"Thank you." Shiyang thanked him softly.
Fu Jingchuan didn't answer. He stood at the door and then strode away.
Shiyang watched his back leave. She sat on the bed and didn't move. She didn't even notice when her finger pressed the answer button, until Lin Shanshan's worried voice sounded: "Yangyang? What's wrong?"
Shiyang came back to her senses and looked at the phone screen. In her hazy vision, she saw Lin Shanshan's worried face.
"What's wrong?" Lin Shanshan's soft voice was filled with caution.
Shiyang shook his head gently: "It's okay."
Lin Shanshan: "Fu Jingchuan has passed?"
Shiyang nodded slightly: "Yes."
Asked her again: "What did you tell him?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Shanshan apologized guiltily, "I was afraid you would regret it."
Shiyang shook his head slightly: "It's okay."
"Then you..." She glanced at her hesitantly, wanting to ask Fu Jingchuan if he had time to stop him, but when he saw the hospital gown on her body and her red and swollen eyes, the words she wanted to ask were stuck in her throat again, and she changed to a soft voice. He reassured me, "It's okay, there are no obstacles that I can't overcome."
Shiyang reluctantly held her lips and smiled: "Yeah."
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Fu Jingchuan bought some light and easy-to-digest porridge for Shi Yang at a restaurant near the hospital. He did not deliver it himself, but paid for the errands and asked the waiter in the store to deliver it to Shi Yang. He did not leave and stood alone. At the door of the restaurant, watching the people coming and going on the road, I felt very empty.
The scene when he first saw Shiyang hCg's report was still vivid in his mind. The moment when the clear words "Clinical Diagnosis: Early Pregnancy" fell into his eyes, he seemed to still be moved. He had imagined countless times what this child might look like, like He was still like Shiyang, or both, and he had imagined every step of growing up with her countless times. He thought Shiyang would keep her, and he thought she would be reluctant to part with her, but...
Thinking of the scene in the hospital just now, of her lying weakly on the bed with red eyes and being pushed out by the nurse, Fu Jingchuan turned his head, the familiar spasms in his stomach churned with emotions, and his mind was filled with Shi Yang's red eyes begging him. The sight of letting her go made the cramps in his stomach even worse.
Fu Jingchuan knew that he should agree, just like when he agreed to the divorce, he should be straightforward, not sloppy, and let her go, but the simple word "good" seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out.
He remembered that in the summer of that year, she followed her class teacher onto the podium and introduced herself simply and generously: "Hello everyone, my name is Shiyang."
The slightly green face still has a little baby fat that is unique to that age, but the good-looking face has a calmness that is different from that age, and the eyes are as quiet as water.
This kind of calmness and peace will only be slightly broken when she is anxious, with a bit of girlish cuteness, especially when he is giving her tutoring, and occasionally when he can't control his temper and hits her with a pen, saying that her head is rotten wood, she The cute, calm and unconvinced look in her eyes when she looked at him was clearly that of young Shen Yu.
Fu Jingchuan took out the DNA report from his pocket, crossed his hands neatly, and the white paper was torn in half.
Fu Jingchuan directly crumpled the two halves of the white paper into a ball. He raised his hand and was about to throw it away, but when he was about to let go of the paper ball, he paused and his palms froze in the air. For a long time, he took back his hand in silence and crumpled the quilt into a ball of paper. He put the DNA report back into his pocket, looked up at the hospital, turned around and walked towards the hospital.
Fu Jingchuan did not enter the ward lounge. He stood at the door of the ward, leaning against the wall with his back, his head slightly raised, looking at the white ceiling, his face empty.
Next to the obstetrics department is the neonatal department. A nurse passed by holding a baby. The baby's weak and aggrieved cry made Fu Jingchuan regain his consciousness for a moment. He couldn't help but glance at the crying baby, his expression was a little startled, and his empty eyes followed the baby's movements. The position moved slowly, until it was out of sight, and then he slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Shiyang in the room.
Shiyang was already lying down. There was still more than half of the porridge on the table, and he hadn't even taken a few bites.
She didn't know whether she had fallen asleep or was resting with her eyes closed, her breathing rising and falling under the quilt was very gentle.
Fu Jingchuan was silent for a while and walked over.
He pushed the door open very gently, without waking Shi Yang.
Fu Jingchuan pulled up the chair and sat down in front of the bed, looking at Shiyang on the bed.
Her sleeping face was not as peaceful as before. A faint look of fatigue and weakness could be seen on her face, and her face was also a little pale. Even when she fell asleep, her eyebrows were still tightly knitted together, and she did not sleep soundly.
Fu Jingchuan raised his hand and tried to smooth out the wrinkles on her brow with his fingertips. He paused when he was about to put it down, his long fingers hanging in the air for fear of waking her up.
He looked at her intently for a while, and finally withdrew his hand, stood up and leaned over, gently tucking the quilt for her. He leaned over, and when tucking the quilt, he got closer to Shiyang, and his breath blended intimately with hers. together.
Fu Jingchuan suddenly remembered those intimate and lingering days and nights in his marriage. He couldn't help but stop. He lowered his eyelids and suppressed the pain in his chest. He carefully and gently tucked the quilt for her. When he took his hand back, his fingertips accidentally Touching her shoulder, Shiyang was awakened. When he opened his eyes, his eyes met Fu Jingchuan's.
Fu Jingchuan did not avoid it, but looked at her silently, his eyes very quiet.
Shiyang didn't avoid it, the two looked at each other in silence, neither of them spoke.
After only a moment of silence, Fu Jingchuan continued the tucking action just now, as gently as ever.
"I'll do it myself." Shiyang said softly and took the quilt out of his hands.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and said nothing, but he still helped her tuck the corners of the quilt considerately.
When it comes to taking care of people, Fu Jingchuan never hesitates to show his gentleness and consideration, including when he went out to buy porridge just now.
This is something Shiyang can never resist, even now.
Shiyang always knew where her shortcomings were. She could easily fall into Fu Jingchuan's tenderness, so staying away from Fu Jingchuan was the only thing she could do.
Fu Jingchuan moved and paused for a moment while helping her tuck the quilt in. He seemed to have something to say, but in the end he said nothing. He just told her in a mute voice: "Sleep a little longer."
Shiyang said softly "Hmm" and closed his eyes. He did not fall asleep, and Fu Jingchuan did not leave either. He just pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the bed.
"Fu Jingchuan." After a while, Shiyang called his name softly, "I'm sorry."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her but said nothing.
Shiyang didn't speak anymore, just stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.
A long silence spread in the ward, until suddenly Fu Jingchuan's cell phone rang.
He is very busy at work and is often on the phone.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and said to Shiyang, "I'm going to take a call." Then he took the mobile phone and went out. When he reached the door, he pressed the answer button, "What's the matter?"
Shiyang turned to look at the door of the ward. The tall and straight figure slowly disappeared into the light and shadow against the light.
"I'm sorry." Shiyang apologized in a low voice, lifted the quilt and stood up.
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When Fu Jingchuan returned to the ward after answering the phone, there was no one in the ward, and hospital gowns and quilts were neatly stacked on the bed.
A note left by Occasionally on the bedside table: "I'm leaving, take care."
Fu Jingchuan looked at the words on the note and remembered that on the day of the divorce, he received her farewell message. He left the entire conference room behind and hurried home. What awaited him was an empty room with no trace of her life. room.
The corners of his mouth pursed slightly.
"Take care." Fu Jingchuan whispered, turned and walked out of the ward.
He called Lin Shanshan: "Shiyang is not in good health right now. It's not safe to live alone. Find someone to take care of her."
"Ah? Oh." Lin Shanshan on the other end of the phone was shocked and nodded quickly, feeling a little confused.
Fu Jingchuan didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.
He didn't go to explore where Shi Yang had gone. She deliberately avoided him. Even if he found him, it would just force her to hide somewhere else.
On the second and third days, Fu Jingchuan didn't go to Shiyang or go to school. He was busy working alone in the hotel. The things he once loved so much could no longer be tolerated.
On the fourth day, Fu Jingchuan drove to Shiyang School. He specifically chose the time to go after class. He was in the car without getting out of the car, but among the students swarming down in front of the familiar teaching building, Fu Jingchuan did not see Shiyang. .
He frowned slightly, pushed open the door and got out of the car, and went upstairs to the classroom. Fu Jingchuan did not see Shiyang among the few students sitting there.
He stopped his classmates who were walking out of the classroom: "Isn't Shiyang here today?"
"She has suspended school." The classmate replied to him.
Fu Jingchuan made a move.
