back first."

When Zhang Lan was mentioned, Fu Qianbei's dark eyes turned cold for a moment, "Okay, let's go order takeout."

The man turned and left.

Shen Ennan was stunned for a moment, and she caught Fu Qianbei's change at that moment.

He still cares about the grievances of the previous generation.

"Ennan!" When he was stunned, Zhang Lan's excited voice came from the phone, "Ennan, I have good news for you!"

Shen Ennan came to his senses and said softly: "Mom, what's the good news? My dad has woken up?"

Zhang Lan sighed softly, his voice full of joy, "He's not awake yet, but his fingers have reacted and can move. The doctor said this is a symptom of waking up. Maybe he will really wake up after a while!"

"That's great!"

This was good news, and Shen Ennan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Lan shared Shen Yuanlin's recent illness and talked about their lives, "Ennan, the Chinese New Year is almost here and your dad can't be discharged from the hospital. Would you like to come to the nursing home and celebrate the New Year together as a family?"

Shen Ennan looked towards the study door and could vaguely see Fu Qianbei busy in the kitchen, "I want to ask Fu Qianbei."

Zhang Lan did not refuse this time and said gently: "You can discuss it with him. If he is willing, we can come over to celebrate the New Year together."

Shen Ennan pursed her lips and said, "Yeah, okay."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, then hung up the phone after about ten minutes.

Shen Ennan walked out of the study. Fu Qianbei was placing washed cherries and strawberries on the dining table. He met her gaze and smiled softly, "If you are hungry, eat some fruit first. Aunt Huang sent it here yesterday afternoon."

Shen Ennan walked to the dining table and sat down, eating cherries, which were very sweet.

"My mother called and said that my father's treatment has gone very well and he can now move his fingers."

Fu Qianbei came over from the kitchen with two glasses of warm water and sat across from her. "That's good. We're not far from waking up."

Shen Ennan looked at him, feeling guilty and uncomfortable in his heart.

Her father regained consciousness with his help, but her father caused him to lose his parents forever.

Fu Qianbei noticed something strange about her and asked with concern: "Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

Shen Ennan shook his head, grabbed the largest cherry and put it to his mouth, "Eat one, it's very sweet." Fu Qianbei opened his mouth and bit it, "Are you unhappy?"

Shen Ennan smiled hard, "No, I'm very happy."

"My mother also asked if we should go abroad to celebrate the New Year together." Before Fu Qianbei could speak, Shen Ennan continued, "If you are unhappy, we won't go. We will celebrate the New Year in Beicheng, just the two of us. "

Fu Qianbei smiled and reached out to rub her hair, "After all, this is your first reunion year after seven years. I will accompany you to the nursing home."

"Are you unhappy?"

Fu Qianbei chuckled, "No, as long as you are happy, I will be happy."

"Ding dong——" The doorbell rang, and the takeaway arrived in time.

Fu Qianbei stood up and said, "I'm going to get takeout."

Not long after dinner, it got dark.

Two people and one cat are watching a movie on the sofa, which is a rare warmth and beauty.

Fu Qianbei booked a flight for New Year's Eve. It only takes five hours to fly from Beicheng to W Country Nursing Home.

In the past two days, it can be regarded as a two-person world where the two of them are completely undisturbed.

Fu Qianbei wanted to take Shen Ennan out for a walk, but Shen Ennan also didn't want to go out to meet people because of the scars on his face.

The morning before New Year's Eve.

Fu Qianbei helped Shen Ennan take out a set of clothes for going out from the closet, squeezed her little hand and coaxed: "Go out for a walk, there is no one else, just the two of us."

Shen Ennan couldn't resist him and got dressed obediently, "Where are you going?"

Someone remained mysterious and said, "You'll know when you get there."

In the yard, the Rolls-Royce started smoothly and drove away from Shaohua Mansion.

In the car, Shen Ennan looked at the snowy scene outside the window, feeling increasingly curious.

But gradually, the scenery outside the window became familiar, her pupils trembled, and she looked at the man driving seriously in surprise, "You want to take me back to Shen's house?"

Fu Qianbei curled his lips, "Well, do you want to go back and have a look?"

Shen Ennan looked surprised, "Of course I do!"

There were her most innocent and carefree, happiest childhood memories.

But when the Shen Group was liquidated four years ago, Shen's house had been forcibly auctioned by the court and was quickly bought by a mysterious buyer.

"Did you buy my house?"

Fu Qianbei said "hmm".

The Rolls-Royce entered the courtyard of Shen's house smoothly. In the white snow, Shen Ennan looked at the familiar scenery and suddenly felt a "fearful feeling of being close to home".

Fu Qianbei stopped the car, unbuckled his seat belt, looked at Shen Ennan and said with a smile: "The theme of today's date is to miss the good things."

Shen Ennan unbuckled his seat belt and was so excited that he approached Fu Qianbei and kissed him several times on the lips.

"Mrs. Fu, you are so enthusiastic."

"Ah, ah, hubby, I'm so happy!"

The two got out of the car and walked towards Shen's house with their fingers intertwined.

Shen Ennan breathed in the icy chill and was covered with snow. Many memories flashed through her mind instantly. She and the young Fu Qianbei of different ages walked in and out of Shen's house, walking and laughing.

She never thought that one day she would be able to return to this home and be with Fu Qianbei.
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A private club.

The box was filled with smoke, mixed with the strong smell of perfume.

Shen Changfeng had bronchitis. I don't know whether it was the condition proposed by Sun Zheng on the sofa or the pungent aroma that caused difficulty in breathing. His face was swollen and red.

He begged in a low voice: "Mr. Sun, this is illegal. If you are caught, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment at the very least!"

Sun Zheng held a cigarette between his fingers and leaned towards him, smiling like a cunning fox. "Only in this way can you save your daughter and take revenge on Fu Qianbei!"

"Don't you want to take revenge on Fu Qianbei?"