After Zhou Moshi finished dealing with the affairs in Hong Kong City, he returned to Wenyue Bay at sunset.
When your thumb covers the fingerprint lock, a barely perceptible "ding" sound is emitted.
His handsome brows furrowed.
The sound was too noisy at night.
It will disturb her sleep.
Zhou Moshi changed his shoes quietly and leaned lazily at the entrance. The dim corridor lights shone on his head, and a few strands of hair cast shadows on his eyes, which could not hide the fatigue in his eyes.
He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand as he walked towards the bedroom.
But he only took half a step and suddenly stopped...
All my attention, which was scattered just now, was attracted by a small figure on the sofa.
Su Fanxing is 167cm tall, not short, but she looks so small when she curls up on the wide sofa. If it weren't for the pure white blanket covering the gray velvet sofa, Zhou Moshi really wouldn't be able to see that there was someone lying there.
His deep black eyes were tinged with tenderness. He walked slowly forward, his eyes falling on Su Fanxing's sleeping face.
It seemed that she did not sleep well.
Her thick, long eyelashes cast a long shadow, and as she fluttered restlessly, the shadow trembled.
I don’t know what kind of nightmare Su Fanxing had. Her rosy lips were tightly clenched and I don’t know what she was mumbling.
Zhou Moshi inexplicably thought of her word "Mom", and a sour feeling inexplicably emerged in his throat.
This morning at Xu's, the words Uncle Xu said were still lingering in his mind.
"I'm telling you this because I see you're truly concerned about Fanxing." Uncle Xu's usually cheerful face now looked strangely serious. "Fanxing's mother is Fu Xixiang. Do you know her?"
Zhou Moshi didn't comment, just nodded slightly, hiding the surprise in his heart.
How many people don't know Fu Xixiang? Seventeen years ago, the Hong Kong film industry had a profound impact on the mainland market. The story of this popular Hong Kong actress, who inexplicably committed suicide at home due to depression, was a hot topic around the world.
Uncle Xu's voice was slightly choked.
"Back then... the stars were only this big." He used his hand to gesture around his waist.
"When her mother was too busy with work, she often left her at our tea restaurant. Before that incident, she paid me a large sum of money. I should have realized something was wrong at that time!"
"Later, when the Su family took Fanxing away, I found out that Fanxing's father had already married and had children due to political reasons, but in the end, he didn't even give Fu Xixiang a legitimate status..."
The more Uncle Xu spoke, the more he felt his nose tingle. He squeezed his wrinkled eyes together and burst into tears, wiping them away.
Zhou Moshi held his forehead and for a moment, he didn't know how to comfort this sad elder.
He grew up in an environment like the Zhou family, where profit was paramount. He had never even had a proper meal with his own father, let alone this uncle whom he had only met a few times.
"The Su family are also a bunch of beasts!" Uncle Xu seemed completely oblivious to Zhou Moshi's embarrassment, pounding his fist on the table in anger. "To fulfill her mother's wish, Fanxing secretly participated in Xingyao Entertainment's talent show. That year, the Su family broke one of her legs!"
"..." Zhou Moshi's gaze gradually fell on Su Fanxing's slender calves slightly protruding from under the blanket.
It was white and smooth, with no sign of having ever suffered...that kind of torture.
Zhou Moshi's eyebrows twitched, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes.
Perhaps it was because his aura was too strong, or his breathing was too heavy, Su Fanxing, who was taking a nap on the sofa, slowly opened her eyes.
Su Fanxing was startled when she saw someone squatting in front of her.
When she saw that the man was Zhou Mo, her intense heartbeat finally calmed down a little, and she spoke with a hint of pouting: "Why did you come back just now... I almost fell asleep waiting for you."
Her words were still full of sleepiness and were soft.
Almost subconsciously, she stretched out her arms towards the man in front of her.
Zhou Moshi understood, bent down and leaned forward, asking her to hug his neck. He then held her legs with one hand and lifted her up.
Their movements were as skillful and coordinated as those of an old couple.
Su Fanxing buried her face in his neck, smelling the faint scent of alcohol on him. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and the turbidity in her eyes dissipated slightly. "Zhou Moshi, do you want me to make you some hangover soup?"
She asked in a low and soft voice, and there seemed to be honey in her words, which made Zhou Moshi almost think he was dreaming.
"You didn't drink much, stop making trouble." His low and hoarse voice gently scratched her eardrum.
By the time Su Fanxing realized something was wrong again, Zhou Moshi had already wrapped her in his arms and covered her with a quilt.
He looked very tired and fell into a deep sleep without even taking a shower...
Su Fanxing stared at his profile, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.
———
The next day, when Su Fanxing woke up again, Zhou Moshi was no longer by her side.
She remembered that this person only came back in the middle of the night, and it was only around nine in the morning. Even if there was something big going on, he wouldn't be so busy...
A sense of loss inexplicably surged in her heart. She lowered her eyes and suppressed the inexplicable annoyance in her heart.
Su Fanxing picked up the fully charged mobile phone on the bedside table, thinking that since the person was not there and she was almost recovered from her illness, it was time to go back to the crew to catch up on the progress.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone screen was turned on, a message from the man popped up.
Mo: [At noon, Xu Chu will pick you up and bring you to the restaurant.]
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