Night, dark and silent
Fu Hanye woke up and could no longer fall asleep.
The woman's steady breathing reached his ears, and he listened quietly. Gradually, the steady breathing became no longer uniform, and became more and more uneasy.
He turned his head, turned over, and his eyes fell on the woman's face. Through the moonlight outside the window, he saw the woman's fair and tender face. He stretched out his hand to make gestures. The woman's face was not as big as his palm. She looked at me. Still pity.
The woman's head began to shake, and her chest seemed to be suffocating. Her hands kept rubbing her chest. Fu Hanye poked his eyebrows, guessing that she must be having a nightmare.
A big hand gently patted the woman's shoulder
Soft voice
"What's wrong?"
The only answer to him was the light, cold air.
Suddenly, Shen Nian's breathing began to become erratic, and she became more and more irritable. In the dream, she seemed to be entangled by a poisonous snake. She began to scream and roar, and then began to cry, with tears streaming down her face.
Fu Hanye sat up in shock. He held her in his arms, trying to use his warm chest to drive away the poisonous snake in her dream.
However, everything came to an abrupt end with Shen Nian's low and hoarse "Song".
He patted her hand lightly and froze in the air.
For a long time, the fingertips were bent in the fist, and the whole person sat stiffly like that, without any words. The word "Song" shouted from Shen Nian's mouth was so impactful.
Fu Hanye was confused.
He let go, stood up, and lit a cigarette.
Outside the window, it was drenching and raining.
In the distant sky, dark clouds were pressing down, like a towering mountain, weighing heavily on his heart.
He took a hard drag on the cigarette, his cheeks sunken deeply, and a flash of lightning flashed across. The man's face reflected was so handsome, yet so melancholy, with indescribable irritability.
After smoking the cigarette, he couldn't stay any longer, so he took his coat and rushed out of the room.
Shen Nian was awakened by the sound of the door slamming. Her eyes were filled with tears when she opened her eyes, and her vision was blurry. The scene in the dream was so terrifying and bloody. It was a period of youth, and she watched helplessly as she loved it. people were hacked to death with random knives.
Blood was everywhere.
After so many years, she still doesn't want to think about it, but in the past three years, he always likes to appear in her dreams.
After getting used to it for a while, she realized that the place next to her was already empty.
She remembered the sound of the door slamming just now. The man must have just left. Outside the window, there was a heavy rain. There was no lightning or thunder. The rain tonight was heavier than ever.
She walked to the window, and through the rain curtain, she saw the Golden Continental turning around and the car speeding away. The pouring rain washed the place where the wheels had just crushed, and her eyes kept falling on that place, and her heart , also washed away by the rain along with the constantly washing road surface.
Leaving her late at night, abandoning her.
There is only one woman with such charm, and that is the white moonlight in Fu Hanye's heart, Qiao An'an.
Shen Nian took a breath and returned to the bed. She slowly closed her eyes. In the dream that followed, there were no bloody scenes or the love she had when she was young. There were only lightning and thunder. She could no longer tell whether it was reality or an illusion.
After a while, she slowly fell asleep.
Wake up, 8:00 in the morning.
I was woken up by the rapid ringing of my cell phone.
It’s the old lady’s phone number:
"Baby, have you gone to work at Fu's?"
Shen Nian then remembered that at dinner last night, although he did not directly agree to the old lady, in the old lady's eyes, his silence was tantamount to acquiescence.
Shen Nian's silence made the old lady anxious:
"Bao, it's good for you to work at Fu's. Firstly, you can earn a salary. Secondly, you can kill time. Thirdly, you can take care of my eldest grandson. Of course, thirdly, I'm a bit selfish, Bao , believe me, my eldest grandson is pretty good, but a bit stubborn. He is steel, you are fire, and fire can melt steel."
I don't want to listen to the old lady nagging anymore.
Shen Nian could only agree aloud:
"I'll be there right away, grandma."
The old lady was very happy, gave a few more instructions, and hung up the phone.
Shen Nian finished washing, took her bag, and went downstairs to buy breakfast next door to the hotel.
"Did you see that there is some breaking news in the entertainment industry?"
said the person buying breakfast next to me.
"What news?"
someone asked.
The man said: "International Joe, just two days after returning from abroad, he fell in love with Fu Hanye, the richest man in Binhai."
The person who asked said again:
"This news is overdue. The media seemed to have mentioned it before. They were childhood sweethearts, maybe they are friends."
The man added: "No, this is a picture taken last night. Can friends sleep together?"
The man also raised his cell phone and showed the picture to the person who asked.
Shen Nian's eyes couldn't help but glance at the picture. Because the light was too strong during the day, the background was a bit dim. The woman was wearing crescent-white pajamas, her hair was loose, her eyes were clear and bright, and she was holding her chin with one hand. The woman was I don't know if the selfie was taken intentionally or accidentally. In short, the man sleeping next to her was Fu Hanye who left her last night.
Shen Nian felt inexplicably uncomfortable again.
However, she seemed to have accepted the fact, and compared to the previous pain, she was already numb.
She was eating breakfast while squeezing the bus.
It took an hour for the car to arrive at Fu's.
Since I came to deliver lunch to Fu Hanye last time, the front desk recognized her. When he saw her, he nodded and bowed with great enthusiasm:
"Madam, please come up."
Shen Nian smiled and told the front desk: "Miss, my surname is Shen, not Madam. From now on, you can call me Sister Shen. Of course, you can call me Shen Nian."
The front desk didn't dare to say anything else, but smiled and called again: "Sister Shen."
No matter what relationship Shen Nian had with Fu Hanye, it was beyond their control.
Assistant Wang said she was his wife, so she could only treat her as such. Of course, since Shen Nian didn't want to call her that, she must have her reasons. From now on, she would just pretend not to know.
When Shen Nian knocked on the door and went in, Fu Hanye was discussing business. When he saw her coming, he motioned for her to sit down first. After a while, the man finished talking about business and glanced at her with a deep and indescribable coldness. Shen:
"From now on, you will be my assistant secretary and manage all matters in my life, including my schedule."
The man's tone was cold and businesslike.
Shen Nian hesitated and mustered up the courage to say:
"Besides, can you give me some other work?"
Fu Hanye stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at her with eyes full of inquiry:
"what can you do?"
Contemptuous tone.
Shen Nian: "I can do anything."
The woman looked like she didn’t want to be a rice bug anymore.
