Chapter 1178: Who is who's who (2)

Chapter 1178 Who Is Who's Who (2)
Fang Zhiqiang was extremely depressed. He turned on the stereo in the car, but the sound flowing out was very familiar and close. Huang Wanting's voice faintly sang: "...who belongs to whom, who belongs to who you are, who Who is yours, only loneliness is your own and who..."
Fang Zhiqiang almost forgot to turn the steering wheel. It’s been a long time since he listened to this song. It was a long time ago. After Li Xiaoxiao just learned about his relationship with Huang Wanting, she knew there was this song in his car. As a result, I stopped listening before I got to the place. As a result, it happened to be the climax when I opened it this time.
At that moment, all complex and unspeakable emotions surged into his heart. At this moment, this song is the most true portrayal of his heart. He now has many friends and the most cherished love, but when loneliness strikes, he realizes that only loneliness and himself are the only ones who really accompany him.
It was also this song that made Fang Zhiqiang unexpectedly think of Huang Wanting, wondering how she trained abroad and when she would be able to return. What will it be like when she comes back. Fang Zhiqiang was grateful for her support for the 300 million shares that she helped out in the snow. He knew that at this moment the gap between the two people, especially financial, asked him to pay back to Huang Wanting. Once he took out his point, it would make people laugh. Secondly, Huang Wanting didn't need it.
Maybe Huang Wanting at this time, like him, needs not money, but some deeper things, such as inner comfort, such as silent company. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, thinking of him driving Huang Wanting to the night market secretly, two people eating barbecue and drinking beer like thieves. If Huang Wanting was in China at the moment, he would definitely call her without hesitation and ask her if she was free, so that it would be inconvenient to come out for a drink at night. But at the moment she is far away from abroad, even if she still answers his phone, but think about it, don't let Huang Wanting worry needlessly.
Since I hope she can return soon, everything goes well. In the singing, Fang Zhiqiang remembered what Huang Wanting said at that time: The biggest dream has been to become a big star from the original, so that more people can hear his singing and make a lot of money, and become back to the original days of selling singing.
You don't need to worry about anything, you don't need to ask anything, just hold the guitar and concentrate on singing your own inner song. When Fang Zhiqiang agreed to her once, he felt that this dream was too absurd or even too bleak, but now that he has experienced many ups and downs, he suddenly discovered that this dream is actually the simplest and most ideal life. It's just that he still has the same heart he used to, but he is farther and farther away from the original life, and he has added too much involuntary body.
I don’t know when Huang Wanting can come back, but Fang Zhiqiang knows that when she shows up in front of her and asks herself to take off her leather shoes and suit, pick up the guitar and go to the public to sing with her, she will never refuse, because that It is also his yearning for a simple life.
As Fang Zhiqiang drove, he thought about this song, and he played it back and forth many times. When he finally got off the bus, Fang Zhiqiang searched Huang Wanting's Weibo, and after swiping the latest update, he typed two words under the message, come on.
This is also his encouragement to himself and his attitude towards life. No matter what happens, he will continue to walk firmly.
When Fang Zhiqiang walked into the hospital and got on the elevator, he was still worried. He couldn't help laughing when he heard the movement inside Bi Luochun's ward.
"If your uncle has a leg, you can't put a lot of effort on it? More than a hundred catties of meat are all pressed on me, and I am exhausted." Liu Yan was talking, and she was still panting. They are also a bit ambiguous, and those who don’t know thought they were doing things after turning off the lights in broad daylight.
"Yanzi, why don't you take a break when you are tired? We will come again later." Then Bi Luochun said in a low voice; "This is not my uncle's leg, this is mine, and I want to work hard, it is this leg. It still hurts a bit."
The two people talked, and the more misunderstanding they were, the more confusing they were.
"Go to your uncle." Liu Yan snorted coldly, gasping for breath. "Why doesn't it hurt during a fight? It hurts to walk and shout like a grandson?"
Looking through the window, inside the ward, Liu Yan is practising walking out of bed with Bi Luochun in a medical gown. Bi Luochun fractured his leg bone, which is quite serious, so he was able to get out of bed and walk, and he seemed to be recovering well, but he was still a little impatient.
But this is nothing. The most important thing is the tone of listening to the two people, and looking at the posture of being close to and hugging and hugging at this time, Fang Zhiqiang is a fool and knows that these two guys are finally not that way. I am awkward, and seeing this, is it compound?
"In broad daylight, can you two pay attention to the influence? Now you start to exercise?" Fang Zhiqiang slowly walked to the door and said with a smirk on purpose, "I heard that passionate selflessness in the hallway. It’s a voice, it’s a bit to relive the passionate years back then."
"Fang Zhiqiang, your uncle." No matter what a female man, Liu Yan was still a woman. She was ridiculed by Fang Zhiqiang, she put Bi Luochun on the bed, picked up the pillow, and threw it at Fang Zhiqiang. . Fang Zhiqiang took it with one hand, and put it back on the bed when he walked in, then put down the fruit milk he bought, and watched Bi Luochun squeeze his eyes: "Old Bi, the legs are better? You need to exercise moderately. The capital of the revolution still has to be grasped."
Bi Luochun was also a little bit ashamed: "You got a strong son, don't be kidding." While Fang Zhiqiang winked, secretly handed his eyes to Liu Yan. Fang Zhiqiang looked at Liu Yan as if he was cold. His face suddenly understood. It is estimated that although the two of them had frozen, they had not really recombined. Then his joke is a little bit ahead. He sticks out his tongue: "Come on, ma'am, cut the fruit. By the way, cut one for me too. We are also the sick man."
"Fuck you uncle!" Liu Yan was about to get off her feet, looked at his arm, and asked with a blank look: "How is it? Isn't it better? Why didn't Xiaoxiao come with you?"
"She's busy with things. These days are really busy, you don't know." From the beginning, when the Asian American stocks were acquired, Liu Yan and Bi Luochun got involved, so Fang Zhiqiang never did these things. I didn't hide it from them, besides, his arms were so long as the zipper of the backpack, and he couldn't hide it. Therefore, the recent battles with Zheng Mingjie and the lawsuits until now have basically been told to them.