Mrs. Fu
After getting in the car, Lin Xiao held up her phone and looked at the chat interface. She typed "When will you be back?" into the chat box, looked at it for a moment, then quickly deleted it and replaced it with "Do you want to do it today?"
Lin Luo hesitated to press the send button. The line of words lay quietly in the dialog box. She looked away and sighed.
The phone vibrated again, and Fu Xingchuan sent her a message: [The box at home is empty, I forgot to buy it.]
He said home.
Lin Qi looked away.
A cool breeze blew in through the car window, bringing coolness and dispelling the sweltering heat. It was already half past six, and people were leaving work one after another, and the traffic was thicker. The sun had set, and most people were heading home, and she was one of them.
Lin Xiao raised the corner of her lips and replied: [Got it.]
The car stopped in front of a convenience store a few hundred meters away from Jingjiang Xidu. After entering the store, Lin Luo first walked around the store, picked up a few bags of snacks, and finally returned to the cashier to pick up the box set to pay together.
It was obviously very natural and skillful, and it was obvious that she was a veteran, but Lin Luo's face was flushed, perhaps because of the sun or shyness.
She hurried to the entrance of Jingjiang Xidu, a villa complex with strict access control. Seeing her unfamiliar appearance, dressed in ordinary short-sleeved shirts and long pants, and carrying a cheap plastic bag, the security guard stopped her.
"Visitors have to come and register."
Lin Luo has been here several times. Every time, there was an old security guard there. Now a young man has replaced him, so it is normal that he doesn't recognize her.
She told him, "I'm the owner of this place."
It still felt a bit strange to say it out loud, and Lin Luo paused unconsciously.
"Owner, which building?" The young man looked her up and down, obviously thinking she was a liar. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Just as Lin Luo was about to explain to him, an old security guard he knew ran towards them in a hurry. Before he could even catch his breath, he called the young man an idiot.
Then he smiled and said to her, "Hello, Mrs. Fu. I'm sorry, he's new here. Please don't mind. I will definitely discipline him well in the future."
Lin Luo felt a little awkward hearing that address. The young man saw that the uncle was very respectful to her and was afraid of losing his job so he quickly apologized to her.
She said to him gently, "It's okay."
After returning home, Lin Luo finally met Fu Xingchuan. The last time she saw him was a month ago.
He sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, his black suit open and his tie loose and casually draped across his chest.
Lin Xiao quietly put the plastic bag down and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower. But when she passed the sofa, she couldn't help but stop. She stood in front of Fu Xingchuan and looked at him across the coffee table.
He was fast asleep, his breathing even, his chest rising and falling gently. His eyelashes were long and slightly curled, and the afterglow cast them on them, like a butterfly dancing in the light. Lin Luo was reluctant to blink, for fear that the butterfly would fly away.
Fu Xingchuan suddenly opened his eyes, and Lin Luo's gaze quickly avoided him.
"Come here." Having just woken up, his voice was low and a little hoarse.
Lin Luo didn't go over. "I'm sweating, I'm going to wash first."
"good."
Hot water poured over her, washing away all the fatigue she'd left from the lab. Lin Luo reveled in the heat, momentarily forgetting the passage of time. Steam filled the bathroom, and Fu Xingchuan's voice rang out from the doorway: "Can I come in?"
"No." Lin Luo became nervous and immediately turned off the water. She listened to the noise outside the door, but when no sound came in, she turned the water back on.
She thought Fu Xingchuan had left, but she bumped into him as she opened the door wrapped in a bath towel. He had taken off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt. She refused to let him in, so he waited quietly at the door.
Lin Luo's head hit his chest directly.
"Why are your eyes red? Did you get hurt?" Fu Xingchuan picked her up with one hand and gently stroked the corner of her left eye with the other hand.
She was afraid of falling, so she hugged his neck tightly and shook her head, "No."
"You seem to have some misunderstanding about me?" Fu Xingchuan said with a faint smile.
"No." Lin Luo was puzzled.
"Yeah?"
Fu Xingchuan carried her to the bed, untied the front of her bathrobe, and shook the box she had just bought at the convenience store in his hand and asked her, "Why is there only one box?"
Her body was bare, her skin exposed to his eyes. It wasn't even dark yet, and Lin Qiao's cheeks were burning. "There's only one box of this left in the store."
“Why not buy something else?”
"You said you were uncomfortable."
"I have such a strong sense of service that I can tolerate it. You are really considerate of me. Are you developing feelings for me?"
Lin Qiao's ears turned red, but she argued cunningly, "How is that possible? I just..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Xingchuan kissed her neck. Lin Luo was distracted and her legs were pushed apart by his knee. His hand moved down along her waistline, and Lin Luo's toes curled up unconsciously.
Night fell outside, and the darkness was lost in the golden afterglow.
Lin Luo could only hear the sound of panting. After an unknown amount of time, a strong female voice broke into her ears from outside the window: "Lin Luo, open the door for Mom. Are you home? Why didn't you answer the phone?"
Du Yunyan is here!
Alarm bells rang in her head, and she reacted quickly, kicking Fu Xingchuan away from her.
After being pushed away by her, Fu Xingchuan lay on the bed, supporting his head with his hands and watching her hurriedly putting on her clothes like a thief, and snorted and laughed.
Lin Luo noticed that he didn't move and reminded him: "My mother is here."
"What are you afraid of? We are a legal couple, not friends with benefits." After saying this, Fu Liangyi stood up, found some clothes to put on, and went out to open the door for Du Yunyan.
When Lin Luo heard the words "legal husband and wife", her hands stopped buttoning her clothes, but after a few seconds, she became panicked again.
She walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs to see Fu Xingchuan taking the large and small bags from her mother's hands, acting like a good son-in-law. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Why didn't you answer at home?" Du Yunyan saw Lin Luo coming down from upstairs wearing a men's shirt and denim shorts. She frowned and asked her, "What are you wearing?"
"Mom, my phone was out of battery and I was just sleeping, so I didn't hear you knocking on the door." She said guiltily.
Seeing her mother continue to stare at her clothes, Lin Qi tugged at the loose shirt on her body and said to her, "This... this is the latest trend. You don't understand."
"Don't dress like this when you go out. It makes you look sloppy." Du Yunyan said with disdain.
"What are you doing here?"
"What else can I do? Let me cook for you." Du Yunyan said as she walked towards the kitchen.
Lin Luo knew Du Yunyan well. How could she possibly come all the way here just to cook without informing her in advance? "Nothing else."
"No, what could be the matter?"
Fu Xingchuan was kicked out of the kitchen by Du Yunyan, so he stayed in the living room and processed company emails on the computer.
It just so happened that Wu Yun had some questions about the experiment to ask Lin Luo. In order to prevent Du Yunyan from getting suspicious, she sat next to Fu Xingchuan and texted Wu Yun.
Du Yunyan went into the kitchen and was busy for about half an hour, then came out to let them eat.
Fu Xingchuan finished the work at hand, turned off the computer, and went to sit on the stage first.
Du Yunyan, contrary to her usual practice, did not urge Lin Luo to eat, which she found a bit strange.
Who knew that after answering all of Wu Yun's questions, she just walked to the dining table when she heard Du Yunyan ask Fu Xingchuan: "Your brother and your sister-in-law have been married for several years, why don't they have a child?"
"Is it your brother's problem or your sister-in-law's...is it some genetic disease?"
"Mom!" Lin Luo immediately yelled at Du Yunyan, "Why are you asking these questions?"
Du Yunyan glared at her. "I was just asking casually. What are you yelling about? Stop wasting time. Come on, sit down and eat."
Lin Luo glanced at Fu Xingchuan, who didn't react much. Thinking that he probably didn't mind what her mother said, she sat down.
"You're almost thirty, so it's time to start having children." Du Yunyan poured a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Fu Xingchuan. "You travel so often, so you need to nourish your body."
"Thank you, Mom." Fu Xingchuan took it politely.
Seeing Lin Luo lowering her head and not saying anything, Du Yunyan put some food in her bowl and said to her, "I've raised you for so many years and trained you to become a doctor. Is it wrong for me not to want to see you old and have no one to take care of you? Have a baby soon so that you can recover quickly, and I can help you take care of the baby..."
Lin Luo had just picked up her chopsticks, then put them down again, interrupting her. "Ms. Du Yunyan, first of all, don't forget how I became a doctor and brought you honor and glory. Secondly, I want you to understand that my body is my own decision. No one can convince me that I don't want to have a child."
Du Yunyan wanted to speak again, but ultimately stopped herself.
After dinner, Fu Xingchuan sent Du Yunyan back home.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense in the car." Lin Luo specifically reminded her.
"knew."
After they left, Lin Luo cleaned up the kitchen and went into the bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. She was wearing Fu Xingchuan's shirt, which still had his scent on it.
She suddenly remembered that many years ago, Fu Xingchuan casually gave her a coat, and she was as happy as a fool who had won the first prize.
Lin Luo couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips.
But he quickly put it down.
After taking a shower, Fu Xingchuan had not returned yet, so Lin Luo put on a long sweater and went downstairs, planning to take a walk.
The temperature was still very high at night and there were few people on the road. Lin Luo sent a message to Tong Yun. She had not contacted her in the past few months.
It seemed that Tong Yun hadn't replied since he'd messaged her that day in Naqu. Was it because the content of her message that day had burdened her psychologically? Lin Luo didn't know the answer.
She told Tong Yun that she was married, but it was a marriage that had nothing to do with love and was only about interests.
If it were the old Tong Yun, knowing she was like this, he would definitely have tried to persuade her. After all, at that time, Tong Yun was the one who wanted her happiness the most. But after so many years, everyone has changed, and Lin Luo couldn't say for sure whether Tong Yun would still think that way.
If she didn't reply this time, Lin Luo felt that the relationship between them might have faded. Tong Yun had his own life, and perhaps not disturbing her was what she wanted.
After exiting the chat interface with Tong Yun, there are two pinned accounts on the top of the screen. In addition to Tong Yun, the other one is Lin Dayong’s previous QQ account.
She hadn't read the content in it for a long time, and suddenly she clicked on it on a whim.
Scrolling up, Lin stopped at a message that read:
Lin's Growth Plan:
1. Improve academic performance
2. Good handwriting
3. Improve physical fitness
4. Become an excellent person
She seems to have achieved every one of them, and now she is good enough.
"Why did you come down?" Fu Xingchuan walked towards her.
Lin Qi was distracted for a moment, "Let's take a walk."
Now she is so outstanding that Fu Xingchuan is walking towards her. Lin Luo has a wry smile on her face.
"My mother didn't say anything nonsense, did she?" she asked.
Fu Xingchuan replied in a hoarse voice: "No."
"Don't take anything she says seriously."
"Um."
At an arm's length, the shadows under the streetlight are like two parallel lines, seemingly never getting any closer to each other.
The security guard was on patrol. It was the young man I had met that afternoon. He came over to say hello. "Hello, Mrs. Fu. I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you just now."
"It's okay. I don't live here often. It's normal that you don't know me since you're new here." Lin Luo said with a smile.
The residents here are all rich people. They usually have their eyes on top of their heads and like to look at people with their chins. I have never met anyone as beautiful and gentle as her.
The young man touched his head and said embarrassedly: "Thank you for your understanding. This job is very important to me."
Lin Luo remembered that she was wearing a nightgown underneath her sweater, and the neckline was a bit low, so she pulled her coat closer. Before she could respond, Fu Xingchuan suddenly spoke up, "Since it's important, you should take it more seriously. I bought this house because of your security service, but you can't even remember the owner's face. What if someone who shouldn't be allowed in comes in? How can we guarantee safety..."
He said this as if he was scolding someone. Lin Luo approached him and squeezed his hand to signal him to stop talking.
Fu Xingchuan ignored her and took the opportunity to hold her hand tightly. Although they had done more intimate contact before, the moment of holding hands was still like an electric shock. Lin Luo was shocked and speechless, and let Fu Xingchuan scold her.
Enough said, Fu Xingchuan took her away, Lin Qi came back to her senses, "Is this how you usually manage your subordinates in the company? You are so serious about him, he just graduated, a little brother, entering the society for the first time, without any temper..."
Fu Xingchuan stopped and looked at her, "Why, you like...brother?"
"...Men generally like younger men. What's wrong with younger brothers? They're young and clingy."
"Mrs. Fu, isn't it inappropriate for you to hold my hand and say this?" Fu Xingchuan let go of his hand, but Lin Luo was still holding it.
Wasn't he the one who held her hand first? Lin Qi quickly let go.
Seeing Fu Xingchuan raised his eyebrows, Lin Luo guessed that he couldn't say anything nice, so she took the initiative to speak.
"It's okay. We're both in our thirties, so don't be mean to each other. Also, don't call me Mrs. Fu. It makes me sound old."
Fu Xingchuan turned his head away. Lin Luo noticed the small curves on his face and walked around to him. "What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?"
"No, old lady, go home."
"Old man, let's go."
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