Chapter 25: Mulberries "There's a boy who seems to have a crush on you. ...
After Sang Fu posted on her Moments, she turned off her phone.
It was almost time for Zhuang Mowen to get off work that she got up from the computer, went to the cloakroom to find clothes to change into, and then tied her hair into a fluffy bun in front of the dressing table.
When the weather gets cold, wearing thick clothes always presses down on your hair, which is uncomfortable.
After she finished all this, she was about to send a message to Zhuang Mowen to ask if he had returned, but she was afraid that he was driving at that time, so she thought about it and gave up, and went directly to the living room downstairs to wait for him.
Some time ago, Rong Qingqiu called her and said that he missed her. He asked her to take some time to come over and visit him, and also said that he would cook for her.
Sang Fu thought that she had also told Zhuang Mowen, so she specifically looked for him to discuss the time, but Zhuang Mowen was completely unaware of this.
"Have a meal?"
"Yeah." Sang Fu sat on the sofa in the living room. Chuyi's head pushed her head back. She was surprised: "Didn't grandma call you?"
"...No." Zhuang Mowen said, his tone a little strange. After a moment, he changed the subject, "Did she call you, or us?"
Zhuang Mowen grasped the key point. Sang Fu had always assumed that if they wanted to interact with the elders of both sides, they must be together as a couple.
When he asked, she recalled it carefully and then said with certainty, "Me."
But Sanfu didn't think it was a big deal: "Maybe grandma thought we were together, so she didn't ask you separately."
"You don't know." Zhuang Mowen said. Seeing Chuyi still sticking to Sangfu, he took the toy out of Chuyi's mouth and threw it far away. Chuyi's ears pricked up and he immediately jumped off the sofa to chase him.
He watched Chuyi run away, then retracted his gaze to her face: "My grandparents are both shrewd people."
Sangfu exclaimed, "Ah!"
Could it be that the last time they met, they noticed their sex life and it really made the two elders suspicious?
"That……"
A silent atmosphere flowed between the two of them. Zhuang Mowen pursed his lips for a while.
He spoke up and said, "I'll go with you."
So, Sang Fu is now sitting in the living room, waiting for Zhuang Mowen to get off work before going there together.
She was absentmindedly playing tug-of-war with Chuyi and whispered softly, "Chuyi, can you go play by yourself? I'm a little nervous now."
Ever since she knew how powerful Rong Qingqiu's eyes were, Sang Fu was very worried. If it was discovered that she and Zhuang Mowen were not in harmony, her agreement with Zhuang Mowen would probably be forced to end halfway.
This is secondary. If the matter gets out of hand, fake marriage is shameful after all. The old people are already very old, especially since Lin Guanghua has not recovered yet. It is possible that they will be extremely disappointed at best, and even furious at worst.
At that time, both his home and her home must have been a mess and there would be no peace.
Having made the decision, Sangfu never thought of backing down. Besides, things had come to this point and she couldn't back down either. She could only take it one step at a time.
Probably because he felt that playing with her was boring, Chuyi left with the toy in his mouth. Sang Fu sat alone on the sofa and waited for about ten minutes before Zhuang Mowen's car finally appeared in sight.
He didn't drive in, but stopped by the roadside to wait for her.
Sang Fu picked up her bag and cell phone, opened the door, walked quickly over and got into the car.
Zhuang Mowen was sitting in the driver's seat. When he heard the voice, he turned his head slightly to look over. Their eyes met, and Sang Fu paused slightly when her dark pupils met his.
He quickly looked away, and Sanfu also lowered her head to fasten her seat belt.
Although their only exchange was that one glance, for a moment she felt for no reason that Zhuang Mowen seemed a little more depressed today than usual.
But looking at his expression, he was the same as usual.
"Let's go." She tied it and said.
Zhuang Mowen hummed in a low voice.
The car started slowly.
In order to find peace and quiet, Rong Qingqiu and Lin Guanghua's previous residence was far from the city center, and it took longer to get there from Jinyuan than to the banker's house.
But now that Lin Guanghua was still in the rehabilitation center, Lin Ling wanted to bring Rong Qingqiu home, but she refused. Worried that she would eventually tire of the constant back and forth, Lin Ling helped her move to a place near the rehabilitation center, which actually made it much more convenient.
They were very quiet along the way, and Sanfu turned her head and stared out the window in a daze.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhuang Mowen's voice brought her back to her senses, and Sang Fu looked at him.
Due to its geographical location, Lincheng gets dark faster in winter than in other cities. It is only a little after five in the afternoon, but night has already fallen.
The light and shadow inside the car were intertwined and intertwined, and his outline was outlined deeply and silently, like a sketch with delicate brushstrokes.
She lowered her eyelashes, "What if your grandma finds out?"
Zhuang Mowen looked ahead and asked, "Are you worried?"
"Yeah." It was almost hard not to.
Zhuang Mowen remained silent, and the car changed direction and drove towards the side of the road.
Sang Fu looked up in a daze. The scenery in front of the windshield no longer moved closer, but slowly stopped.
But we haven’t reached Rong Qingqiu’s residence yet.
She was about to ask him why he stopped here, but when she turned her head, Zhuang Mowen's eyes moved slightly and looked at her.
"Then adjust your mindset first, and then we'll go over."
Sang Fu said: "No need..."
She was just worried that she had to face what she had to face. After facing it, she felt relieved.
"I'm worried, too."
Zhuang Mowen gently interrupted her.
From his daily speech and behavior, it can be seen that Zhuang Mowen is a very cultured person. Even though his tone is gentle, in Sang Fu's impression, he has almost never done anything that could be classified as "rude".
Maybe he was really worried.
Lin Guanghua is his grandfather, and his condition is still unstable. He should be most worried about this.
Sangfu didn't say anything.
The car was parked on the side of the road, and the closed windows blocked out the noise outside. For a moment, it was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard.
The warm yellow street lights shine through the windshield, which is a common warm color in this winter.
She stared at the dim light, wanting to say something to comfort him, but she was not very good at speaking and was not very good at comforting people. After thinking for a long time, the unformed sentence was stuck in her throat. She was deciding whether to speak it out or swallow it, when she suddenly heard a voice:
"Sanfu."
She came to her senses and looked at him.
Zhuang Mowen also paused and asked, "Do you have someone you like?"
"What's wrong?" She was a little stunned by the question. Sang Fuqing's brain circuit turned and asked him back: "Are you pregnant?"
"..." Zhuang Mowen didn't answer her question. "I saw the circle of friends you posted today. There's a boy in it who seems to have a crush on you."
There weren't many boys attending Sheng Weiyao's birthday party at that time, but there were still several. However, perhaps because the people around her had been talking nonsense in her ears these days, as soon as Zhuang Mowen said that, Chen Jiawen's name automatically appeared in her mind.
At that time, Sang Fu was pulled by Sheng Weiyao to take several photos together, but how could the affection between them be seen in just a few photos?
"Maybe, I don't know," she said truthfully. "He never told me."
The light from the street lamp passed through her fluffy eyebrows and temples. The lines on her cheeks were soft and she looked at him with a frank expression.
At that moment, Zhuang Mowen suddenly didn't understand what he was doing or what he was asking.
The stuffy feeling in his chest made him frown. He looked away and said a short "hmm" in his throat, "I know."
"Professor Zhuang, don't worry. While our marriage lasts, I won't have any inappropriate emotional involvement with anyone else," Sang Fu assured solemnly, "and I don't have anyone I like right now."
Zhuang Mowen: "No?"
Sanfu nodded: "Well, no."
The corners of Zhuang Mowen's lips were slightly flattened.
Sanfu was confused when she saw it.
Strange, doesn't it prove that their relationship can remain stable?
Judging from Zhuang Mowen's expression, it seemed that he was not very happy to hear her answer.
She was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "Didn't we agree that if neither of us likes someone, we'll get divorced after my work is over and your grandfather's condition stabilizes and he's discharged from the hospital. This would be the perfect ending."
Now everything is developing according to this ending. If we can get past Rong Qingqiu, things will go even smoother.
"That's right." Zhuang Mowen said, then tilted his head and looked over. "Have you thought about what will happen after the divorce? Between us?"
His brow bones are very high and three-dimensional, and when there is light, a shadow will be left under his eyebrows, so his eyes are hidden in the darkness, with only sparse and faint light.
He was gentle and there was nothing unusual in his tone.
Sang Fu thought about it and said, "After the divorce, if you don't mind, we can still be friends."
"What if I mind?" Zhuang Mowen asked.
Sanfu paused for a moment and expressed her understanding: "That's okay, let's part ways amicably."
If they really get divorced and still want to be friends, it may not be as easy as she thinks. In addition to the opinions of the elders, she also has to consider her future partner.
But after being together for such a long time, Sanfu has never encountered any unhappy situation, not even once.
He is gentlemanly and considerate enough, comprehensive and cooperative, so if possible, Sang Fu is willing to maintain a friendship with Zhuang Mowen.
Outside the window, there was a faint sound of a whistle, and Sangfu could see cars speeding past on the road, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
Zhuang Mowen looked at her for a long time, then he smiled faintly: "Just kidding."
Sangfu's eyes moved to his face: "Hmm?"
"I don't mind," he said.
Becoming strangers with her again, maybe if I ask Zhuang Mowen, who just met her more than two months ago, she would agree.
Zhuang Mowen glanced at the time and saw that it was already late.
He was about to start the car, but before he could move, he suddenly remembered something and said to her:
"You don't have to worry too much about grandma. Since we've got the marriage certificate, our relationship is legal and real. As for whether our relationship is genuine, she might be able to see some, but it's hard for her to prove it."
After all, he was the elder of his family. Zhuang Mowen must have a better understanding and more confidence. Sang Fu felt much more at ease and nodded: "Okay."
After parking the car near the residential complex where Rong Qingqiu lived, Sang Fu got out first and went to the back seat to get the supplements for Rong Qingqiu. Most of them were bought by Zhuang Mowen and left in the car. Sang Fu also took the time to pick out two items from a nearby mall.
She handed some to Zhuang Mowen and took the rest for herself, then they walked towards the community together.
Zhuang Mowen first spoke to Rong Qingqiu on the phone. Sang Fu couldn't hear what the other party was saying, but she only heard Zhuang Mowen slowly reply: "I came uninvited, don't you welcome me?"
"Well, you don't have to come out to meet us. We're almost there and will be in the elevator soon."
"good."
After the phone call was hung up, the elevator door opened and several residents walked out of the elevator. They first stepped aside to make way before going in.
Rong Qingqiu didn't live on a high floor, and the elevator number jumped regularly, quickly approaching her floor number.
After getting out of the elevator, Zhuang Mowen found the corresponding house number, and the smart locks here had all recorded his information.
Facial recognition unlocking successful.
Sang Fu watched from the side for a long time, and suddenly approached him thoughtfully. Then, before Zhuang Mowen pushed the door open, she took the initiative to hold his hand.
His hands were so big that it was difficult for her to hold his fingers.
Sang Fu was still waiting for him to open the door and face Rong Qingqiu in the best spirit, but Zhuang Mo Wen inexplicably did not move.
She looked up and realized that Zhuang Mowen's gaze had been on her since she hadn't seen him.
Sang Fu's heart tightened when she was looked at, and she realized that her behavior was a bit sudden.
Afraid that Rong Qingqiu would hear, she met his gaze and asked quietly, "Wasn't it the same as last time?"
She remembered that they did this before they went to see Lin Guanghua last time.
If I had to say something different, it would be that he seemed to have greeted her last time, but she didn't.
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