"What's the matter?" Fu Jingchuan asked, his voice a little tired.
"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Fu Wujun said. As soon as he recovered, he could not help but put on his paternalistic attitude, "Please take some time to come over and pick me up from the hospital."
But this time, Fu Jingchuan didn't fight him like before, or make arrangements for him calmly. He just responded with a calm "Yeah", the fatigue in his voice increased instead of decreasing, and his whole person sounded lifeless and lifeless.
Fu Wujun couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong with you? Why does your voice sound so tired?"
Fu Jingchuan didn't answer him, but just let his eyes turn to the window, looking at the vast night outside.
"Jingchuan?" Fu Wujun called him uncertainly. Fu Jingchuan's strange behavior made him panic for no reason.
Having watched Fu Jingchuan grow up, Fu Wujun had never seen Fu Jingchuan like this.
Whenever Fu Jingchuan is not calm and steady, he always gives people a huge sense of security when the sky falls.
In his impression, his son was always energetic, always calm, and always invincible.
He never seems to be tired or fatigued, and he is never affected by anything or anyone. He is always at ease, and his mood is so stable that he is not like ordinary people in the mortal world.
Therefore, in his fixed understanding, he never needed to worry about Fu Jingchuan. Instead, he would habitually go to him first when something happened.
He is like a patron saint to everyone around him.
God has no emotions and no need to consider his emotions.
Fu Wujun was thinking in a daze, but there was no response on the other end of the phone.
"Jingchuan?" Fu Wujun couldn't help but slightly increase his voice, but he didn't dare to sound too harsh.
He would rather Fu Jingchuan warned him violently not to do this or that like he did in the office before, instead of seeing him looking tired and lifeless now.
Yes, it's lifeless.
Fu Wujun felt that he had finally found the most suitable adjective. This was how Fu Jingchuan felt to him tonight, lifeless.
When this word that could never appear on Fu Jingchuan appeared on him, Fu Wujun suddenly felt a little at a loss.
"Jingchuan." He tried to soften his voice and tried to persuade him, "Did something happen? If anything happens, please tell your family. Don't bear it alone."
Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes stared at the night for a moment. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the cell phone he was talking on. It was indeed Fu Wujun's phone number.
In his memory, Fu Wujun would never speak to him in such a cautious and caring manner, not even when he was young.
The education in their family is to be cold enough, strong enough, and vulnerability is not allowed to exist.
Therefore, such a thing as love has never appeared in Fu Wujun.
Fu Wujun will always stand on the commanding heights of his parents to accuse him, or ask him, or make arrangements for him. Even though he has no real power in this family, no one can shake his concern for paternal authority.
"Jingchuan?" Fu Wujun's voice became slower and more worried when he received no response.
Fu Jingchuan did not answer him, but let his fingertips rub the edge of the phone repeatedly, his expression becoming thoughtful.
It turns out that Fu Wujun is also worried about his emotions...
"Jingchuan?"
Fu Wujun called him again, and he couldn't wait to tell Fu Youyou beside him, "Youyou, go over and see your brother quickly to see if something happened to him?"
"What could happen to my brother?" Fu Youyou disagreed. She and Fu Wujun knew the same thing. Fu Jingchuan had always been invincible and indifferent to her since childhood.
He didn't say anything just because he was busy. It had nothing to do with being tired, and it had nothing to do with anything happening.
But Fu Wujun seemed to be caught up in the possibility he imagined, and urged her anxiously: "I heard that your brother is not in a good mood. He has never been like this before, and he has never said anything. Go and have a look. Don't think there is something wrong with the company." , I’m afraid your brother will not be able to think about it.”
"That's impossible. Even if something happens to the company, my brother will only think about how to solve it, and won't waste time feeling sad. My brother has a strong psychological quality, and even divorce seems to be nothing, let alone the company..." At the end, she unconsciously lowered her voice for fear of being heard by Fu Jingchuan. In her opinion, divorce was much more serious than an incident in the company. In the past few years, Fu Jingchuan had not been affected in the slightest, and the company's incident was even less likely. .
"Dad, don't worry. Anyone in this world can have psychological problems, but my brother will not. He has always been unbeatable." Fu Youyou advised Fu Wujun, "I guess he is busy and has no time to talk to you. You It’s not like you don’t understand my brother, he’s so busy that he doesn’t even have time to go back home.”
Fu Wujun glanced at her and was slightly convinced.
"It seems so." He said, and called Fu Jingchuan several times through the phone uncertainly, "Jingchuan?"
"I'm fine."
Fu Jingchuan finally spoke, but it was not the calm and calm control that everyone was familiar with before, nor was he high-spirited. Instead, he was a little more lifeless and tired than before.
"Is there something wrong with the company?"
Fu Wujun asked worriedly.
"no."
Fu Jingchuan still had the same lifeless tone, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
Fu Wujun's tone couldn't help but soften. The original arrogance and arrogance had long disappeared, "Are you free tomorrow?"
Even the questions had a hint of discussion.
This is something Fu Wujun has never done before.
He only informs and demands.
Fu Jingchuan didn't know whether it was the closed door and back and forth that made him think about something, or whether it was simply the way he answered the phone just now that aroused his little fatherly love. He did not discuss this issue with him in depth. She just followed the tone of his discussion and said to him in a deadbeat tone that Fu Wujun was worried about: "I'll pick you up tomorrow. I'll hang up first."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Fu Wujun listened to the "beep" sound on the other end of the phone and glanced at Fu Youyou worriedly: "Why don't you go take a look at your brother."
Fu Youyou couldn't hear what Fu Jingchuan looked like on the other end of the phone, but Fu Wujun's reaction was abnormal.
As Fu Wujun's daughter, she had rarely seen Fu Wujun caring about others with a soft attitude. He was a strict father.
Having no money and no power would not stop him from being a strict father in front of them even if he spent his whole life being old.
Having lived in the shadow of a powerful father for half his life, Fu Wujun is also a father, and he is very concerned about his patriarchal status in the family.
"What happened to my brother?" Fu Youyou couldn't help but asked him worriedly.
"Your brother's mental state is not right." Fu Wujun said, "He is not angry at all."
Fu Youyou only pretended to be in love and marriage and suddenly thought of Shiyang: "Could it be related to my sister-in-law? My sister-in-law is leaving, and my brother is in pain and has no one to love him for the rest of his life?"
"Impossible!" Fu Wujun interrupted her without thinking, "What is there about that woman that deserves your brother's life and death? And you think your brother is like you, only thinking about men."
