The day Fu Cheng returned, it happened to rain heavily in the capital.
The torrential rain came down from the sky, as if there was a big hole in the sky.
Song Shengsheng was at home during the summer vacation, and he felt lazy and didn't want to go out at all.
Especially on a rainy day like this, I just want to enjoy myself at home and do nothing.
I live a life of eating and drinking every day, and after I have eaten and drunk my fill, I start to think about my small clothing business.
In fact, it can't even be considered a business now. At most, she just did some transactions with her classmates.
Song Shengsheng is now much more efficient in making clothes than before, and he knows more about fabrics.
Last time, Fu Jiayan took her to a cheaper big market to buy fabrics. There were all kinds of fabrics there, all of which had been brought in through the customs port.
The quality is particularly good.
Many styles require specific fabrics, so now she doesn't have to worry about that.
Song Shengsheng didn't take many orders privately, just a few.
It’s not that she doesn’t have customers, it’s just that she’s a bit lazy and doesn’t want to tire herself out.
After just a few times, she gained a certain reputation among her classmates, and people came to her to buy clothes in an endless stream.
She made a lot of money during her free time during the summer vacation.
I just had some free time these two days, so I started making beautiful clothes for my son to wear in autumn.
Comrade Fu Luochi seems to be growing every day. He disappears in the blink of an eye, just like a young sprout, growing upwards rapidly.
You can’t wear last year’s clothes this year.
Maybe the clothes I wore two months ago are a little small.
Fortunately, Song Shengsheng still enjoys making clothes for her son.
She likes to make all kinds of overalls and cute short-sleeved shirts for her son, and then add a pair of rain boots to them. It's so cute.
However, Fu Luochi, who is already seven years old, obviously can no longer wear such childish clothes.
Song Shengsheng also made him some very neat clothes.
Even though her son is already seven years old, he is still very attached to her.
Every day before going to bed, I would run to her room to say good night to her.
Song Shengsheng had just finished trying on a pair of new pants for her son when Fu Cheng arrived home.
The noise of cars downstairs was so loud that it was difficult for her to pretend not to hear it.
"Xiaochi, are your pants tight?"
Fu Luochi shook his head: "It's okay, Mom, it's just right."
Song Shengsheng couldn't help but kiss him, "Then I won't change it. If it's too short for you later, mom will make it for you again."
The shy child has now become bolder under the influence of his mother. Even though he is shy, he still stands on tiptoe and kisses his mother's cheek.
"Thank you, Mom."
Song Shengsheng continued to chatter: "You will be in the first grade soon, and then you will be able to become an excellent Young Pioneer."
"Xiaochi, do you want to go to elementary school? Then you can make more friends."
Fu Luochi doesn't really want to make friends, but his mother seems very enthusiastic about it.
He pretended to be looking forward to it.
"Yeah, yeah! Mom, I want to make new friends, too."
After he finished speaking, he rubbed himself in his mother's arms and lingered there as if he didn't want to leave.
Fu Cheng entered the house and didn't see Song Shengsheng, so he went upstairs.
As soon as she saw him, she turned around, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Fu Cheng saw her hugging the child, the mother and child were very close to each other.
"Sound."
Song Shengsheng froze for a moment, and even though he heard it, he tried to pretend that he didn't hear it.
Fu Cheng walked in front of her and immediately blocked the light and shadow in front of her.
He held her wrist, "Why are you ignoring me?"
Song Shengsheng couldn't get too upset with her son because he was still around, but she couldn't let Fu Cheng see that she was not as angry as she appeared on the phone.
Otherwise this man will push his luck further.
I thought I could do this again next time.
"You're back."
She lowered her brows and said these four words in a nonchalant manner.
Then she slowly pulled her wrist out of his palm without leaving any trace.
Fu Cheng did not stop her, but just paused for a moment before letting her escape.
Song Shengsheng felt uncomfortable again. What was his attitude? He didn't even want to ask her to stay? He didn't even want to force her to explain?
In the past, when she was angry, she wouldn't listen to any bad words.
He never got tired of it, and would grab her and tell her the same thing over and over again in her ear.
Song Shengsheng's ears started to smoke again and he was very angry.
Song Shengsheng endured it. She had to coax the child out first before she could quarrel with Fu Cheng. She explained the matter to him clearly and told him explicitly that this was wrong.
She touched her son's head and lowered her head to talk to him: "Xiao Chi, go downstairs and play for a while."
Fu Luochi was a person who listened to his mother very much. He nodded and said, "Okay."
The door opened and closed.
Song Shengsheng stopped smiling and just stared at Fu Cheng.
She is a person who can't hold back her words and can't hide things.
It's hard to keep silent.
She said, "Why did you ask someone to spy on me?"
Fu Cheng explained seriously: "It's not surveillance."
He took two more steps forward, but before he could do anything, he was pushed away by Song Shengsheng.
The man hissed and took a breath of cold air.
She just pushed him in the wound.
Fu Cheng was not really invincible. It was impossible for him to come out of this exercise unscathed. In fact, the two wounds on his waist and abdomen had not healed yet. The doctors did not approve of him being discharged from the hospital so soon.
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The bandages wrapped around his waist and abdomen were probably covered in blood by now.
Song Shengsheng heard his heavy breathing and hesitated for a moment, "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Cheng endured the pain and said, "It's okay."
He said this, and Song Shengsheng just listened.
I really thought he was fine.
She then looked at him with a wronged look, staring at him in reproach, as if he had committed an unforgivable crime. She said, "Don't I have freedom? Don't you really trust me?"
As she spoke, tears were about to fall.
Originally, most of my emotions were pretended, but the more I talked about it, the sadder I became.
Although she didn't have any sincerity at all.
But after the few sincere hearts she had received were betrayed, she would really shed crocodile tears.
She felt that Fu Cheng hired someone to monitor her and keep an eye on her, not because it was for her safety as he said, or because he just wanted to protect her, but because he was worried and didn't trust her.
The most turbulent years are now behind us.
It is not a time when everyone is in danger.
Is there anyone else who will rush up to her and kill her?
So Song Shengsheng felt that what Fu Cheng said on the phone before were all excuses.
Song Shengsheng's eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, her tear-stained eyelashes fluttered, her tears fell quietly, and the tip of her nose looked red.
Looking extremely aggrieved.
She choked with tears and said, "Do you think that if you're not around, I'll look for someone else? Do you still think I'm that kind of woman who doesn't like women?"
Fu Cheng was even more helpless when he saw her tears.
He grabbed her hand regardless, with great force and urgency, "I don't think so."
But he couldn't explain it clearly.
His original intention was indeed to look after her, although more for protection.
But there is also this hidden darkness deep inside.
What he needs to guard against is not her, but those people who are hiding in the dark and still eyeing her covetously.
Song Shengsheng shook off his hand and accidentally touched his wound again. She heard a more obvious groan this time. She sniffed and said, "But that's what you did."
She expressed her fears bit by bit.
"It makes me feel like a criminal without freedom."
The shadow in the dream of being imprisoned and no one can save you.
The fear of being watched by so many eyes all the time.
He has no human dignity at all.
This familiar feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.
Then Song Shengsheng choked up and said, "If you do this today, you will do something even worse tomorrow. I don't like this."
People always push for more. If she gives in today, he will go even further tomorrow.
If it was Shen Zhishu who did this, she would only be afraid but not sad.
But now she likes Fu Cheng, depends on him, loves him, and wants to live a good life with him. His behavior will not only scare her, but also make her feel sad as if her heart is broken.
Song Shengsheng grabbed Fu Cheng's hand and said, "Can you please not be like this?"
When she looked at him with tearful eyes, at that moment, Fu Cheng felt that even if she asked him to die, and asked him to die in a gentle voice, he would go without hesitation.
Fu Cheng's heart trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
Then he said truthfully, "Next time, if I leave someone behind, I'll tell you. I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone at home. They will only protect your safety when you go out."
On this point, it was difficult for Fu Cheng to give in.
Her safety is the most important thing.
Sometimes she is cautious, sometimes she is naive, and seems to know nothing about the dangers outside this world.
Fu Cheng couldn't afford any risk of losing her.
There was a reason why he was so cautious.
Shen Zhishu had previously hired someone to follow her at school and bribed her classmates to record her every move and every word and pass them on to him.
If the guards he sent out had not been sharp and alert enough, they would not have discovered that those classmates who often appeared in front of her and claimed to have met her by chance had actually been bribed.
Afterwards.
It's not that Fu Cheng hadn't gone to find trouble with Shen Zhishu. Faced with overwhelming evidence, he remained calm and composed, like practicing Tai Chi, and admitted nothing.
Fu Cheng didn't show any mercy to him and beat him up badly.
Shen Zhishu's tutor was shocked. Seeing that Fu Cheng was about to beat someone to death, he quickly called for help. In the end, when he couldn't stop him anymore, he threatened to call the police.
Fu Cheng directly reported an address.
The Public Security Bureau leader's home address was told to them, and they were asked to report to the police.
It makes people so angry that they are speechless.
Fu Cheng never told her about this, fearing that she would not dare to make friends at school and would not be able to study with peace of mind.
"I will definitely discuss this with you next time. Okay?"
When Song Shengsheng heard his soft words, she also softened her heart.
She originally wanted to have a big quarrel with him, smash everything in the house, and teach him a lesson.
Now it's like this, it's a bit neither up nor down.
When Song Shengsheng was thinking gloomily whether to continue her outburst, the piece of cloth around her waist slowly began to ooze blood. She looked at the bloodstains on her white shirt and was stunned for a moment, as if she was frightened.
She no longer cared about pretending to be angry, and grabbed his hand and asked quickly:
"Are you hurt?"
Fu Cheng seemed reluctant to answer her question, and didn't seem to want her to see such a vicious side of himself.
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She subconsciously covered his wound with her hand, a little anxious, and asked again: "Fu Cheng, are you hurt?"
Fu Cheng felt a little better when he saw the pain in her eyes. He hummed as if it didn't hurt.
In fact, if he really didn't want to be discovered by her, he didn't have to wear such a conspicuous white shirt today. A military jacket could also cover up some traces.
But he didn't do that.
He actually knew that she was a soft-hearted person.
That's how despicable it is.
Use self-torture to gain her sympathy.
Song Shengsheng's tears, which she had just suppressed, began to fall again. She stamped her feet and asked through gritted teeth, "Why didn't you say so earlier!?"
"Did I hurt you when I pushed you just now?"
"Does it hurt, Fu Cheng?"
Fu Cheng didn't really feel any pain just now, but now his heart was boiling and he felt numb from the pain.
She is always like this, saying harsh words, but actually she is softer than anyone else.
Fu Cheng shook his head. He didn't want to make her worry more. He had only used half of his self-torture trick on her and was reluctant to continue.
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt."
"You lied to me."
Song Shengsheng is not a fool, and it's not like he hasn't felt pain before.
In the past, when she was at home cooking, she would accidentally cut her hands, which was very painful, even if it was just a small cut that broke the skin.
How could it not hurt when there was so much blood on his clothes?
How serious is this injury? The wound is probably so deep that you can see the bone!
Song Shengsheng sniffed her red nose, "Why didn't you tell me just now? I won't argue with you if I know you're hurt. If you explain it to me, I'll listen."
"I'm not a really unreasonable person."
"Do you have any medicine at home? I'll go get gauze to change your medicine. We need to stop the bleeding first."
Song Shengsheng asked to herself, and as if she didn't need his answer, she went to look for medicine in the drawers. She actually found a bottle of medicine powder in the drawer, but she didn't know if it could be used.
Fu Cheng's wound was most likely torn.
Fu Cheng didn't think it was a big deal. It was common for them to get hurt. There was nothing to be surprised about.
"Is this powder okay to use?"
"able."
Fu Cheng didn't want to scare her, as showing the nasty wound to her might scare her.
"I can do it myself."
The sight of all that blood and flesh being torn apart is not a pretty sight.
Fu Cheng took the powder from her hand and went to find the bandage that had been prepared at home. Fu Cheng moved quickly and bandaged the wound again. He then changed into a clean shirt.
Song Shengsheng saw that apart from his pale face, he seemed to be fine.
Then he kept silent again.
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