Chapter 5: Today is another day to do two jobs

After Fu Ting and Tang Wanwan had finished talking on the phone, they walked downstairs. The brothers of the Liu family who hurt Tang Wanwan were being dragged out of the hall by the bodyguards, and their mouths shouted curses. , Cursing the Fu family to be retributed sooner or later.
Fu Ting didn't care either. He glanced at Fu Jianchen who was sitting quietly at the dining table, hesitated, and said to Fu Jianchen, "Dad, I saw Fu Zhen the other night."
When Fu Jianchen heard Fu Zhen's name, he was taken aback. He seemed to have forgotten this person. He hummed, then turned the newspaper over and asked Fu Ting casually: "Oh, how is he now? "
Fu Ting sat down opposite Fu Jianchen and said to him, "It doesn't seem to be a very good time."
Depending on which bar he should be wearing as a waiter, it is probably not a serious place to leave work so late.
Fu Jianchen laughed: "He doesn't know anything. What can he do without Fu's family? It would be good to survive."
Fu Ting: "Yes."
The two were silent for a moment, Li Ma walked out of the kitchen with dinner, set the dinner on the table one by one, and then stepped back.
Fu Ting just picked up the chopsticks and suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and said to Fu Jianchen, who was opposite, "By the way, there seems to be something wrong with his leg."
Fu Jianchen raised his eyes and asked, "Who?"
"Fu Zhen."
Fu Jianchen didn’t really want to hear about Fu Zhen. He didn’t care about his legs either. Fu Jianchen changed the subject directly and told Fu Ting:
It’s Wanwan’s wedding next month. What's wrong."
Fu Ting nodded: "I know."
Fu Jianchen: "Let's eat then."
After supper, two people sat on the sofa, one holding a business magazine in his hand, silent.
The fonts on the magazine in front of him seemed to be flying. Fu Ting felt his eyes hurt after looking at it for a while. He put the magazine in his hand on the coffee table in front, rubbed his forehead, and leaned against the sofa at the back. The top of his head was white The ceiling, and the exquisite crystal chandeliers, the air smelled of daffodils, lingering on the tip of his nose, in a trance, Fu Ting seemed to see a thin figure walking towards him, but in a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared. Up.
Fu Ting faintly felt that this home shouldn't be like this, but what it should have been like before, Fu Ting found that he could not remember clearly.
Maybe when Wanwan comes back, everything will be fine.
He sighed slightly, and asked Fu Jianchen next to him: "Wan Wan said when will she be back?"
"Wanwan is filming in a field, and it is estimated that he will not be back next week.
"I'm going to get married, how can I run around."
Fu Jianchen chuckled lightly and said to Fu Ting, "Well, she likes it, and the kid from the Qin family is also willing to get used to her. Don't hold her as your brother."
Fu Ting nodded. Although as a elder brother, he always felt that no one in this world was worthy of his sister, but he had to admit that Qin Zhao’s conditions were already very good, and he could still spoil him without a bottom line. Wanwan, just like them.
Suddenly, there was a dense pain in Fu Ting's heart, as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He thought he was just reluctant to leave Tang Wanwan from this home. He got up from the sofa and said to Fu Jianchen, "Dad, I went back to rest."
Fu Jianchen gave a hum, and put down the magazine in his hand. Hearing Fu Ting's leaving footsteps, it seemed as if something was tapping on his eardrum, and his body trembled silently with the sound. , He unconsciously raised his hand and touched his chest. He didn't know why he always felt that something was missing there. This has become more intense during this time.
What is missing?
Fu Jianchen sighed. He probably went to the hospital for a full-body examination. He is getting older and can no longer fight like he did when he was young. He needs to pay more attention to maintenance.
In a daze, Fu Jianchen felt as if a young man leaned his head on his shoulder intimately and whispered to himself: "Dad is not old at all, he is still young."
Fu Jianchen's lips couldn't help showing a smile, but this smile was fleeting, as if it had never appeared before.
Fu Jianchen stood up slowly from the sofa, looked around blankly, and then came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Through the glass window in front of him, he saw the fine snow falling on the sky outside, falling on the golden leaf elm on the flowerbed. White head overnight.
Fu Jianchen turned upstairs and returned to his bedroom. He turned off the light and lay on the bed. The only sound left in the dark room was the sound of his breathing and the sound of the pointer moving.
I don't know how long it took, Fu Jianchen fell asleep faintly.
He was dreaming.
Xiao Fu Zhen, who is only six or seven years old, is wearing blue overalls, holding a small red ball and standing at the door, with his feet on his feet and his neck, waiting for his father to return home. When Fu Jianchen's car appeared in his sight , He threw out the little ball in his arms, as cheerful as a little sparrow with flapping wings just released from the cage.
As soon as Fu Jianchen got out of the car, he saw Fu Zhen rushing towards him with two short legs, calling father and father. Fu Jianchen squatted down with a smile, took the leaves off Xiao Fuzhen's head, and ordered He said: "Run slower and don't fall."
Xiao Fu really giggled, spread his arms, and said coquettishly to Fu Jianchen, "Daddy hug."
Fu Jianchen raised his finger and scratched Fu Zhen's nose slightly, then smiled and scolded him: "Little lazy egg", then stretched out his arms and picked Xiao Fuzhen from the ground.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The evening breeze gently brushed Fu Jianchen’s face. He lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms lovingly. Fu Zhen’s stupefied hair trembled slightly in the wind, and he looked up at him. Own, there seemed to be countless stars hidden in those eyes.
Fu Jianchen felt that his whole heart was about to melt, but in the next instant, he watched the child in his arms gradually become transparent, but in an instant there was nothing left. Fu Jianchen looked down at a loss. In his arms, his heart was empty, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a few times in the air, but he caught nothing.
The sun ran to the other side of the earth, and the land under his feet turned into a barren desert. Fu Jianchen stood frozen in place, not knowing where to go.
"Dad...Dad..."
Fu Jianchen looked for the direction of the sound, but there was a thick white mist in front of him. He was covered by the white mist and could not see anything.
The voice was getting lower and lower, getting faint, and thinking back and forth in his ears, the voice was yelling: "Dad, help me... I hurt so much..."
Fu Jianchen felt that his heart was breaking, he shouted at the white mist in front of him: "Don't worry, Dad will be here soon!"
He was like a headless fly, running around in the thick fog, he could not find his child, he could not find it.
I don’t know how long the child’s voice completely disappeared. Fu Jianchen felt a huge gap in his chest. The cold wind passed through the middle. The dense fog in front of him dispersed. Fu Jianchen finally found his baby. .
But his baby was lying in a sandpit at this time, his face was bright red, his face was pale, and he looked at himself with a resentful look.
Fu Jianchen staggered, threw himself into the sandpit, hugged Fu Zhen, choked up and said: "Dad is here, Dad is here..."
Fu Zhen in his arms raised his head and looked at the sky. There was almost no brilliance in his eyes. He said softly, "It's too late, I don't want you."
Fu Jianchen suddenly woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes, and it took a while before he could react. He frowned, wondering why he had such a dream.
After a long time, he picked up the phone beside the bed and glanced at the date. Today is December 9.
He seemed to have forgotten something. Fu Jianchen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. It must be because of the words Fu Ting said tonight that he had such an inexplicable dream.
...
The restaurant that issued the flyer didn't like Fu Zhen, but no one else came during this time. Although Fu is really a lame, he can only make do with it now.
Fu Zhen put on a cumbersome doll costume and went outside the school and handed out the flyers to every child. The children took the flyers, some read them carefully, and others threw them into the trash can. , And others folded the flyers into paper airplanes, and flew the paper airplane into the air with a breath.
The sunset put away the last orange tail. When twilight fell, the children jumped on the school bus. After the teachers had left the school, Fu Zhen took off his doll clothes and walked to the restaurant. He returned it. Doll suits, had dinner in the shop, and rode back to his cramped and run-down rental house on the bus.
There was a hit TV series playing in the living room, starring Tang Wanwan, Fu Zhen took a casual look, and silently returned to his room.
Tang Wanwan made his debut in the draft. In the game, because of his luck, good-looking, studying and hard work, he won a large number of fans and was affectionately called "Honey Koi" by fans.
At that time, Fu Zhen was busy shooting his graduation works, and he didn't pay much attention to Tang Wanwan. He never thought that this girl would also be his father's illegitimate daughter.
When Fu Jianchen was young, he was wild and unruly. He and Fu Ting's mother were married in business. After marriage, they also played their own roles. Unexpectedly, one step was careful to kill them.
At first, Fu Jianchen didn't want to keep Fu Zhen's child. Later, for unknown reasons, he still left Fu Zhen with him and took him by his side, taking care of him when he grew up.
Eighteen years later, Fu Jianchen had another daughter. He did not hesitate to spoil this daughter as the most enviable person in the entertainment industry, and expelled the youngest son he had raised for nearly 20 years for this daughter. Out of the house.