"Nanxing...Nanxing...are you okay?"
Xu Nanxing heard her sister's anxious voice amidst the rushing water, and she realized that she had been in the bathroom for a long time.
Xu Silanglan shouted twice but no one answered. She was anxious and banged the door hard.
The bathroom door opened with a bang.
"Sister, I'm fine."
Xu Sionglan breathed a sigh of relief and said in shock,
"I thought you fainted in the bathroom due to low blood sugar again."
Xu Nanxing combed her half-dried hair and pushed her sister back to the living room, "Don't worry, sister, I will take care of myself."
Casting her eyes on the table, she snorted, "Sister, why didn't you eat?"
"I'll wait for you!" Xu Sionglan touched the edge of the bowl and gave her an annoyed look, "After washing for so long, the porridge has become cold."
"I'm going to heat it up."
Xu Nanxing put the brake on her sister's wheelchair and took the porridge to the kitchen.
The porridge was bubbling on the stove. Xu Nanxing leaned against the cupboard in a daze. After a while, the porridge liquid gurgled out of the pot lid. She hurriedly turned off the fire, wiped it with some kitchen paper, and wiped it with her. The paper towels were thrown into the trash can.
The moment he turned around, his attention was caught by a few pieces of paper in the trash can.
The torn edges have clear signatures.
——Ruigu Medicine.
Xu Nanxing leaned over and picked up the few pieces of color pages and spliced them together. He read them carefully. They were promotional posters about Autobos and Inbonite.
Only then did she remember that a registered postal letter had been sent to her home before going out. I was in a hurry to leave, so I didn't look at it. I opened it and handed it to my sister and hurried out.
As a family member of a disabled person, she certainly knows about the two world-renowned prosthetic brands, Autobos and Inborn. The prosthetic limbs of these two brands are light and moderate, comparable to the original limbs, and are the brands coveted by many patients who want to replace their prosthetic limbs.
Xu Nanxing also took her sister for a systematic check-up. The doctor said that her sister was qualified to wear prosthetics, but ordinary prostheses were bulky and uncomfortable, which was a great burden for a thin girl like her sister. So she asked an alumnus of Peking University to help her find suitable prosthetics, and finally a senior fellow overseas helped her find out about these two brands.
She once thought that the pain was over, but after asking the brand's official website customer service, she learned that they were only sold in a few areas and were extremely expensive. She was unable to afford them at the time. ,
So she has worked hard to make money over the years, hoping that one day she can replace her sister with the best prosthetic leg and let her stand up again.
Once a person has a goal, it seems that there is meaning in working hard. No matter how many business performances she takes, she will not feel tired, but she has a bottom line, and she will never take on those side jobs.
Liu Lili always sneered at her so-called job selection, but turned around and contacted commercial actors according to her preferences. This somewhat made her feel a little happy, making her think that making money was not that difficult. .
She didn't become anxious until the industry was rectified and many performance opportunities were cancelled, leaving her with nothing to do.
The agency pointed out a clear path for her, asking her to take a big route and go to the big screen. Once she becomes famous, the appearance fee will naturally increase, so she will not go as wild as before.
She doesn't care about being famous, but she wants to make money.
On an occasion like tonight, she would never have gone. She had seen some girls being spotted at such banquets and transformed into so-called noble ladies overnight, chic and beautiful, but she had also seen them abandoned by others and reduced to prostitution.
She used to not understand those girls who would do anything for money, but now that she thought about it, she had no right to not understand those people.
Because she had been that kind of person before.
For the sake of money, I gave up my principles and plotted against a person who was close to my heart.
She went tonight not only to find an opportunity for herself to make money, but also for other reasons. But no matter what the reason was, she already knew that man's attitude towards her.
Thinking of that person, Xu Nanxing sighed softly, put on a wry smile, and walked out with the pot in hand.
The night is like water, and the drizzle is falling.
The lingering rain stirs up the lover's innermost thoughts, bringing up the past that Xu Nanxing dare not mention, and also stirring up the unknown emotions that Gu Huaizhi has suppressed for a long time.
The black car shuttled through the night rain and fog, and the people in the back seat lowered their eyes and wondered what they were thinking.
Xu Zhinian took a look and wondered whether he should tell his boss about his encounter with Xu Nanxing.
In the past, even when his beloved niece mentioned Xu Nanxing's name, the boss would give him a cold face, but tonight he was asked to help out. He obviously called someone over alone, but looking at the boss's face, he didn't seem to be in a good mood. It seemed that his guess was right, the two of them must have broken up on bad terms.
Just as he was thinking about whether to speak, the boss's voice sounded in the quiet carriage,
"Where are you going?"
Xu Zhinian was stunned for a moment and then replied,
"After we went to Nanhua Road, didn't you ask me to buy a seafood pot for Yu Fei?"
Gu Huaizhi snorted lightly, tapped his finger on the car window, paused for a long time, and then said slowly,
"Think again."
Xu Zhinian thought about it for a few seconds and realized it. He was surprised to realize that the boss was probably talking about sending Xu Nanxing home. He said cautiously,
"I met Miss Xu when I was shopping. She..."
Halfway through, he glanced at Gu Huaizhi from the rearview mirror and saw that he had no expression, and then continued, "She didn't call a car, and it was raining, so I sent her back."
Gu Huaizhi looked at the night scene outside the window and wondered what he was thinking, as if he didn't hear Xu Zhinian's words.
Xu Zhinian had followed Gu Huaizhi for many years and naturally knew that his boss was the calm before the storm. He wanted to explain but didn't know how.
In addition to guessing the boss's thoughts, he really couldn't bear Xu Nanxing. No one would abandon such a delicate girl standing on the roadside in the rain.
The carriage was quiet, and Xu Zhinian gradually felt uneasy in the silence. He moved the corners of his mouth,
"Mr. Gu...I..."
"What's wrong with you?"
Gu Huaizhi looked in the direction of Xu Zhinian, looked at him in the mirror, and said, "Go on."
The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was obviously very suitable, but Xu Zhinian's forehead still gradually broke out with a thin layer of sweat.
"I did wrong."
Gu Huaizhi leaned back on the chair, lowered his eyes to his fingertips, and said slowly,
"What's wrong? Let me tell you."
"I shouldn't send Miss Xu back."
There was a chuckle from behind, and Xu Zhinian turned the steering wheel, not daring to look at the rearview mirror again, focusing on the road ahead.
After a few seconds of pause, I heard Gu Huaizhi's low voice,
"You were wrong because you shouldn't have felt pity for her!"
I don't know whether he said this to Xu Zhinian or to himself.
After Gu Huaizhi said this, he lowered his eyes and looked down at his hand. He rubbed his fingertips slightly, and a round pink luster appeared between his fingers. It was an earring decorated with Kongke beads.
The needle of the earring pricked his fingertips, and a sharp pain spread from his fingertips, but he seemed not to notice it and still moved it carefully.
The car stopped smoothly at Nanshan Villa, and Xu Zhinian called out,
"Mr. Gu, we're here."
Gu Huaizhi stopped his movement to get out of the car.
"Give me the porridge."
Xu Zhinian handed over the porridge on the passenger seat and saw Gu Huaizhi throwing something on the back seat. As the door closed, there was Gu Huaizhi's indifferent voice.
"Let her pack her things."
After saying a word without thinking, the person had already entered the door.
Xu Zhinian was stunned for a while, then turned on the roof light and leaned into the back seat to take a closer look.
Only when he saw what was in the back seat clearly did he realize how he had been seen through.
Although the rain is not heavy, the raindrops are dense.
Gu Huaizhi's hair was already a little wet when he came in. He took off his coat, handed the porridge in his hand to the nanny who had been waiting by the door, took the towel in the nanny's hand and wiped his hair randomly, and asked
"Is Yufei sleeping?"
"No, still waiting for you."
Gu Huaizhi nodded, loosened his collar and walked slowly upstairs. When he passed the nanny, he paused slightly.
"Are you new here?"
The nanny responded,
"Well, I'm Sister Ying's daughter, and I'm here to work for my mother."
Only then did Gu Huaizhi remember that the housekeeper had mentioned it to him.
The Nanshan Villa where he lives has two nannies in the morning and evening shifts. The previous night nanny, Sister Ying, has worked in Nanshan Villa since she was young. Counting Gu Huaizhi's mother, she has served three generations of the Gu family. A while ago, Sister Ying accidentally injured her wrist while working and needed to recuperate at home. The housekeeper originally wanted to find someone else to come over, but there was no suitable candidate at the moment. It happened that Sister Ying's daughter was still unemployed after graduating from college and had nothing to do, so she took the initiative to work for Sister Ying.
Gu Huaizhi nodded, walked up the stairs, walked to the middle of the stairs, turned around and said,
"Heat the porridge and serve it."
"OK."
The girl agreed happily and turned around and entered the kitchen.
It was a familiar scene, and there seemed to be some overlap with the previous scene in his memory. Gu Huaizhi clenched the handrail and stood on the stairwell. His heart was beating as if it was pinched and then let go, painful and astringent.
"Uncle, is that you?"
The sound of the electric wheelchair sliding was accompanied by the little girl's questioning voice. Gu Huaizhi strode upstairs and hurriedly stopped a person and a chair at the corner.
"Didn't you agree to wait in the room? Why did you come out on your own?"
Gu Yufei pouted, raised her head and complained,
"Who told you not to come back sooner? I was so impatient. I came out and looked at it many times. I thought you weren't coming back."
"When have I ever broken a promise to you?" Gu Huaizhi patted her on the head and pushed her back to the room, "How were you today?"
"not so good?"
"Oh? Who messed with our Yufei?" Gu Huaizhi carried Gu Yufei to the bed, took the thin blanket on the side and covered her legs, and asked her with a smile, "Tell me, uncle, what does it mean to be bad?" ?”
"Uncle, can you find a tutor for me?"
Gu Huaizhi pulled the chair aside and sat down, raising his eyebrows and asked,
"What happened to this tutor?"
"I just don't like it." Gu Yufei twirled her fingers and lowered her head.
Gu Huaizhi stared at the top of her hair, knowing that she had something else to say.
"Tell my uncle what you're thinking."
After muttering for a long time, Gu Yufei shushed her uncle and said slowly, "Uncle, I saw Sister Nan Xing on the Internet. Can you... let her come back and continue..."
"cannot!"
The smile in Gu Huaizhi's eyes gradually faded away, and his face turned cold.
The girl sat stubbornly on the bed, with tears in her eyes. The stern-faced man looked at her with unquestionable determination in his eyes.
The uncle and nephew were in a stalemate, neither giving in to the other.
