"What's in the refrigerator?"
Fu Jingchuan asked, and while he was talking, he was already walking towards the refrigerator.
"There's nothing in there..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Jingchuan had already opened the refrigerator.
The empty refrigerator made both of them silent.
The refrigerator was empty and clean, with nothing in it. It wasn't even plugged in.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the plug still hanging on the hook on the back of the refrigerator and looked at Shiyang.
Shiyang explained awkwardly: "I just moved in not long ago, and I've been busy with work lately, so I haven't got any spare household supplies yet."
After saying that, Fu Jingchuan frowned and turned his attention to the equally empty and clean kitchen, which didn't even have any oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans.
It doesn't look like it's inhabited at all.
Fu Jingchuan looked up at the balcony. There were no clothes to dry, not even towels.
Shiyang followed Fu Jingchuan towards the balcony, her heart thumped, and she subconsciously looked at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan's gaze has moved from the balcony to the bedroom.
The kitchen door faces the master bedroom.
The master bedroom door is not closed.
From his angle he could see a corner of the bed.
The bed has been simply covered with mattress sheets.
Shi Yang also saw where his gaze fell. He didn't dare to let go of his hanging heart, but just looked at Fu Jingchuan anxiously.
She has been busy with work recently, and she hasn't had time to decorate the house yet. She just made a bed and nothing else.
There isn't even a broom or trash can.
Fu Jingchuan obviously discovered it too.
He moved his eyes away from the empty bedroom and swept across the equally empty living room and balcony. After stopping at the takeout on the dining table, he finally looked at her: "There's not even a trash can?"
"Just... I just moved back in the past two days. I have been working overtime to catch up on the design plan, and I haven't had time to buy it yet."
Shi Yang couldn't help but feel guilty in his voice.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her but said nothing.
Shi Yang didn't know if the pressure brought by Fu Jingchuan was too strong and his heart was too nervous, which caused the blood supply to the brain to become less and less, and the feeling of dizziness became more intense.
She couldn't hold it any longer.
"Why don't you sit down for a while first." Shiyang greeted softly and changed the subject, "I'll get you a glass..."
The words paused again.
There is no water dispenser in the house either.
Not even a cup.
She glanced at Fu Jingchuan awkwardly.
Fu Jingchuan's face had seen everything clearly, and he obviously guessed that she had nothing here.
Shiyang held her lips awkwardly and couldn't say any more. She just gave up on herself and wanted to do whatever she wanted with Fu Jingchuan. She turned around and wanted to go to the sofa, wanting to sit down and relax, but she didn't expect to be suddenly attacked as soon as she turned around. The dizziness shook his body.
Shiyang instinctively stretched out his hand to hold onto the wall, but his outstretched hand was held by a dry and warm palm, and his lower back was also supported by a warm palm.
"What's going on? Didn't you say you just caught a cold?"
Fu Jingchuan's deep voice sounded.
Shiyang instinctively squeezed Fu Jingchuan's hand, closed her eyes and stabilized her body.
"It's okay." She said softly, "I just haven't had a good rest, the blood supply to the brain is a little insufficient, and my head is just a little dizzy. The doctor said there is no big problem, just pay attention to rest, you don't have to worry."
Fu Jingchuan didn't respond and helped her sit down on the sofa. He glanced at her too pale face and couldn't help but frown.
"Let me see the test results."
He said, reaching for her bag placed at the end of the sofa and taking out the inspection report inside.
The test results were normal except for a slight anemia.
"Have you taken medicine?" Fu Jingchuan asked.
Shiyang: "Well, I just ate."
Fu Jingchuan nodded.
"You lie down for a while."
He said, helping Shiyang lie down on the sofa, and glanced at the sofa, but did not see any blankets or quilts.
"I'll get a blanket."
Fu Jingchuan said that he had turned around and returned to the bedroom.
Shiyang couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan, and was not surprised to see the pause in his gaze.
The bedroom was empty except for the neatly made bed.
There are no bottles or jars of skin care products on the makeup table.
There was only a 28-inch suitcase in the bedroom. I didn't know if the things had been put away or not taken out.
Fu Jingchuan's eyes paused on the suitcase, then looked back at Shiyang on the sofa.
Shiyang had closed his eyes to rest. He was probably not feeling well, and his brows had been furrowed.
Fu Jingchuan didn't waste any more time, leaned over and took the thin quilt from the bed and came out.
Shi Yang opened his eyes while covering Shi Yang with a quilt.
Their eyes met.
Shi Yang was stunned for a moment.
Fu Jingchuan was leaning over to cover her with a quilt, and the two of them were so close that their breaths blended.
"I'm going to the supermarket downstairs to buy something. Can you do it alone?"
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and spoke softly.
His voice was gentle and soft that he hadn't seen in a long time.
Shiyang immediately remembered the way he took care of her when the first child was aborted.
It's also so gentle.
Shiyang's mood was a little complicated for a while, sour and sour, and her nose was also a little sore.
She nodded slightly and said nothing.
Fu Jingchuan smiled at her, raised his hand and touched her head comfortingly, then stood up and walked to the dining table.
He packed up the takeaways on the table, put them all into takeout bags, took the key to the entrance, and then went out.
There is a convenience supermarket in the community.
Fu Jingchuan went directly to the community supermarket, simply picked some household items and ingredients and returned.
Although I picked things quickly, there was a lot of stuff, including pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. I also bought some eggs, noodles, vegetables and beef, and took away a few boxes of cherries and strawberries.
"I'll make a simple tomato beef noodles first."
Back in the house, Fu Jingchuan said to Shiyang on the sofa.
Shiyang nodded slightly and said nothing.
Fu Jingchuan carried the large and small bags into the kitchen, washed them briefly, then took the beef and tomatoes and made noodles first.
Although he doesn't cook often, his cooking skills are always good, and he made tomato beef noodles in a short time.
When he brought the steaming noodles out of the table, Fu Jingchuan glanced at Shiyang on the sofa.
Shiyang had already fallen asleep, his breathing was gentle, and his face slowly relaxed.
Fu Jingchuan stared at the sleeping Shiyang for a while, seeing that she was sleeping deeply and did not disturb her.
The quilt on her body slipped slightly as she turned over.
Fu Jingchuan went over and covered her up. His movements were very gentle and did not wake her up.
After covering the quilt, Fu Jingchuan did not leave immediately. He just stared at Shiyang's sleeping face, somewhat lost in thought.
The sudden incoming WeChat message from his cell phone interrupted his trance.
He turned around and glanced in the direction of the sound. It was Shiyang's cell phone that was placed on the coffee table that received a text message.
The screen of the locked phone lit up because of the new text message.
When the words "Air China" fell into his eyes, Fu Jingchuan frowned and turned to look at Shiyang.
It was probably the medicine I drank earlier that had taken effect.
Shiyang slept deeply and was not awakened by the sound of text messages.
Fu Jingchuan stared at her in silence for a while, then took her mobile phone. In the notification text message, which could only be half seen, Fu Jingchuan saw the ticket information for Shiyang's flight to Zurich tomorrow.
