Chapter 43
Finally, during his time in Sweden, he learned that Rong Huan was a descendant of the Rong family. It was also at that time that he learned to smoke. However, at that time, he did not tell Rong Huan about this. He was still hesitating in his heart, not knowing what to choose.
But he was happy at that time. Although he had regrets in his heart and some complaints towards Rong Huan, there was no doubt that
He was happy, but now that he had avenged his great hatred, he felt cold all over, a kind of loneliness that seemed to emanate from the abyss of hell.
His eyes suddenly felt hot, and he knew he was crying, for himself and for the emotions he had not had time to express.
In the smoke, he sighed softly, and tears began to flash in his eyes.
Sweden.
"Xiao Yun, are you having a nightmare again?" Fu Jing rushed to Gu Yun's bedroom upon hearing the voice, and saw Gu Yun waking up with sweat on his forehead, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
It has been several months since he came to Sweden. Seeing that Gu Yun was about to give birth, he looked content on the surface, but every quiet night, he would always have the same nightmare.
I thought coming here would help, but not only did it not help, it actually got worse.
He knew that was because there were still people and things in his heart that he couldn't let go of.
He had also been following everything in China. He knew that Lian Sixuan had stayed in Country F for several months and had searched almost every corner of Paris. He also knew that he had been planning an art exhibition after returning to China.
He also made a big fuss about his marriage to Jian Lu, but he knew that all this was just a means to attract Gu Yun.
And he would never let Gu Yun return to Lian Sixuan, because over the past few months, he had already fallen deeply in love with this man who was sometimes as quiet as a daisy and sometimes as active as a crazy rabbit, and he was confident that he could make him happy.
Seeing that Gu Yun's face had returned to its rosy color, Fu Jing sighed softly and his thoughts returned to reality.
"Have a glass of water." He poured water to his mouth, fed him the water himself, and slowly helped him lie down, but he refused.
"Fu Jing, I remember now. Can you help me sit in the yard for a while?" As the months went by, his movements became more and more unstable. He couldn't even do the simplest things by himself.
He felt helpless as he could only rely on Fu Jing, but when he saw that he seemed to be enjoying it, he felt at ease.
"Okay." Fu Jing helped him walk to the lounge chair in the yard and gave him a blanket to cover his legs.
"Fu Jing, it's getting late. You'd better go to the hospital early. Don't worry, I'm fine. If anything happens, I'll call you." Seeing that it was getting late, he began to urge him.
Fu Jing had always said that he would take leave to stay at home and take care of him, but he didn't want Fu Jing to delay his work because of him. After all, he was now considered the ace doctor in the town, and many patients asked him to see them.
"Okay. Then you have to be careful. If anything happens, you must call me as soon as possible." Fu Jing knew that he couldn't argue with him, so he nodded and agreed. He had just checked him last night and he should still have a few days before giving birth, so he left with peace of mind.
Before leaving, she prepared breakfast for him and gave him many instructions, which made her feel completely relieved.
Gu Yun watched Fu Jing's back gradually disappearing, his mind tossing and turning for a long time before he regained his composure. Bored, he turned on his phone. He had originally intended to check the forum to see if there was anything interesting, but unexpectedly, he was attracted by a piece of news.
Lian Sixuan, the president of the Lian Group, a well-known domestic entrepreneur, recently announced that he would hold an art exhibition with sunflowers as the theme. It is reported that his love for sunflowers stems from a promise he made to his lover.
There is also news that he will propose to his fiancé, Mr. Jian Lu, at the last stop of the exhibition."
I don't know why, but ever since I saw this news, Gu Yun's heart seemed to be tethered by something, and traces of pain, helplessness, and entanglement began to spread from the tip of his heart.
He didn't even know when Fu Jing would come back and stand behind him.
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