Chapter 130:

Jiang Hengshu on the other end of the phone did not speak. The two people were silent, and their long breaths seemed to be mixed with soft sighs. Fu Zhen knew that Jiang Hengshu was also missing himself.
He sniffed his nose, glanced at the darkened sky outside the shed, exhaled, and said to Jiang Hengshu on the other side of the phone: "Okay, I'm going to eat, you also eat early."
Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, and the two dragged on for a while before hanging up the phone.
Jiang Hengshu went downstairs in the company and ate a couple of mouthfuls, and then he returned to the office. Since Fu Zhen left, he has to work overtime almost every night.
The president is working overtime. Naturally, it is impossible for the employees of the company to go home with their bags. Although the subsidies provided by the company are very good, and there are supper in the evening, most of the employees still hope to go home as soon as possible to enjoy a pleasant nightlife .
Soon, these employees knew that Director Fu had gone out of town. After Jiang Hengshu returned home, no one was waiting for him, so they put their limited life into unlimited work.
So, when can you come back, Director Fu! Save us!
Jiang Hengshu sat behind his desk, flipping through the documents in his hand, only occasionally suddenly stopped, looking in the direction of the sofa, in a daze to remember that Fu Zhen was no longer in Pinghai City, and it would take a long time to come back. .
He withdrew his gaze and continued to work.
There was a knock on the door, Jiang Hengshu did not look up, and was calculating the data on the report. A slightly unfamiliar male voice rang in his ear and said to Jiang Hengshu: "President, Secretary Dong will leave for a while. Let me send you this document."
Jiang Hengshu hummed, "Place the documents on the table."
Although the file was placed on the desktop, the assistant did not leave. He spoke softly and called out: "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Hengshu put down the signature pen in his hand and raised his head. When he saw this person's appearance, he remembered that he was the newly recruited assistant of Secretary Dong. Jiang Hengshu asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything else?"
"Mr. Jiang, have you eaten dinner? I bought two lunch boxes. Shall I bring them to you?"
Jiang Hengshu's brows frowned slightly, and he refused: "No need, you can go if there is nothing wrong."
The assistant did not leave immediately. He still stayed in Jiang Hengshu’s office. His eyes floated on Jiang Hengshu’s desk for a while, and then he took a step forward as if he had made a major decision. Close to that desk, the expression on his face looks very amorous.
"Mr. Jiang, I heard that Director Fu went to film in another place," he leaned forward and asked Jiang Hengshu softly, "Don't you feel lonely if you are alone at night?"
Jiang Heng said blankly to the young man in front of him: "You should leave."
"I can do what he can do, and I can do what he can't do. Mr. Jiang, please consider me. I promise that nothing will be revealed." The assistant unbuttoned his shirt. He said to Jiang Hengshu in a self-confessed voice, "I am younger than him, and I know much better than him."
"He is twenty-three years old this year, how old are you?" Jiang Hengshu's tone was slightly mocking.
The assistant's voice said he was twenty-five this year, and he had never thought that Fu Zhen would be so young.
Jiang Hengshu moved the chair back a bit, took the mobile phone on the desktop in his hand, opened the call log, and found Secretary Dong's name.
The assistant still didn't believe that there was a man who didn't steal fishy in this world. He asked Jiang Hengshu, "What do you like him?"
Do you need a reason to like it?
Jiang Hengshu always felt that this question was a bit familiar. Before, Fu Zhen seemed to pounce on him and asked him what he likes. Jiang Hengshu couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were lightly tender. .
When the assistant looked at Jiang Hengshu’s expression, he knew that he was thinking of Fu Zhen again. It seemed that Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen had a really good relationship, but he really didn’t want to give up this good opportunity that might soar into the sky. Why don’t you think about me? Jiang will not be the only person with Dao Fu..."
"You have been fired." Jiang Hengshu raised his head and said to the assistant with a cold face.
The assistant did not expect that Jiang Hengshu would fire him so simply, and immediately shouted: "Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Hengshu ignored the assistant's call and called Secretary Dong's phone and told him to find another assistant.
Then he relentlessly said to the assistant in front of him: "Are you going out by yourself, or I will let the security take you out."
The assistant was frightened by Jiang Hengshu's operation, knowing that he had lost his wife and lost his troops today, so he had no choice but to leave Jiang Hengshu's office in a desperate manner.
After the assistant left, Jiang Hengshu was the only one left in the office. He picked up the photo frame on the corner of the table. The photo of Fu Zhen was in the frame.
He remembered the first time they met. In the crowded bus, he plunged into his arms and into his heart, and began to take root and sprout, and eventually grew into a towering tree.
I need any reason to like someone, but at a certain moment, I suddenly wanted to be with him.
...
Fu Zhen took the walkie-talkie and sat in front of the monitor, frowning tightly. Because the van turned over at the wrong angle, the shot never passed. He touched his chin and he had to go back and think of a solution.
He glanced at the time. It was almost nine o'clock and it was almost time to finish work and go back to the hotel. Fu Zhen yawned, took the walkie-talkie to his mouth, and just about to speak, the ground under his feet suddenly shook violently, supported on all sides. The pole swayed and wanted to fall, and the outside was also chaotic at the same time, screams, broken porcelain, and props falling... all kinds of sounds were mixed together. In this messy sound, the poles on the four sides of the shed fell. Two of them, like a domino being pushed, immediately fell apart and directly threw Fu Zhen inside.
The shed was covered with fabric, it was not too heavy, and there was almost no feeling when pressed on the body, but the monitor turned over with the cabinet during the earthquake, and hit Fu Zhen’s left leg. Fu Zhen sucked backwards. Take a breath.
His leg now looks like an ordinary person when he walks, but it's not normal after all. After being smashed like this, I'm afraid he will have to resume rehabilitation.
Outside, the assistant director shouted loudly: "It's an earthquake, get down!"
"Get down, get down."
The sound was louder than ever. The sound of panic and screaming just now disappeared. The shaking of the ground seemed to be a bit more violent than before. Fu Zhen lay down on the ground and thought as much as possible to a happy place. Their place is remote and desolate enough. What are the casualties?
"Mr. Fu, what are you doing?" The deputy director's voice rang again.
"Xiaozhen is still below."
"The top of the shed is not covered with fabric and can not be crushed."
"He has bad legs, I'm afraid he will have an accident underneath."
Fu Jianchen's voice was getting closer, and the earthquake was still going on. Although the tremor was slightly smaller than before, no one can guarantee that it will suddenly become louder after a while.
"Leave me alone, I'm okay!" Fu Zhen shouted to the outside. He hoped that Fu Jianchen could go to a flat place and lie on his stomach. His phone seemed to be on the table just now, and the shed fell down. Which corner of the phone is in?
Fu Jianchen outside did not leave, but tore away all the collapsed fabric bit by bit, took the pole aside, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and looked for Fu Zhen's figure on the shaking ground in the dark. Finally, he saw the legs. Fu Zhen under the monitor.
Fu Jianchen frowned and his face was full of bitterness. He squatted down quickly and pushed the monitor on Fu Zhen's lap aside, while complaining to Fu Zhen, "I also said that I was fine. "
The earthquake seemed to be over, the earth returned to calm, and the crew of the crew also recovered from the panic, turned on the flashlight, and began to clean up the mess in this place.
Someone turned on the phone and found that there was still a signal. The earthquake just now had a magnitude of 4.8, and there may be aftershocks. They were not lucky. They happened to be in the near earthquake zone. Most of the netizens on Weibo said that they only It felt like the bed shook.
Fu Jianchen carried Fu Zhen on his back. Just now, they had unloaded all the four wheels of the van for the purpose of filming. Now the car repairer does not know where he went. At this time, it was not easy to take a taxi. Fu Jianchen simply dialed 120 for first aid, carrying Fu Zhen on his back and waiting for the bus on the long road.
Fu Zhen lay on Fu Jianchen's back, as if he had been back many years ago. His father was still very young at the time, like the superman in the animation, always omnipotent, but now his head is already white. hair.
It takes about ten minutes to walk from here to the main road, which is the same distance as the hotel. Fu Jianchen walks very fast, with small snowflakes floating in the sky, and soft fluorescence glowing under the cold moonlight.
The snow particles were swirling and dancing in the north wind, the bare branches swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, and the shadows were reflected by the moonlight on the ground covered with sorrows, and their teeth and claws opened like ghosts.
The wind and snow faced him, Fu Zhen’s chin rested on Fu Jianchen’s shoulder, and he could clearly hear Fu Jianchen’s rapid breathing. With the moonlight, everything related to the past was like a long scroll before his eyes. Unfold.
When he was kicked out of Fu’s house, he once hid in the alley, watching Fu Jianchen and Tang Wanwan from afar. He once dropped gold coins one after another in the wishing pool of the botanical garden, praying for Going back to the past, he turned around and saw Tang Wanwan's flaunting face on the screen; once in the heavy snow in the sky, he picked up memories of the past as sugar, and swallowed it together with pain and suffering... In the end, what was left of his mind, Only the longevity position in Yunlu Temple.
A plume of green smoke entangled up, and his name on the longevity position was hazy and unreal.
Fu Zhen's eyes suddenly became wet, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes and sliding down his cheeks, his eyes stopped on the white hair on top of Fu Jianchen's head.
He didn't want Fu Jianchen to grow old like this, he wanted him to be young and tall forever.
He hugged Fu Jianchen's neck, and a lot of words stuck in his throat. In the end, he just yelled in a low voice: "Dad..."
Fu Jianchen was shocked, and after a long time, he carefully answered Fu Zhen: "Here is Dad."
The ambulance came quickly to help Fu Zhen fix his leg and drive him to the hospital. While in the car, Jiang Hengshu called and asked about Fu Zhen’s situation. Fu Jianchen briefly said a few words to him. The phone was given to Fu Zhen.
In the hospital, after the examination, the doctor said with some regret: "His leg has recovered very well. This time it was hit like this. It is a bit difficult to return to the previous level."
Fu Zhen smiled at Fu Jianchen and comforted him, "It's okay."
Fu Jianchen pursed his lips and did not speak for a long time.
All of this was caused by him, how many times he wished he could take the place of Fu Zhen to bear these pains.
Fu Zhen could see guilt and regret from Fu Jianchen’s face. If he used to be happy, but now he felt distressed. He stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Fu Jianchen’s hand, comforting him and said,
It’s really okay. He said it was impossible to recover well, but he recovered very well later."
Fu Jianchen gave an ah, and pushed Fu Zhen to the ward. The two of them ate something, and Fu Zhen fell asleep when he was a little tired. Fu Jianchen looked around for a while, got up and planned to go out and wash his face.
As a result, as soon as he went out and looked up, he saw Jiang Hengshu walking in the dust. It was only three hours after the earthquake happened. It was not easy for him to come over so quickly.