0069 Returning Home (5)
The person in front of me was wearing a long black wool coat over a matching turtleneck sweater. Although it was still a cool color scheme, it was a casual look that was rarely seen on him. His hair seemed to have been cut shorter, and the bandages had been removed. He no longer looked as haggard as he had in the hospital two weeks ago.
Standing before her like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, He Lingling's breath caught in her throat.
Then her eyes secretly reddened.
Instead of asking "Why are you here?", my surprise turned into "Are you alright?"
"Are you alright?" she asked cautiously.
Wanqi Fuze, who had been expressionless, paused for a moment upon hearing her words, seemingly not expecting her to care about him. He smiled faintly, his demeanor softening like the warm winter sun, and couldn't resist reaching out to pinch her small face hidden under her scarf. He used the hand that had been wounded by the gunshot.
Lingling's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, began to sink.
"I'll take you home first," he replied.
An accident seemed to bring them closer; at least both of them put away the thorns that had been raised on their bodies.
Fu Ze silently took the suitcase from Ling Ling and led her to the car that was already waiting outside the airport. The two walked side by side, like an ordinary, pretty couple in a sea of people. When the driver came to take the luggage, he didn't let go, but personally put her luggage into the trunk and opened the back door for her.
He usually drives himself back to D province, but this time he didn't take the risk because of his injuries.
The driver is one of my own.
Around the end of the year, he would return to D province to visit his elders. He had spent some time here when he was young, and even though his father was no longer willing to see him, he still pulled many strings to take care of him. This was the only time he had come here before the Spring Festival.
Before leaving, he first wished the old man a Happy New Year and apologized. His father was rarely home, and it would be really inexcusable for him not to spend the New Year with his grandfather. This time, he had something to do, and his grandfather didn't make things difficult for him, only sending him a driver.
He devised a way to get rid of his grandfather's men, unwilling to place her and her family under the surveillance of their own people, even if it might not be a secret to his grandfather anymore...
Lingling sat inside, inhaling the unique masculine scent that always surrounded his enclosed space, and felt inexplicably at ease.
Fu Ze knew she missed home, so he opened the car window for her and watched her relax against the window, looking at the bustling traffic and streets of D province.
If he hadn't insisted on taking her away back then, perhaps this would be the place where she would have lived a peaceful and happy life.
"Do you still remember that spicy hot pot place in front of J City No. 1 Middle School?" Lingling suddenly asked as they passed through the city center, leaning against the car window.
"Mm," he replied, watching her retreating figure.
That's where they first became friends.
He didn't see Lingling's sudden gloom, but he sensed her displeasure from her tone: "That shop is closed."
J City has been cracking down on its markets for the past two years, and in fact, the food street near No. 1 Middle School has already closed down. Now, that area is being developed into a park.
It might sound like it's better for students' healthy development, but it forces countless people to turn the page on their youthful memories.
Fu Ze knew that when she was in school, her favorite place was spicy hot pot, and she would drag him there to celebrate when she did well on her exams. He knew she was inevitably disappointed, but at this moment, he didn't know how to comfort her. Because this was a regret he couldn't make up for for her.
Moreover, that place held extraordinary significance for him. So he was also very sad.
After driving for two hours, the tall buildings and commercial areas along the roadside were gradually replaced by ordinary neon lights. As dusk fell, the two returned to the place where Lingling was born and raised.
After landing, Lingling called her parents. The elderly couple were so excited on the other end of the phone that they couldn't wait to see her. They complained that she hadn't told them sooner so they could prepare, but at the same time, they said they would come to the provincial capital to pick her up immediately.
Lingling was both amused and exasperated. She told them not to worry, as she was already in the car. Just before hanging up, she added that she had brought a guest with her this time.
She quickly hung up the phone before Zhao Mei, as if she had thrown away a hot potato.
Zhao Mei repeatedly threatened that if she didn't bring her boyfriend back to D Province this time, she shouldn't come back. She was worried that if anything strange happened on the phone and someone nearby overheard, she would be in real trouble…
Wanqi Fuze frowned as he watched her face suddenly turn red after she hung up the phone with her parents.
The car was parked in a somewhat old residential area.
The building isn't very tall, and every home emits a warm, dim light.
He Lingling opened the car door first, closed her eyes, and inhaled the familiar scent all over her body with satisfaction. Wan Qifuze put the scarf that she had just taken off in the car back over her fluffy head.
He Lingling pulled down her skirt in dissatisfaction: "We'll be going upstairs soon."
Wanqi Fuze ignored her, turned around, opened the trunk, and was about to take out the heavy items.
He Lingling quickly ran over and pushed him away: "Hey, don't move! Let me do it!"
As she spoke, she took out her not-too-heavy suitcase, only to discover that there were quite a few gifts hidden behind it.
She glanced at the logo and was secretly alarmed, then turned around and complained.
"Hey, why did you buy such an expensive thing!"
Wanqi Fuze laughed at her displeased expression: "You've finally come back, you should be more serious."
"My mom uses a Hermes bag even to buy groceries?!"
Wanqi Fuze pondered for a moment, then said, "Hmm, maybe it will come in handy when we're doing square dancing."
He Lingling couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the driver, smiling, brought out all the gifts he had prepared, big and small.
This time, He Lingling refused to let Wan Qifuze carry anything, and carried all the bags up the elevator by herself. Wan Qifuze felt a warmth in his heart as he watched her frantically trying to carry everything.
The driver respectfully escorted the two to the elevator and then left.
He Lingling belatedly asked, "Where does he live?"
Wanqi Fuze replied, "He is a local."
Lingling placed the gift box on the suitcase and nodded, thinking that he already owned quite a few properties in D province, so arranging accommodation for a driver would definitely be a small problem.
Then, as if remembering something, she belatedly asked, "So, where do you live?"
Yes, the real problem seems to be where to put this big guy.
I was so flustered when I saw him that I didn't even bother to come up with a proper identity for him. I just told my parents that we had guests coming.
She stomped her feet in the elevator and muttered to herself, "Yeah, where do you live?"
Wanqi Fuze interjected at the opportune moment: "The driver has driven the car away."
The elevator lights made his face look a little pale, and his tone was quite pitiful.
He Lingling sighed inwardly, thinking that at worst she would just give up and do whatever she wanted.
She arrived at her doorstep while thinking, exhaled, and rang the doorbell.
The door was opened almost instantly, clearly indicating that the person behind it had been waiting for a long time.
Zhao Mei rushed out first, followed closely by He Yundong.
He Lingling called out loudly, "Dad! Mom!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Mei bypassed her and grabbed the hand of the man behind her, a loving mother's smile on her face.
"Remember Xu!"
Wan Qifuze obediently called out "Auntie" behind He Lingling, which gave He Lingling goosebumps.
Looking up, he saw his father looking at Wanqi Fuze with a kind expression, also looking over him.
A spark ignited within me.
Hey! What's going on?
Who are whose parents?
P.S.: Fish: To win over a wife, you must first win over her mother! That's my son for you!
Daughter: What's going on?!
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