Liang Fu's birthday was at the end of August, which was not a performance day, so her family insisted on allowing her to go back to Chongcheng during her free time. Liang Fu asked the team to coordinate the training time, and she would have a day and a half holiday. There were two gatherings in succession, one organized by my family at noon and one organized by Fang Qingqu in the evening.
In order to accommodate her schedule, Fang Qingqu took some time to pick up people from Liang's house in the afternoon.
Liang Fu got up very early in order to rush home. At noon, she made a noise with relatives at home and made the peace uneasy. She closed her eyes and took a rest as soon as she got in the car.
Fang Qingqu glanced at the passenger seat, put out his cigarette, and turned off the car radio that was playing music.
It was raining lightly in Chongcheng today, and cars were jammed on the streets at dusk. He chewed a piece of gum and saw that Liang Fu was sleeping heavily. He hoped that the traffic would clear more slowly.
The birthday party was held at Fang Qingqu's friend's place. There were many people there, friends bringing friends, and the party was even grander than Liang Fu imagined. She originally hoped to have a quiet birthday this year, but she was too busy to organize it. Fang Qingqu took care of everything, so she couldn't accept his love and still be picky.
Fang Qingqu is such a person who likes to be noisy but not quiet. In his opinion, a birthday must be celebrated in a grand and lively manner.
When Liang Fu arrived, almost everyone had arrived. She greeted all her acquaintances and went upstairs to find Zhou Tan.
Zhou Tan can quickly blend in and get out of any situation. The second floor was cleaner, and there was a video room. Zhou Tan was leaning on the couch, and a young man with clean facial features was sitting next to him.
The man looked unfamiliar, Liang Fu smiled and asked, "New friend?"
Zhou Tan glanced at the man and said, "My fans, come and ask me for my autograph."
The young man looked reserved. He looked at Zhou Tan and seemed unhappy, but he didn't say anything. He put down the half-empty wine glass in his hand and went out on his own.
Zhou Tan said with a smile: "You get angry even if you don't sign, you have a very bad temper."
Liang Fu didn't think the situation was as simple as Zhou Tan said, but her interpersonal relationships were complicated and Liang Fu couldn't even worry about it.
Zhou Tan raised his head and straightened up, pinched Liang Fu's cheek and asked with a smile, "Are you fat?"
"..."
Zhou Tan's problem of specializing in arrogance is quite similar to someone else's.
Zhou Tan asked about the whereabouts of "someone": "Fu Yucheng doesn't have time to come, does he?"
"Why aren't you free? He'll be there in a moment."
Zhou Tan glanced at her, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.
"how?"
"Nothing." Zhou Tan's wine glass was empty and he stood up to continue. Judging from Liang Fu's performance, Fu Yucheng hadn't disclosed the surgery yet. As far as she knew, Fu Yucheng should be very busy at this time. He traveled to the hospital and law firm, and he didn't stop for a while until Zhao Hui left the hospital.
After a while, Fang Qingqu also came up, and the three of them sat together and chatted for a while. When Liang Fu's cell phone rang, she took a look and said, "I'll go down and pick her up."
Fang Qingqu asked: "Who else is coming?"
"Fu Yucheng." Liang Fu held her cell phone and walked briskly.
Zhou Tan saw Fang Qingqu's expression change, and he seemed to be watching a good show, and said with a smile: "I've said before that Fu Yucheng is not simple."
Liang Fu was away from Chongcheng for most of the year, and Fang Qingqu could only contact her through her mobile phone. As for who she was communicating with, he had no idea at all. He thought that Liang Fu had broken up with Fu Yucheng after the spring party.
"What kind of inside information does Sister Tan have?" Fang Qingqu's expression was a bit colder, and he was no longer as excited as when he picked up Liang Fu. He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and took the cup over to shake out the ashes.
"There's no inside information. You might as well wait for someone to come and make your own judgment." Zhou Tan took a sip of wine, "... In our industry, you not only have to work hard, but you also have to take the initiative. I was a supporting actor at the time, and I didn't have to appear in a scene. to three minutes. I took the initiative to fight for the opportunity to be a substitute, and then from the substitute to the starring role."
Zhou Tan glanced at Fang Qingqu and said with a smile: "If you don't have the will to play, of course you can only sit on the bench, right Officer Fang?"
The meeting place was not that difficult to find, but you had to walk for a while after getting off the car.
Fu Yucheng came directly from get off work, still wearing formal clothes. He walked to the door of the building, took off his rain-soaked coat and put it between his arms.
He didn't like such an occasion, but he had to deal with Liang Fu's group of friends, although in his opinion, apart from Fang Qingqu and Zhou Tan, not many of those people were true friends with Liang Fu.
Liang Fu said on the phone that she would come down immediately. He chose a place where the rain could not fall and waited. He lowered his head and held a fire in his hand, lighting a cigarette.
After Zhao Hui was discharged from the hospital, he entrusted Aunt Shi to help cook the food at the price of a confinement nanny on the market, and also added a few more favors. Ask Zhou Tan about the 200,000 yuan he borrowed. After deducting the cost of surgery and hospitalization, and setting aside the expenses for follow-up chemotherapy, there was nothing left. Fortunately, the college will issue academic scholarships in October...
During this time at work, he was only thinking about money matters outside of work. It was only at this moment, waiting for Liang Fu to go downstairs, that he had time to think about romance.
Liang Fu stepped lightly and saw the figure standing under the eaves on the stairs. She approached quietly on tiptoes, and he seemed unaware of the faint sound of rain.
She stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover his eyes, but he suddenly turned around, grabbed her arm and pushed her back. Her back was pressed against the stone wall, and his hand holding the cigarette was supported on the wall. He held her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.
Liang Fu stood on her tiptoes and hooked the back of his neck, touching his hair that was still wet from the rain. He pressed forward and hugged her tightly.
He blocked the dim light from the porch, and the kiss smelled of rain.
The rain knocked on the stone steps in front of the door, one after another.
Liang Fu stepped away, looked at him, and smiled before saying anything. The hard work of traveling and traveling is no longer felt when you see him.
"There was traffic jam on the road, I thought you would be late."
"Maybe the red light is very cooperative and knows that I can't wait to see you."
It was rare for him to speak so affectionately. Liang Fu smiled, stretched out her hand and asked, "Where is the gift?"
"Did not buy."
"I don't believe you."
Fu Yucheng raised the hand holding his suit jacket and motioned for her to get it herself.
The coat was damp from the rain. She reached into the second pocket and took out a small wooden box. The black wood is heavy in the hand and smells of fragrance.
"Can it be opened?"
"open it."
It was rare that she looked forward to a gift so much. She held the box and rubbed it for a while before opening it. There was another black velvet bag in the wooden box, and she found it with her fingers, which was a bracelet.
Red agate stone, polished into small round beads, paired with a fishbone-like silver ornament.
She immediately put a set on her wrist, her skin felt cold, and when she saw it under the light, the agate stone showed a bright orange-red luster.
When I went to the temple to offer incense during the Chinese New Year, I had to squeeze out a bunch of bracelets, but I never got interested in picking them up again. It turned out that my wrists were empty because I was waiting for this day.
"It's not expensive, wear it if you like it, if you don't like it..."
"I like it, like it!" Liang Fu nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would take it back to her. Miss Liang, who didn't even take a second glance at the moon when others held it in the sky, was surprised by such a chain, which only cost a few hundred yuan.
Fu Yucheng grabbed her arm and took a look. That night in the Beijing hotel, he seemed to be Sister Tang Tubao's protégé. Now his fantasy was confirmed, she looked really good wearing a red beaded necklace.
Liang Fu is wearing a red dress today. She is more delicate than a flower, and her lips are plump and garnet red, making her look like a retro pin-up girl. He stared intently, insisting on asking for another kiss before letting go.
Liang Fu led Fu Yucheng through the door without any hesitation. When the two reached the second floor, Fang Qingqu turned his head when he heard footsteps. He originally wanted to "judge" the progress of the two as Zhou Tan said, but when he raised his eyes, he happened to see two hands holding each other.
What else needs to be judged is self-evident.
Fu Yucheng said hello to Zhou Tan and Fang Qingqu, but Fang Qingqu didn't respond. He stood up, rubbed his shoulders and went downstairs.
Liang Fu muttered: "What's wrong with him?"
Zhou Tan responded to Fu Yucheng's greeting with a smile and asked the two of them to sit down while she poured the wine herself.
Fang Qingqu was depressed and went downstairs to find something to do. The music was loud, and the friends invited were all playing their own things. For the first time, he felt that the laughter of outsiders was so annoying.
After walking around for a while, I didn't want to do anything, so I opened the door and went to the back courtyard to find a quiet place to smoke.
There was laughter and joy in the house, but he stood in the darkness on the porch, feeling bored.
Why are you not willing to take the initiative? Because he never regarded himself as a substitute, he always thought that he just didn't take a shot, but he would definitely be the starter if he did.
His friendship with Liang Fu lasted for twenty-three years to this day. Even if there was an incident like that six years ago, he didn't feel like he would lose.
The glass door opposite opened and a man and two women came out. They seemed to be drunk and came out for air. The man held a woman in one arm and whispered some obscene words. The three of them giggled and continued for a long time.
After a while, the man pushed him away and lit his cigarette, and the three of them leaned against the glass door and talked about the gossip about today's birthday girl.
"...I heard that her boyfriend is her father's student. Someone asked about it. I heard that the family conditions are not very good in a single-parent family."
"What does she want? Aren't people like her usually looking for a boyfriend have to be rich or noble?"
"It's easy to say rich, expensive? You also need to be 'expensive' to look up to the Liang family. It's useless just to have money. Zhang Pingyu pays so much tax a year. Will those people above take her to play?"
"...Her preferences are quite specific. She was like this with the one she found when she was seventeen, and she is still the same with the one she finds now."
"Maybe I like Feng Qiuhuang."
"Zhuo Wenjun didn't expect a good end..."
Fang Qingqu threw away his cigarette and strode away without any hesitation, nor did he even think about whether it was appropriate for him to hit someone in his current status.
The two women were so frightened that they screamed and ran into the house while shouting "Help". Fang Qingqu locked the man's arm behind his back, pressed the back of his head and hit his forehead against the door frame: "Who the hell brought you here!"
The man whined and gave his name, a second-generation rich man, saying that he was his assistant. The rich second generation was indeed invited by Fang Qingqu, and he could also be regarded as Liang Fu's friend.
When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner. Fang Qingqu grabbed the person by the collar, knocked him to the ground, and kicked him in the heart: "Get out of here, don't fucking alarm your boss!"
The man kept saying yes and ran away like shit.
After a while, everyone in the room knew about Fang Qingqu's beating. No one dared to come over to watch the fun, they only dared to whisper in private.
After a while, Liang Fu and Fu Yucheng came downstairs together.
Fang Qingqu was still standing in the atrium, his expression cold and his eyes about to burst. He invited everyone here, but in the name of Liang Fu, he dared to blatantly humiliate Liang Fu on the master's territory. But he didn't dare to do anything to others, otherwise Liang Fu's reputation would be harmed.
Liang Fu asked Fang Qingqu: "What happened?"
"A barking wild dog, I have sent it away."
Liang Fu said with a smile: "Why are you so angry? Today is my birthday, and you are the only one who is so popular."
Fang Qingqu glanced at her, feeling a dull pain in his heart. He walked over and tugged Liang Fu's arm, "...come here, let me have a few words with you alone."
Liang Fu struggled for a moment, but didn't break free. She turned to Fu Yucheng and said, "You go to the second floor first. I'll be back later."
Fu Yucheng took a step forward as if to stop him. Liang Fu patted his arm and whispered, "It's okay, it'll be quick."
After finding an unoccupied room, Fang Qingqu got straight to the point: "I can't find anyone but Fu Yucheng. Do you know what other people are talking about..."
Liang Fu expected what he would say, but she still felt very unhappy when she heard it, "Fang Qingqu, if you still care about your dignity, don't tell me those humiliating words."
Fang Qingqu was stunned for a moment.
"I just like Fu Yucheng, no matter what others say. What qualifications do you have to evaluate him?"
Fang Qingqu was so angry that he couldn't help but say: "You want to suffer the loss you suffered from Wei Xun six years ago again?"
Liang Fu had a dining cart at hand with Coke cans neatly stacked. From the moment he said that name, she picked up a can and threw it without thinking.
Fang Qingqu knew he had made a mistake as soon as he said this, so he didn't hide. The can hit his arm and rolled away after landing.
"Thank you for preparing such a wonderful birthday for me." Liang Fu's voice was extremely cold and her fingers were trembling slightly. She tried her best to restrain herself so as not to lose her image. "You don't deserve to judge Fu Yucheng, let alone..."
She swallowed the name and walked out. Fang Qingqu hurriedly pulled her away, "Afu, I'm sorry..."
Liang Fu shook the man away, took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, opened Moments, flipped through the photo album, picked out a secretly taken photo of Fu Yucheng, typed a few words, and pressed publish.
She showed Fang Qingqu the picture and text that said "I will cover this person from now on" and sneered provocatively, "Whatever you think, Fu Yucheng is my choice."
She is twenty-three years old and has suffered a lot, but she cannot bear the injustice alone. He still has a young mind, and if the enemy is the whole world, he is determined to be the enemy of the world.