Chapter 82:

Fu Zhen's gaze stopped at the top of the bell tower, and his eyes were a little moist for no apparent reason.
He remembered that someone once said that he would give him a castle when he became an adult, but the Eston Manor finally came under the name of Tang Wanwan, and he was no longer his father's child.
Tears involuntarily slipped from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the lawn, turning into crystal clear dew, turning into starlight, and turning into fireflies of memories.
Jiang Hengshu raised his hand to wipe the teardrops off Fu Zhen's cheeks, and asked him softly, "Why are you crying? Don't you like it? If you don't like it, I have other manors."
"Like it," Fu Zhen nodded with tears in his eyes. He hugged Jiang Hengshu, "Jiang Hengshu, I really like you."
Jiang Hengshu hugged Fu Zhen back and touched his head, "I like you very much, so don't cry."
He lowered his head and kissed the tears on Fu Zhen's face little by little, with the salty and bitterness remaining on the tip of his tongue. He pressed Fu Zhen against his chest and said to him, "I love you."
It was as if the stars in the night sky fell into Jiang Hengshu's blue eyes, and Fu Zhen was intoxicated in these sapphire eyes.
Jiang Hengshu suddenly released Fu Zhen and took a step back. He bent down, with his left hand behind him, stretched out his right arm with his palm facing up, and extended an invitation to Fu Zhen: "Hi, handsome prince, how are you willing? Do you dance with me?"
Fu Zhen rubbed his face, adjusted his expression, stood up straight, put his hand in Jiang Hengshu's palm, and said with a smile, "It's a great honor."
Jiang Hengshu used his hand slightly to pull Fu Zhen into his arms.
Slow music flowed out from around the fountain. The white lawn lights began to change colors as soon as the music sounded. The castle in the distance also lit up with dreamy colors. Fu Zhen danced with Jiang Hengshu’s pace. As if entering a fairy tale at a certain moment, the princess and his knight will always be together forever.
Yiwu closed, and Jiang Hengshu said to Fu Zhen: "There is no air conditioner installed in the castle, so the wronged princess will come home with me tonight."
"……OK then."
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Not long after the Qixi Festival, the script of "White Castle" has been completely revised. Fu Zhen can start casting roles after the birth of the child, determine the venue, and prepare for the boot. The actor Fu Zhen already has several candidates in his heart, and he has contacted before The other party, just don't know if the other party has time, will they agree.
Fu Zhen once worked as a screenwriter for the Shazhou Chronicles, and thinks that he is doing well in his business, but during this period of time with Luo Pingping, he has learned a lot of things he didn’t know before, and gained a lot. After the "White Castle" script was completely completed, Fu Zhen asked Luo Pingping: "Mr. Luo, have you been a screenwriter before?"
Luo Pingping did not hide from Fu Zhen, and said with a smile: "I have done it. The screenwriter of the TV series "The Secret History of A Fanggong" and "A Widow and Two Hans" is me."
Both of these are TV dramas that have hit a big hit more than ten years ago, and the ratings are very high. People still mention it today. Fu Zhen only watched "The Secret History of A Fang Gong" when he was a child, and the lines in it left a deep impression on him. The impression is that it is an ancient historical drama, but the narration has a touch of Shakespearean drama, and unexpectedly matches the whole drama.
The styles of the two dramas are very different, and the themes are also very different. One is a historical costume drama, while the other is a country love story. Fu Zhen quickly clicked on the webpage to check the names of the screenwriters. The two dramas are indeed It's the same screenwriter, but it's not Luo Pingping's name.
Luo Pingping explained to Fu Zhen: "I changed my name later. My father felt that my previous name was too hostile and not suitable for me."
Fu Zhen didn’t want to doubt Luo Pingping. He really learned a lot from Luo Pingping during this period: "Teacher Luo, I have something to do during this period and I can’t go out. After a while, I will definitely treat you to it. A meal."
"Okay, it just so happens that I will go to Lijiang again next time. I guess I won't be back until October."
After finishing the "Shazhou Chronicle" script, Fu Zhen was completely idle and could raise his baby with peace of mind. Since the last time he and Jiang Hengshu were secretly photographed and posted on Weibo, they have never been followed.
Fu Zhen now takes a walk in the community every day, swiping the gossip news in the entertainment circle with his mobile phone, and watching the jokes written by the master to spit out Tang Wanwan, and his life is quite comfortable.
Tang Wanwan’s melons were almost eaten, and Fu Zhen paid attention to the recent developments of "Last Night West Wind Withered Trees". The movie that said it was going to start a year ago has only given the male and female protagonists, and the heroine’s decision is Lin Xiyao, who had the highest vote before, but the hero was not a good Huang Yi, the producer chose Liu Meng, a popular young student.
After the crew slid around the stars in the entertainment circle with great momentum, the movie's popularity finally reached its highest level.
But this is always a plagiarism work. The passers-by did not have a very good sense of the movie, and they even had some other opinions about the protagonist, but the fans of the actor justified their idols and said that this show It was the company who took it, and they couldn't help it. The director has already said that all plagiarized content will be eliminated. I hope that passers-by will not be prejudiced against this movie.
Fu Zhenan was eating melon, and he just smiled at these remarks. He put down his phone and prepared to rest his eyes for a while, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen.
"Jiang Hengshu..." Fu Zhen raised his head and called towards the kitchen, his voice low, like a cat meowing.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Hengshu hurried out of the kitchen.
"My stomach hurts a bit."
Jiang Hengshu walked over quickly, picked Fu Zhen up from the sofa, took him downstairs, and drove. Although Fu Zhen said that his stomach no longer hurts as soon as he got in the car, he still used the fastest speed possible. Take Fu Zhen to Jiang's hospital.
The doctor checked and said to Jiang Hengshu: "It's okay, it's normal contractions."
Jiang Hengshu breathed a sigh of relief, and the doctor then said to him: "But his expected date of delivery is only these few days, do you want to be hospitalized?"
"Apply."
After Fu Zhen was admitted to the hospital, Jiang Hengshu pushed all the affairs of the company to Mr. Jiang. At this time, Mr. Jiang couldn't shirk, and he knew that he was about to have a grandson. He was very happy at work. .
On the day of September 12, the sky was clouded and the air became humid. The ginkgo trees in the hospital yard were shrinking their leaves in the wind, and it was about to rain.
Fu Zhen was eating breakfast in the ward. Suddenly he felt a pain in his abdomen and something was pouring out from below. He took a deep breath, put down his chopsticks, raised his head, and calmly said to Jiang Hengshu: "Jiang Heng Shu, I think I may be about to give birth."
Jiang Hengshu was not as calm as Fu Zhen. He hurriedly got up, ran out of the ward, called the doctor, the doctor took a look, and immediately told the nurse: "The 36th is about to give birth, hurry up and prepare."
The nurses rushed over and were about to push the bed into the delivery room. Jiang Hengshu held Fu Zhen's hand tightly, and constantly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you outside. It's okay, it's okay, very It will come out soon..."
Fu Zhen sucked his nose and gave a hum. The hospital bed under him was pushed away by the doctor and nurse. The fingers of the two people were slowly separated. Jiang Heng looked forward to Fu Zhen being sent to the delivery room, and the nurse closed it. Door of the delivery room.
Jiang Hengshu anxiously walked around in the corridor outside the delivery room, probably because of his choice of painless delivery. Fu Zhen’s painful howling sound was not heard in the delivery room, and the rest of the Jiang family heard that Fu I was really going to give birth, and I put aside my work and hurried to the hospital. Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting came with them.
Several people stood outside the delivery room, each with an anxious look on their faces, for fear of something unexpected inside. Fortunately, the goddess of luck had been watching them. After more than an hour passed, a cry of the child came out of the ward. The dense dark clouds in the sky were torn apart, and the golden sunlight passed through the layers of dark clouds and shone on the prosperous world. The green plants on the corridor windows shook the green leaves, welcoming the bright sunshine with joy.
The lights outside the delivery room were also extinguished at this moment. Soon after the nurse walked out of the delivery room with the baby in her arms, she smiled and said, "I was born, the adults and the children are safe, it's a girl."
Jiang Hengshu let out a cry and glanced at the child in the nurse: "I'll go in and see him", and then went sideways into the delivery room.
Mrs. Jiang took the child, and the child inherited Jiang Hengshu's genes. He had a pair of big blue eyes like him, blinking, and seemed to be curiously looking at the world.
In the ward, Fu Zhen was lying on the bed, only his face was slightly pale, and everything else was fine. Jiang Hengshu walked to the bed, squatted down, holding Fu Zhen's hand, and asked him softly, "How about ?"
"It's okay," Fu Zhen shook his head. Except for a little pain when he started taking the anesthetic, there was almost no feeling behind him. He looked to the left and right and asked Jiang Hengshu: "What about the child?"
"outside."
As soon as Jiang Hengshu's voice fell, Madam Jiang walked in from the outside holding the child. She held the child in front of Fu Zhen and told him, "It's a girl."
When the child was first born, the little pink ball was still a little wrinkled, and it didn’t look good, but it might be because of his blood connection. Fu really liked it very much. He thought it was the cutest child in the world. Reaching out her hand and carefully touching the child's face, Madam Jiang placed the child beside Fu Zhen.
Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from Fu Zhen's forehead, and asked, "Aren't you tired? If you're tired, go to sleep for a while."
Having a baby didn't suffer too much, but it may be that the anaesthetic hadn't passed before. Fu Zhen responded in a low voice, closed his eyes, and Jiang Hengshu stood by his bed.
Fu Zhen didn't go to sleep right away. Some scenes were wandering in his mind. He was in a daze just now, as if he saw Fu Jianchen standing at the door of the ward, looking at him, just like many, many years ago. appearance.