Chapter 21 Love and Separation
Ji Mian's current appearance can be described as somewhat disheveled.
He had just hurried out of Su Luoyu's house and fell on the road. His clothes were covered in dust and his hands were cut by small stones.
When the fox fountain pen was handed to Fu Chenyu, Fu Chenyu's pupils constricted slightly.
He suddenly grabbed Ji Mian's wrist. The wound on Ji Mian's palm had stopped bleeding, but the injury was still hideous.
Ji Mian was extremely nervous just now and didn't notice his injury. Being looked at by Fu Chenyu, he felt a little embarrassed and retracted his hand.
Fu Chenyu's heart was twisted into a ball, and a bold and arrogant thought popped up in his mind: Is he in such a hurry just to see me?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Fu Chenyu felt a mixture of sour and bloated emotions.
Ji Mian's eyes were red because he was holding back his tears.
Fu Chenyu silently pulled his hand over, looked at it carefully, then grabbed his wrist and took him home.
Ji Mian followed the boss into the house in a daze before he realized what was happening. His heart skipped a beat. This was his second time at Fu Chenyu's house!
Fu Chenyu's house is bright and spacious. His room faces south and is clean and tidy.
On the desk is a computer with the latest configuration, as well as many technological products that Ji Mian, at his age, cannot understand.
Some of them were made by Fu Chenyu himself. Ji Mian learned from the original book that Fu Chenyu had strong hands-on skills and had made many high-tech products.
He looked at the computer with mixed feelings.
Ji Mian didn’t know whether Fu Chenyu was planning to create the dark web. It was a deep-sea prison where people could be killed without leaving any trace. Countless innocent lives had been lost in the dark web.
That is the criminals' den of debauchery and their paradise.
Ji Mian was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice there was a rabbit under his feet.
He was bitten on the leg of his trousers by the cotton-mian rabbit before he reacted. He looked down and saw the rabbit, and he was filled with love.
It turns out that the boss still has this rabbit. He saw it when he was a child, but he didn’t expect it to survive until now.
Fu Chenyu took out the iodine-soaked cotton, wiped Ji Mian's hands clean with a wet wipe, and then applied iodine to disinfect them.
Mianmian Rabbit mistook Ji Mian's clothes for food and kept biting them.
Ji Mian felt the room was too silent. He picked at the corner of his clothes and started a conversation: "Fu Chenyu, what's the name of your rabbit?"
Fu Chenyu: ...
Ji Mian tilted his head to look at him. It seemed like the boss didn’t want to say it?
Did he ask a question that he shouldn't have asked...
Is this a shameful name for a rabbit? Wouldn't the boss give him something like "Susu"?
Ji Mian was suddenly startled, as if he had discovered Fu Chenyu's little thoughts. He felt relieved immediately, narrowed his eyes, and laughed, "Hehe."
The baby fat on his face has not faded, and the thirteen-year-old boy looks a little cute when he smiles.
It also made Fu Chenyu a little angry and embarrassed.
"No name." Fu Chenyu said coldly.
"Oh..." Ji Mian didn't believe it!
"Aren't you at Su Luoyu's house?" Fu Chenyu put away the alcohol cotton.
Speaking of this, Ji Mian's heart sank.
Fu Chenyu keenly sensed his emotions and asked hesitantly, "What happened?"
Ji Mian shook his head: "Nothing. Fu Chenyu, I want to play games, can I play on your computer?"
He still couldn't help but want to know if there were any secrets in Fu Chenyu's computer.
Fu Chenyu was silent for a moment, then turned on the computer. As the startup music sounded, the system's built-in blue sky and white clouds desktop came into view.
Ah... He thought the boss would use some particularly bloody, cruel and childish desktop!
Ji Mian held the mouse guiltily and slid it across the computer desktop.
After scrolling for a while, he gave up. How could he think that with the IQ of a teenager, he could understand the program written by the boss and figure out where his hidden files were!
The desktop is almost completely clean, with no sign of any software doing anything bad.
Ji Mian is a book traveler who has a golden finger that allows him to know the plot in advance, as well as memories of his previous life.
But all this only seems different in kindergarten and elementary school. By the time they reach junior high school, the gap in IQ between true geniuses and ordinary humans has widened completely.
Fu Chenyu is known as a highly intelligent talent that is rare in the world view of "Stranger Tenderness" in three hundred years. Because of this, both the domestic and international police stations hate him with gritted teeth.
In the original novel, Fu Chenyu is a psychology professor at Peking University. Countless times, the police suspected him of being Fox, yet countless times, he returned unscathed. This even angered his teachers, friends, and even public opinion. They couldn't believe a gentle, public-spirited young man could be the legendary demon Fox.
The police were forced to release the man, as Fu Chenyu's fox tail was well hidden and they were helpless.
The boss is a man who can manipulate public opinion in the palm of his hand...
Ji Mian swallowed his saliva, feeling that compared with the fox Fu Chenyu, he was just a rabbit at the mercy of others.
"What game do you want to play?" Fu Chenyu said.
The storm in Ji Mian's mind was interrupted, and he immediately sat up straight: "I want to play with you, Fu Chenyu, have you ever played a two-player game?"
Fu Chenyu looked at him silently, then moved a chair over and played a stupid two-player game with Ji Mian.
Ji Mian was very involved in the game. His childish nature made him quickly forget the unpleasantness of the day. It was not until dusk that he remembered to go home.
Fu Chenyu walked him downstairs, and the two walked side by side in the deep blue night.
Ji Mian thought about the confession of her sophomore classmate and suddenly became curious. She tilted her head and asked Fu Chenyu, "Fu Chenyu, why didn't you accept that girl's confession?"
Doesn’t the boss want to not fall in love too early?
"I don't like it." Fu Chenyu was simple and direct.
Ji Mian became even more curious, and looked at him with a pair of beautiful cat-like eyes: "Fu Chenyu, do you have someone you like?"
Fu Chenyu suddenly stopped and looked at him straight.
Ji Mian thought Fu Chenyu's eyes were very beautiful. When he smiled, his eyes were full of affection, but when he didn't smile, he was as cold as ice. There was also a small mole on his eyelid that could not be seen unless you looked closely.
Fu Chenyu stared at him for a long time, and Ji Mian couldn't help but touch his face.
Is there something dirty on his face?
Forget it... Maybe the boss doesn't want to answer this question.
Ji Mian lowered his head and walked away sullenly: "Fu Chenyu, are you still angry with me?"
Fu Chenyu's heart felt like it was soaked in lemonade with rock sugar: "No."
Ji Mian said again: "Then will you still ignore me?"
Fu Chenyu: “No.”
Ji Mian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him cautiously, with stars in her eyes, as if confirming something: "Fu Chenyu, you are my best friend."
Fu Chenyu raised the corners of his mouth, trying to force a smile, but found it difficult to do so.
Friends, this is probably the safest and most stable relationship between him and Ji Mian, and it is also the relationship that will last until then.
Ji Mian suddenly held his hand and said solemnly: "Fu Chenyu, if you have anything unhappy, you must tell me, I will help you, and I will always stand by your side."
He didn't know what Fu Chenyu's original intention was in working on the dark web. Perhaps it was because he had suffered too much injustice in reality, which caused the young boy to lose hope in this society and thus developed the idea of crazy revenge.
Ji Mian grabbed his hand and promised: "Fu Chenyu, you must grow up to be a very good adult."
Fu Chenyu's hand froze for a moment before he shook Ji Mian's hand: "Yeah."
A very good adult.
The boy laughed at himself in his heart.
Does he know that he is not a good person at all? A good person will not have dirty and despicable thoughts about his good friends. That's why he doesn't want to be a good person.
Ever since reconciling with Fu Chenyu, Ji Mian felt that life had hope again.
He began to think that he must be scaring himself. As long as he had nothing to do with Li Jue, why would Fu Chenyu attack him?
I don’t know when the boss fell in love with Su Luoyu. He has seen it all these years and feels that the relationship between the boss and the protagonist is not as good as his relationship with the boss!
At least I have become the boss's best friend!
After the second semester exams of the second year of junior high school were over, Ji Mian began to prepare for the high school entrance examination.
Lin Minzhi is almost fifty years old. Because Ji Mian has always taken care of her health, he asks her to go to the hospital for check-ups every few days without missing a single one, so Lin Minzhi is still very healthy.
Unlike in his previous life, he did not become ill and blind before he was fifty.
Winter vacation is about to begin, but Ji Mian is worried about another thing.
Junior high school was about to end, and Ning Qian’s illness was discovered during this year.
When he was in school, he hinted to Fu Chenyu in many ways that he must let Ning Qian go for a physical examination, and even used Lin Minzhi as an example. He didn't know whether the boss understood his hint.
He waited anxiously at home for the New Year, and finally, when the New Year was approaching, he received the bad news about Ning Qian.
In this life, Ning Qian was diagnosed with malignant uterine fibroids. In the original novel, her condition deteriorated very quickly and she did not survive the winter.
Ning Qian's illness started early on. On that nightmarish night in 1997, the seeds of the disease were planted in her body.
Later, she married Lin Jianyi, and when she gave birth to a daughter, she did not take good care of herself during the confinement period, and the seeds of illness gradually sprouted.
It was not until this year when Ning Qian felt unwell and went to the hospital for a check-up that she received shocking news: the woman, whose face was beginning to age, was rapidly collapsing.
It was her grandmother who brought Ji Mian the news.
His grandmother is an old gossip-loving person. She is still energetic despite her advanced age and knows everything about every little thing in the surrounding area.
During a conversation with her grandmother, Lin Minzhi let slip that the lead of the mechanical pencil that Ji Mian was holding was broken instantly.
At the end of 2007, Ning Qian was admitted to the hospital.
However, one of the rapists who was still alive has completed his sentence and was released back into society.
Ji Mian was so flustered that he couldn't even finish his winter vacation homework. His mind was full of Fu Chenyu.
Ning Qian's death dealt a huge blow to Fu Chenyu. After the white dress disappeared from his life, there was no more white in Fu Chenyu's eyes.
Completely darkened.
Ji Mian begged Lin Minzhi to go see Ning Qian, but Lin Minzhi was a little embarrassed.
Although she and Ning Qian used to live in the same courtyard, after so many years, she was just a small female boss, while Ning Qian was the wife of a famous secretary. Even if she wanted to visit her, she had no way to do so.
Ji Mian gritted his teeth, closed the book, and decided to go find Fu Chenyu.
He couldn't let Fu Chenyu go through this difficult time alone, he wanted to be with him.
Tongcheng First People's Hospital is located in the city center, and the window of Ning Qian's ward faces the blue sky.
At a glance, there were a few white clouds floating in the sky. When she was occasionally lucid, she would think of the time when she had just married Fu Yong.
At that time, Fu Yong was a poor boy, and she was also a little girl with nothing. She didn't want anything from Fu Yong, she just liked him to be nice to her.
The two of them had no money, so when they went on a date they would spend fifty cents to take the capital's circular subway. She had never seen the world and especially liked riding the subway. Leaning on Fu Yong's shoulder, it seemed as if they could be happy forever.
With a creak, the door was opened.
The person who came was a nurse. Ning Qian tilted her head slightly and asked the nurse to give her an injection.
In fact, she didn't want to get the injection. People who are about to die have a premonition in their hearts. Injections are a waste of money and make themselves uncomfortable.
Up to now, Ning Qian felt that she had not understood anything in her life and died in a daze.
She thought of nothing but her youth.
Lin Jianyi will be transferred to the capital after the New Year, which means he has a bright future.
He was busy, going to the countryside, helping the poor, appearing on TV, and being tied up with official duties all day long, so it was inevitable that he couldn't come to the hospital and take care of her.
Ning Qian didn't blame him. Over the years, Lin Jianyi had been very good to her. He didn't want her to wash dishes or do laundry, and he didn't want her to suffer hardships. He also devoted himself to Fu Chenyu and treated him like his own son. Everything that Lin Xi had, Fu Chenyu also had.
There is nothing to regret if one lives like this.
Ning Qian looked back on her life. Although it was miserable, it was also a blessing in disguise.
Nothing to regret, she told herself.
With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open again.
Fu Chenyu walked in with red eyes and sat silently beside Ning Qian's bed.
He also brought his winter vacation homework. Ning Qian liked watching him do his homework. The uneducated woman felt that studying was the best way to have a good future.
The day before the Chinese New Year, the downstairs was bustling with activity. One could hear the laughter of the children in the inpatient department, and the place was full of life.
Ning Qian, carrying an oxygen machine, patted the bedside and said, "Chenchen, sit next to mommy..."
Just a few words and Ning Qian felt a heart-wrenching pain.
Fu Chenyu held her hand, Ning Qian looked at him with tears in her eyes.
She asked Fu Chenyu softly: "Son, do you hate your mother?"
Over the years, she could never forgive the decision she made when she was young, which left her son struggling alone in the snowy night, waiting for death.
Fu Chenyu's body stiffened for a moment, his lips trembling slightly, and he did not answer.
Did he hate Ning Qian? He didn't know.
Maybe he hated her, hated her for being so cruel, hated her for abandoning him when he needed motherly love the most.
But what Ning Qian had suffered was tragic enough, and he couldn't utter the word "hate".
Fu Chenyu's long silence represented his answer, and also made Ning Qian close her eyes in despair.
The big tears fell silently on the pillowcase. Ning Qian gently patted the back of Fu Chenyu's hand. She opened her eyes and forced a smile: "Chenchen, do your homework. Mom likes to watch you do your homework."
It rained heavily on the day Ning Qian left.
Lin Jianyi, Lin Xi and his sister Lin Yun all came. Lin Yun was too young to know what life and death meant, and she looked at her mother with her big eyes.
Lin Jianyi held Ning Qian's hand in grief. The whole family was present. According to Ning Qian's wishes, the oxygen tube was removed so that she could breathe a few breaths of oxygen at the last moment and pass away without pain.
Fu Chenyu's eyes were empty and lifeless, and his teeth were clenched so tightly that it seemed as if blood was about to come out.
Ning Qian's breathing was so weak that she could no longer hear it. She held her husband's hand and heard Lin Jianyi's choked voice: "Thank you for your hard work over the years..."
Ning Qian opened her eyes and looked at him. Lin Jianyi's appearance slowly changed in her eyes, and finally became that of Fu Yong.
She suddenly started crying like a child, using the last bit of strength she had accumulated in her life to wail loudly, crying out: "Brother Yong, I want to go home, I want to go home..."
Then, Ning Qian's voice stopped abruptly.
The ward was so quiet at that moment that you could even hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.
Ning Qian was liberated in a white light.
She saw Fu Yong in 1997 holding her hand before that endless night began.
"Qianqian, I'll take you home."
Fu Chenyu's hands were shaking like a sieve. He pinched his palms hard to prevent himself from shedding a single tear, but blood instantly dyed the white bed sheets red.
Lin Jianyi let out a mournful roar, and bursts of crying were heard in the ward.
People are like this. They come into this world crying and leave crying.
The rain was pouring outside, but the warm light in the ward gave me a desperate warmth.
Fu Chenyu tasted the blood in his throat. He trembled, gently patted the quilt, and hummed softly the nursery rhymes that Ning Qian often sang when he was a child, soothing him to sleep every night.
"Mom, Mom, please take a rest."
"I'll do my own thing."
"Dress yourself."
"Put on your own shoes and socks."
"You don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Buds sprout in spring, flowers bloom in autumn, and I have grown up."
"I'm no longer a little kid in kindergarten..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
