When I had a little more energy, he started causing trouble again.
...
When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the bed, my whole body aching as if it had been run over by a road roller, with no part of me feeling well, and my throat dry and burning.
The air was thick with the ambiguous scent of post-coital intimacy; all the curtains were drawn, and the light was dim.
"Fu Yanshen, I'm thirsty..." I mumbled, trying to get him to pour me some water.
Last night, he vented his anger repeatedly, like he was out of his mind. He probably hasn't gotten out of bed yet.
"Fu Yanshen!" I called out softly, using all my strength.
There was still no movement. I reached out and touched the side of the bed, but one side of the bed was empty.
He's not in now.
Just then, the phone vibrated.
I reached for my phone on the bedside table; the screen displayed the word "Mom."
"Qiaoqiao, I've been calling you, why haven't you answered?" came her mother's voice.
I glanced at the time on my phone; it was already 2 PM local time, but it would be almost 10 PM back home.
I suddenly remembered that we were supposed to return to China this afternoon.
"Mom, I just woke up. Is something urgent?"
"Qiaoqiao, are you with Fu Yanshen? Did you offend him again? The loan contract was signed perfectly, but now they refuse to continue lending! They say it's Fu Yanshen's instruction! Your dad is in the hospital again!" the mother said anxiously.
Did Fu Yanshen stop the bank from issuing loans?
Hearing my mother say that, I excitedly got up and looked around for Fu Yanshen.
Weren't we getting along really well? Why the sudden change of heart?
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