When she was about to go to bed in the next bed, Liang Fu let out a dissatisfied sound and finally reluctant to leave. Before leaving, draw the curtain along the arc track for him to separate a separate space, and put a bottle of water on the cabinet so that he can reach it with his hands.
Fu Yucheng got up and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then returned to bed. Not long after lying down, his phone vibrated.
It was the panicked Ding Shiwei. She didn't dare to disturb Liang Fu anymore, and no one answered Ding Cheng's phone calls. She argued for a long time downstairs in the dormitory with the angry dormitory aunt who had been woken up. She even lied that someone had died in the family. The dormitory supervisor asked her to call the counselor to ask for leave, otherwise she would not be let go.
There was a constant stalemate, with Ding Shiwei acting like a living doctor. Fortunately, Fu Yucheng's call got through.
It's hard for Fu Yucheng to make excuses. What happened tonight was completely unwarranted. He was a little impatient when he heard Ding Shiwei choke up and apologize on the other end of the phone, "Let's talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."
Ding Shiwei immediately fell silent and said good night.
Early in the morning, the shift at the nurse station had just begun. Fu Yucheng woke up early, washed up and was going to find a place to smoke. As soon as the door opened, he saw Ding Shiwei sitting on the bench outside the corridor.
He felt a headache and wanted to go back, but Ding Shiwei had already stood up. She looked tired after not sleeping all night, and came to visit with some nutritional supplies. She didn't cry anymore, and her expression was calmer than on the phone, which made Fu Yucheng willing to listen to her patiently.
It was nothing more than an apology and another plea for Ding Cheng.
"Can you promise there won't be a next time?" Fu Yucheng interrupted her.
Ding Shiwei nodded, her bloodless face looking at him with determination. For her, her ability to secretly admire him was destroyed by Ding Cheng. From now on, there will be no Ding Shiwei, only Ding Pandi who no longer dreams.
Fu Yucheng felt that his father's past words and deeds always influenced his behavior at critical moments. That goodwill was passed down through his blood and prevented him from turning into a cold monster.
"...As for me, this matter is settled. As for how many days Officer Fang will be detained, I have no control over it." Fu Yucheng said lightly.
"Thank you..." On the winter morning, she was wearing very little, and she was a shivering gray figure.
Everyone has eighty-one difficulties, and no one can overcome them. Fu Yucheng put his hands into his coat pockets and glanced at her, asking her if there was anything else.
Ding Shiwei shook her head and left her last words, "...from now on, if there is anything I can do to help you, please speak up."
Fu Yucheng did not respond. Ding Shiwei waited for a few seconds, handed over the nutritional supplements she had brought, turned around and left.
The sky is blue and gray, a day when the sky seems not to be attached to the world.
Ding Shiwei got out of the elevator and walked out along the cement road. The hospital was quiet in the early morning, with careless green plants planted along the road. In the cold wind, she thought of the first time she saw Fu Yucheng five years ago. He was so silent and out of place in the noisy classroom.
The same study room where he lingered, the Oxford dictionary that was not handed out, the same plate of fruit that he ate at the party... I collected everything about him, but I still couldn't take the step to confess my heart. She was so small that she felt ashamed when she followed him secretly and saw her own shadow turning in the same direction as his.
After leaving the hospital building, she hugged her knees and sat down on the steps outside the building, promising herself to cry one last time.
·
In the morning, Liang Fu came again, together with Zhou Tan.
Zhou Tan felt so guilty that he even said that he had dragged Fu Yucheng down. After being hungover, her head was exploding with pain. She pressed her temples and had to ask Fu Yucheng to find something to do to take care of him so that she could feel at ease.
Fu Yucheng said with a smile, "How about Sister Tan teach the teacher sister how to use a thermos bottle to make hot water?" This received a glare from Liang Fu.
Zhou Tan didn't know how brave these two people were to have fun in front of her, so he quickly pulled Liang Fu and went to fetch water.
The water boiling room is at the other end of the corridor. Water pours into the empty bottles, and the heavy echo gradually disappears. Liang Fu paid close attention to fear that the hot water would spill out of the bottle. At the same time, she asked Zhou Tan: "Why didn't Sister Tan call me when she called Fu Yucheng to drink last night?"
Zhou Tan carefully discerned that there was no hint of jealousy in Liang Fu's words, although in retrospect, she did feel that it was a little inappropriate to carry Liang Fu on her back.
"Fu Yucheng has been helping with the lawsuit, so I want to treat him to a drink after the case is concluded. And..." Zhou Tan said with a smile, "I want to maintain my image in front of you."
"It's not like I've never seen you drunk before."
"Then have you ever seen me cry?"
Liang Fu really thought about it seriously, "...Why can you cry in front of Fu Yucheng, but not in front of me?"
Zhou Tan smacked the tone of her words and laughed dumbly, "Are you jealous of Fu Yucheng?... You have to say why, because Fu Yucheng and I are the same kind of people. He won't comfort me, and you must feel that the sky is falling. ."
"Isn't it comforting to cry?"
"So I said that Fu Yucheng and I are the same kind of people." Zhou Tan smiled, turned off the faucet in time, and plugged the cork on the bottle. Only those who are not lacking in love dare to cry loudly and express pain.
Liang Fu was a little unconvinced, "Then next time you cry to me, I promise not to comfort you."
Zhou Tan picked up the water bottle, stretched out his other hand to pinch Liang Fu's face, and said with a smile, "Okay."
Walking to the ward, Liang Fu said, "Oh, Fu Yucheng told me that someone who claimed to be your fan picked you up yesterday. Which fan? The one you brought to my birthday last time?"
Zhou Tan paused for a moment and sighed with a headache, as if King Yama had finally encountered a difficult kid.
This made Liang Fu's gossip arouse, "Fu Yucheng said that he had seen his ID card. His name is Chen Shuning. His name is very nice. What is his background?"
"I'm afraid I owed him in my previous life, and he came to ask me why I asked for my life." Zhou Tan didn't want to talk more. He got drunk last night and lost control of his gun. He suddenly woke up at the critical moment and didn't follow the person to the last step. But this This ancestor had been given a reason to pester her and hold her responsible.
Fu Yucheng called the law firm and the school to ask for leave.
Liang Fu didn't eat breakfast and called someone to deliver food. For a moment, the ward turned into a Soviet-style teahouse, giving the doctor who came to check the room a scolding.
Zhou Tan left first if he had something to do. Before leaving, he told Liang Fu not to forget the troupe's party in a few days. Liang Fu, who was still on vacation, stayed with the hospital, waiting for the doctor to issue a discharge notice. She had already planned to take Fu Yucheng to live in her apartment for two days.
Before going to where Liang Fu lived, Fu Yucheng called Fang Qingqu and stated that he would not pursue the matter. If they needed it, he could cooperate in taking notes. After that, go to school to get your laptop and a change of clothes.
On the way to the apartment, Liang Fu drove the car and glanced at Fu Yucheng, who was leaning on the seat and resting with his eyes slightly closed, "...are you really going to let this matter go?"
"Ding Shiwei helped me, so I should repay her favor." Fu Yucheng said calmly.
"Stay away from her in the future." She was worried and still warned her, even though it seemed like she was stingy.
There is a lot of homework at the end of the year, and if you miss a few days, it will be a dead end. Fu Yucheng, who was still working hard on his homework even though he was recovering from his injuries, gave Liang Fu the urge to cause trouble. She took off her shoes and walked over quietly. Just as she was about to pounce on the person's back, Fu Yucheng said, "Don't do it in vain. You attack me every time." all know."
Frustrated, Liang Fu turned around and went back to the kitchen to make two cups of hot tea. She sat on the armrest of the chair and squeezed closer to Fu Yucheng. She didn't want to make a sneak attack, but came in the open.
Fu Yucheng put the cup away, fearing that she would knock over the tea and spill the tea into the computer, ruining his hard work. "What do you want, senior sister?"
"I want to see your computer."
"What are you looking at?" Fu Yucheng moved the mouse and clicked back to the main menu of the desktop. The system's default desktop had only a few icons, as neat and orderly as others.
Liang Fu glanced at Fu Yucheng and said with a smile, "I want to see which 'teacher' you like."
Unexpectedly, Fu Yucheng's expression did not change at all, and he confirmed with her seriously, "Really want to see it?" He clicked on the browser, as if he wanted to search and download it on the spot for her to see.
At this time, whoever was hiding and who was cowardly, Liang Fu also had a straight face, as if she was having an academic discussion with him, "Of course."
Fu Yucheng's fingers touched the keyboard, "Let me ask you first, who do you know?"
Liang Fu failed the elementary test. She tried her best to think about the name of the well-respected "teacher" who came to China to develop a good career, but she came up empty-handed.
Fu Yucheng retracted his hand, put his arm behind his head, and smiled as if he had expected it, "Sister, if you want to dig holes for others, you have to do some homework yourself."
Liang Fu was embarrassed but confident, "Can't you be curious?"
Fu Yucheng came close to her ear and said something that made her blush: "...Don't be curious, it won't look good to you even if you take off your clothes or take them off."
Liang Fu pushed his head, took the tea cup and ran away, "...you should do your homework seriously!"
·
At the end of the year, many people are thinking of making money to prepare for the New Year. Fang Qingqu has no shortage of "performance" at all. Ding Cheng and his gangster friends were detained for half a month and then released.
On the day she came out, Ding Shiwei went to pick her up. Ding Cheng saw from a distance that she seemed to be a little different. He took two steps closer and discovered that her long hair, which she usually wore in a ponytail, had been twisted into short hair at the level of her ears.
Ding Cheng's eyes darkened, and he was about to reprimand him a few words, but he couldn't speak out when he saw her eyes - as her hair was cut off, her eyes also changed together, and they no longer looked so submissive. She seemed to be hiding all her weaknesses and forcing herself to adapt to this new body that was not quite suitable for her.
The outright accusation that Ding Cheng expected did not happen. Ding Shiwei just said lightly: "Let's go, the table has been reserved, let's have a meal together."
"Panpan..."
Ding Shiwei glanced at him and no longer reacted so fiercely to this disliked title.
"Why did you cut your hair? Don't tell me, it's because of Fu Yucheng..."
"For you. Brother, after this meal, let's not contact you for the time being."
Ding Cheng's eyebrows furrowed sharply, "...what do you mean?"
"I studied hard, and I succeeded in showing it to you. But..." Ding Shiwei's eyes swept over his face, and she hugged her newly custom-made body tightly so as not to let go of her hard-hearted determination, "... ...You will hold me back, or even become a stain on me. Should I be glad that you are not my brother?"
This means that if it was her brother who had a criminal record, it would affect her future.
Ding Cheng wanted to hear it as a joke, but his expression collapsed mid-laughing, "...Ding Shiwei, what the hell do you mean?"
"Don't you want me to get ahead?" Ding Shiwei stared at him, "Or is this actually a cover to control me?"
"Do I control you?" Ding Cheng smiled horrifiedly, "What the hell..."
"Then you just like me." Ding Shiwei interrupted him.
Ding Cheng's expression condensed.
"Then you just like me." She repeated stubbornly, "You are jealous, so you would be cruel to Fu Yucheng, otherwise I would not understand."
"What the hell are you farting! I treat you as my sister..." Ding Cheng was as manic as a wild beast that smelled danger, and he was more at a loss than being nervous.
"Ding Cheng, don't lie to yourself." Ding Shiwei looked at him and sighed sympathetically, "I admit it. From now on, I will listen to you, but we should not contact you."
Fu Yucheng's incident was just the trigger for their twisted relationship to become irreversible. Ding Cheng, who was still a teenager more than ten years ago, took the initiative to claim that he was her brother because they had the same surname. He fought fiercely and tried to break out a bright road for her from the small and closed town. But head-on confrontation was no longer applicable on a bigger stage. She carried his kindness on her body and gradually struggled to move due to its weight.
"...Ding Cheng, please think about yourself and don't do those sideline things in the future. You are so smart, go find a right path. I don't need your protection anymore." He was so kind to her, and she couldn't look at him anymore for his own sake. She herself has repeatedly taken risks because of the entangled relationship between the two. Today, she can sacrifice her dignity to ask for mercy from Fu Yucheng. What if she meets someone who can't beg for mercy in the future?
He was only wearing a leather windbreaker. The temperature in Chongcheng had dropped again in the past few days, and he had long been unable to keep out the cold.
It turns out that being a cold-blooded and cruel person is not as difficult as imagined. Ding Shiwei took off her scarf, walked over, stood on tiptoes and wrapped it twice for him, then tucked it in again. Lowering her head, she blinked until her hazy vision became clear, and she remembered her vow not to cry again, "...go to eat, or if you want me to leave now."
Ding Cheng went to pull the scarf irritably, but his hands seemed frozen and he didn't pull it away twice. He turned around and walked away without even looking at Ding Shi.
For a moment, he raised his arms.
The scarf floated over, and Ding Shiwei subconsciously stretched out her hand. The scarf was swept away by the wind and only lightly brushed against her fingers, like a burning maple leaf.
·
The troupe held a wedding party in a time-honored hotel, with red carpets, green plants, and red envelopes hanging on kumquat trees, giving it a festive feeling that the New Year is approaching.
Promotional videos were played in turn on the projector, one of which was a documentary about Liang Fu's one-man show, this year's tour performances and outtakes.
The whole process also gave Liang Fu plenty of opportunities to report, give speeches, and launch the Russian exchange project next year... her status as the pillar is clearly unshakable.
Liang Fu wore a black off-shoulder dress and a diamond necklace on her collarbone, which was from the same series as her earrings. She borrowed them from Zhang Pingyu, which perfectly complemented today's colorful scene.
After finishing the process, Liang Fu was already hungry. She found her table, sat down and grabbed the food from Zhou Tan's bowl to fill her stomach.
Zhou Tan said with a smile: "Being a big star like you is really tiring."
Liang Fu ate without caring about her appearance. After swallowing the food, she said, "You know I hate formalism, but Teacher Yang still arranged so many things for me."
Teacher Yang, who was named, had a sullen face, "I'm not happy that you're resigning, but are you worried that no one will want to take over your job?"
Liang Fu immediately apologized: "I was wrong, Teacher Liang." There was no sincerity, just a arrogant spirit.
Teacher Yang was not surprised by her attitude. He knew that she was joking and always knew how to handle formal situations. "Don't go to study abroad next year and be as careless as you are now."
At their table, Tan Lin was among them, sitting on Liang Fu's left hand side. Tan Lin has also made great progress this year. She is practicing most of the classic plays and has successfully completed all the performance tasks assigned to her.
Hearing Liang Fu's compliment, Tan Lin smiled reservedly. She was wearing an olive green dress. The baby fat on her face had faded away, and she gradually gained a feminine charm.
A whole year of experience has made her lose her youthful spirit when she joined the troupe. In this complex, star-studded and hugely different environment, she has acquired the intangible joy and anger inherent in some veteran actors. From the smile that just disappeared from her eyes, Liang Fu couldn't see the stubborn and unwilling Tan Lin in the bathroom at that time.
Is it a good thing? Liang Fu didn't know. Maybe she is the outlier, and she is more free and easy than others because she has something to rely on. Perhaps being restrained is the way to survive and will bring them closer to success.
At least, she thought with some inexplicable melancholy, in a few years, the person crying in the bathroom would not be Tan Lin, but some fresh face.
After drinking for three rounds, Liang Fu took Zhou Tan to the bathroom.
This seemed to be a place where gossip abounded. Before entering, I heard someone loudly discussing Liang Fu's dazzling appearance tonight, with an envious tone and no lack of jealousy.
Liang Fu and Zhou Tan were in the habit of seeing each other. Their steps were particularly heavy when they entered the door, and the sounds inside stopped. When the cubicle door opened, he gave Liang Fu and Zhou Tan a polite smile, as if they were polite among colleagues.
After Zhou Tan finished using the bathroom, he pressed the countertop to touch up his makeup in the mirror. He inevitably became a gossip. He mentioned a rumor about Tan Lin, "Afu, do you think Tan Lin has changed?"
"Yes? I'm not sure. I don't have much time to spend in Chongcheng."
Zhou Tan came closer and lowered his voice, "You know in our industry, there are many opportunities to get in touch with men who make money... If you go around a place of luxury, your temperament will change."
"It's a good thing. At least it's good for my stage performance. Wasn't it true that I was scolded by Teacher Yang for several years for being a piece of cake with no skills?"
"She is still too young. She cannot distinguish between benefits and traps. If she swallows everything whole, she will always suffer a loss."
Liang Fu disagreed, "I don't think so. Tan Lin is ambitious and will not be easily bought by the shouts of a few men."
After finishing the makeup, the gossip is over. Liang Fu stepped on her high heels and walked up to her seat. The diamonds reflected the brilliance of the crystal lantern above her head, making people dare not miss her.
Tan Lin saw Liang Fu walking out almost at a glance. She rolled up the certificate in her hand that appointed Liang Fu as the exchange ambassador to study in Russia at a very fast speed. She put it back intact on her desk and sat up straight. The body seemed to have never been touched before.
After the party, Liang Fu stopped the car and went back to the apartment. When she was leaning against the wall to take out the key, the door opened.
When she saw Fu Yucheng, with a smile in her drunken eyes, she fell into his arms.
Fu Yucheng picked her up with all his strength. She had a strange fragrance mixed with the smell of red wine, and her cheeks were dyed a natural and gorgeous carmine from the drunkenness. Her whole body seemed like honey brewed in wine.
Fu Yucheng closed the door with his backhand, and she pestered him like an octopus. She looked at him and giggled for a while. Then thinking of business, she took out the ambassadorial certificate awarded to her by the head of the delegation from the huge pocket of her down jacket, "Fu Yucheng, Next year you will be away from me for a long time again!"
"If you tone a little more cheerfully, I'll really believe this is good news."
Fu Yucheng seemed to have become two people in Liang Fu's eyes. She put her arms around his shoulders, fearing that he would slip off, so she held on tightly. She said with a smile, "Fu Yucheng, are you worried that I will go to Russia to find the handsome boy Mao Zi? "
"Well, I'm worried to death." Fu Yucheng took off her arm and led her into the house. He took off her down jacket, and there was a black silk dress underneath, which complemented her drunken face, and became a temptation that he needed to concentrate on to resist.
Liang Fu probably drank too much. He took two steps away and she came around again. She was probably still thinking clearly, but she just couldn't keep her mouth shut. She raised her head and asked with a smile: "Then when will you cook my vat of raw rice into cooked rice?"
Fu Yucheng smiled, lowered his head, touched her lips, kissed her, and bit her gently.
She was a little slow and took a moment to react before hissing, "Why are you biting me?"
Fu Yucheng said: "At least when you are awake."
"I'm not drunk."
"Well, I'm not drunk." Fu Yucheng led her to the bathroom, pressed her on the edge of the bathtub, and went through her pile of bottles and jars of cosmetics, trying to use his meager knowledge to find out which one was used to remove makeup. of.
After struggling for half my life, I helped her take a bath and put her on the bed.
Miss Liang stopped making trouble, feeling sleepy. She forgot those heroic words about raw rice and cooked rice, and quickly fell asleep with her quilt rolled up.
Fu Yucheng took a shower, brought his notebook over, and sat on the bed to write documents.
Liang Fu turned over and put her arms on his legs. He stared at her in awe, and admitted that the ancients said that Gentle Township is the Tomb of Heroes, which is the easiest place to lose one's ambition.
The night was still so long, and he had only written a third of the document, but he really wanted to indulge himself and just abandon his work and fall asleep holding Liang Fu in his arms.
Maybe because winter is here, all the will to fight is reserved for the coming year.
In the end, Fu Yucheng grabbed her hand, touched it on his lips, and then returned to work, typing on the keyboard with his fingers, and accompanied her to sleep with the sound of "ta da".