Fu Qingyu was asked.
He never considered this question.
When I was a child, I knew that he was just a tool for my mother to keep my father. Later, when I met my younger brother, he followed his old path and became his tool.
He knows this feeling very well, because he has experienced it personally, so he knows how lonely and powerless his younger brother is during his life. He wants to change his younger brother, which is more like redeeming his childhood self.
As long as my brother is safe and healthy, he can be happy.
He seems to be satisfied.
As for himself, no one should care.
"Without me." Fu Qingyu murmured, as if he was thinking about some kind of problem: "With your grandma, dad, wife, and children by your side, you will live a happy life."
"I don't want you to think about me." Fu Xizhou's eyes gradually darkened, his eyes flashed, and he also hid his entanglement: "I will take good care of myself. Like you, I can also take responsibility and take good care of Sheng'er and He. Three kids.”
Fu Qingyu raised his eyes, his face was slightly pale with blood loss, and his eyesight seemed to be out of focus.
He was a little confused about Fu Xizhou's psychology. Didn't the relationship between the two brothers never get better?
Before he could speak, Fu Xizhou suddenly approached. His tall and slender figure blocked the sunlight on the window sill, and his figure shrouded Fu Qingyu's eyes.
So close.
Fu Qingyu could finally see clearly the worry and various painful emotions in his eyes.
"Don't carry everything by yourself again. There is no difference between you and me. We all deserve a better ending." Fu Xizhou rarely said this kind of thing. Probably because he stayed with Gu Beisheng for a long time and was influenced by her. Gradually I learned to express myself.
He cared about his brother and wanted to express it at this moment.
"If you don't wake up today, how will grandma spend her old age peacefully? Will Sheng'er and I just go to every wedding anniversary in the future as if nothing has happened?
There are also Xiaobao, Xiaoshi and Xiaozhou. Aren’t they just getting close to you? How sad it will be for the three of them if you suddenly can't see each other again, especially Xiaobao. In his heart, you are more important than me. "
Hearing this, Fu Qingyu opened his lips slightly but said nothing.
Suddenly, following Fu Xizhou's words, familiar and close faces slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
He loved all those people, and they also gave him warmth.
"Where is Qi Feng?" Fu Xizhou asked again, "He didn't even come to see you today."
Thinking about it, Qi Feng couldn't face the unconscious Fu Qingyu. Like him, he was blinded by hatred and just wanted to avenge Fu Qingyu.
Fu Qingyu's shoulders were heavy and he leaned back on the pillow, thinking carefully about Fu Xizhou's words.
"Don't do this again." Fu Xizhou's tone was persistent and irresistible: "No matter what happens in the future, don't do this. Tell everyone, let's work together. If there are any risks or dangers, Qi Feng and I can help you. , we are...blood brothers."
Fu Qingyu lowered his eyes, smiled, then pulled the injured area and coughed a few times.
Fu Xizhou's expression changed suddenly, and he went to pour another glass of warm water. One hand ran along his back, and the other hand handed the water to his lips: "Would you like a drink?"
Fu Qingyu nodded, with water on the corners of his lips, he raised his dark eyes and looked directly at him: "Xizhou, you have grown up."
He is no longer that sinister young man who just sits alone in the corner at family banquets.
He learned to love and care for those around him.
These changes were things he had never thought of.
"Get some rest." Fu Xizhou said in a gentle tone, fearing that his voice would hurt his nerves if he spoke louder: "We just finished the operation, so you'd better not speak first."
"Yes." Fu Qingyu nodded: "I just want to see you and make you feel at ease."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an urgent knock on the door.
Through the door panel, you can even hear some breathing.
Fu Xizhou helped Fu Qingyu cover him with a quilt. There were too many people at home who were worried about his brother. He couldn't tell who it was for a moment, so he refused bluntly: "My brother is very weak now. He needs to have a good rest. Let's see you later when he is well rested. "
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two more knocks on the door.
Fu Xizhou raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when Fu Qingyu raised his hand to block him and said softly: "Come in."
"You..." Fu Xizhou wanted him to rest.
Fu Qingyu had already guessed who it was: "It's Qi Feng."
Qi Feng would not leave until Qi Feng saw that he was safe. He did not break in directly because he was worried about disturbing him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Feng pushed open the door and walked in. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. He was wearing a suit with mud all over his legs. In the process of chasing the eagle, he was scratched all over by branches and his face was covered with wounds. A few cuts.
It doesn't look very decent.
When the two Fu brothers saw him coming in for the first time, they hugged each other in unison.
Qi Feng didn't care about this. When he glanced at Fu Qingyu who was sitting up on the bed, the raging waves instantly turned up and seemed to annihilate Fu Qingyu.
After a long time, it slowly calmed down.
After staring for a long time, Qi Feng spoke slowly, without saying a single unnecessary word. He only called out: "Master Fu."
Fu Qingyu nodded, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, the itching in his throat hit him first, and he frowned and coughed twice.
Qi Feng frowned, worry overflowing from his eyes. He subconsciously walked forward, helped Fu Qingyu sleep, and then covered him with a quilt.
A set of movements was natural and smooth, much more calm and skillful than what Fu Xizhou did.
"You have a good rest, I will prepare some medicinal soup for you later."
Fu Qingyu nodded, and before closing his eyes, he took a deep look at the two people standing beside the bed.
Then, Qi Feng followed Fu Xizhou out of the room, and then quietly closed the door.
Fu Xizhou heard his soothing exhale, which seemed to sweep away all the gloom, and his whole face looked much better.
"What did Huaichuan say?" Qi Feng turned around and asked, "Is Mr. Fu's condition serious?"
Fu Xizhou shook his head: "It's not very serious. He took precautions in advance. As long as he takes good care of himself, there will be no hidden dangers."
"Well, Master and Huaichuan will take good care of him."
There are all relatives in the villa, so Qi Feng can rest assured.
After Fu Xizhou got off the plane, he met Lu Jinchen. He knew that Shi Qing was coming back with the leader, and also heard that the leader had been shot, so he casually asked, "Have you seen the leader?"
After finishing his words, Qi Feng's slightly better expression suddenly turned colder: "Not yet, I met Fourth Master Lu on the way back. He told me that Master Fu woke up, so I hurried back."
"Well." Fu Xizhou looked him up and down: "If you plan to go see the leader, you'd better change your clothes." BIquGe.biz
Qi Feng raised his eyes and saw him turn around, but he still found a hint of disgust.
Looking down at his clothes, he glanced at his muddy feet, which looked like there were some marks on the floor at the door.
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