Chapter 39 His Mother
After returning to W City, Fang Xin moved into the villa owned by Xu Shi'an. He thought he would stay in W City for about a week and then go back, while Xu Shi'an would go back in two or three days.
The driver helped move the luggage into the villa, and Fang Xin hurriedly thanked him.
Xu Shi'an looked around, and when his eyes fell on a certain place, he couldn't help but frown.
Fang Xin followed his gaze. A bunch of dried flowers were placed in a vase, surrounded by fallen petals and an uncleaned table.
It seems that I can guess why Xu Shi'an looks so bad. In the original script, Xu Shi'an is not just aloof. He has been clean and pure in the first half of his life without any contact with any man or woman.
The reason why Fang Xin was disliked by him in the beginning was because she didn't know her limits and wanted to get close to him all the time, so Xu Shi'an would stay away from him when he saw her. In addition, his heavily made-up face was really enough to make her obsessive-compulsive disorder explode.
Yes, Xu Shian has a serious obsession, and it seems that he cannot stand being touched by others.
Occultism is a psychological problem, and if it is serious, it will affect the body's stress response.
When seeing such an unclean environment, Xu Shian felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
He took out a rag and started wiping it himself. His busy back looked broad and majestic, his body under the shirt was solid and powerful, and the outlines of his muscles were faintly visible.
Fang Xin thought, in fact, if Xu Shi'an was a little gentler and more talkative, such a man would be really good.
Thinking that this was Lu Ziyan's future ex, he looked away and suddenly remembered the previous appointment with Xu Shi'an for dinner.
But now both of them are in W City, and it is even more impossible for Lu Ziyan to travel thousands of miles to have a meal here.
Distress made him frown, and Xu Shi'an turned around and saw Fang Xin's wrinkled face.
He walked towards the kitchen and asked Fang Xin, "What's going on?"
Xu Shi'an thought he was surprised to see him being so diligent. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Fang Xin turn his eyes and look up at him.
“I want to work out.”
Xu Shian thought of some scenes, and a flash of darkness flashed across his dark eyes, which was fleeting. "Upstairs."
He turned and went upstairs, and Fang Xin hurriedly followed him. Perhaps because he had a chance to relax recently, he couldn't hide his playful thoughts.
He walked up the stairs following Xu Shi'an's footprints. The person in front of him suddenly stopped, catching him off guard and unable to brake. His forehead hit the strong back, causing him to feel pain all over.
He covered his forehead and looked up at Xu Shi'an with dissatisfaction. Xu Shi'an seemed to be in a good mood when he saw his aggrieved and dissatisfied look.
"arrive."
Fang Xin sighed as he looked at the gym that was as big as his living room. The pain disappeared completely, and was replaced by forward steps.
“Wow, what a complete gym!”
He looked left and right and saw two treadmills and all kinds of fitness equipment.
Xu Shi'an followed in, his eyes unconsciously following Fang Xin's cheerful figure, he was excited like a child.
"Heavy!"
Fang Xin tried to grab a small lever, but failed.
His eyes glanced at Xu Shi'an behind him and he immediately became more reserved. "Hey, I haven't warmed up yet."
Xu Shi'an raised his eyebrows and did not answer. Fang Xin felt that he was just making small talk, but then he remembered that he still had to hire a fitness coach. After all, he was a little famous now. If he got fat and out of shape in the future, how would he retain the hearts of his fans?
He was just looking for an excuse to divert Xu Shi'an's attention to him, but who knew there really was a gym.
Thinking of his other mission, he put the thought behind him.
"I want to hire a coach, do you have any recommendations?"
He turned to Xu Shi'an, who was leaning on the treadmill with his arms folded. "Yes, but you won't be here for long."
The implication is that it is useless to hire someone, it is better to go back and train again.
Fang Xin curled her lips, thinking that she might not have time when she returns. Although short-term training now may not produce much effect, at least she can improve some simple physical fitness.
He said firmly, "It's okay, I can lay a foundation first, and I can pay for it myself."
Xu Shi'an glanced sideways with a sharp gaze, "I'm not short of money."
Fang Xin shrank his neck, "That's not what I meant..."
"Just get up early tomorrow."
Xu Shian walked to the door of his room and pointed to the room next to it. "Yours."
Fang Xin watched him enter the room and asked, "Does this mean that you will hire a coach for me tomorrow?"
With this thought in mind, he returned to his room and went to sleep peacefully. Early the next morning, he heard movement at the door.
He vaguely heard someone knocking on the door. The door opened and Xu Shi'an, neatly dressed, stood outside the door. There was no sign of sleepiness in his eyes. On the contrary, he looked extremely energetic.
"Too late."
Fang Xin took a long time to realize what he meant by late. He hurriedly curled his fingers and said, "That's all I need. Give me five minutes!"
Five minutes was already overtime, so Fang Xin put on his sportswear and rushed to the gym. Xu Shi'an had already been jogging for ten minutes, and beads of sweat remained on his exposed muscles.
His breathing was steady with slight wheezing sounds. Xu Shi'an didn't stop even though Fang Xin had come. He calmed himself down and said, "Let's try 100 squats first."
Fang Xin received the order and started to act. After doing two actions, he felt something was wrong. Why was there no coach?
"Mr. Xu, where is the coach?"
Fang Xin felt relaxed at the beginning. Xu Shi'an wore headphones and didn't reply.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fang Xin didn't ask any more questions. She just did squats quickly. The further she went, the slower she got. Her breathing became louder than Xu Shi'an's.
When he reached 60, he started to feel a little tired and he stood up and squatted down more and more slowly.
Xu Shi'an could clearly hear Fang Xin's panting with one ear that was not wearing headphones.
"ah......"
That was the painful sigh left after all the physical energy was exhausted, but the sound sounded different to Xu Shi'an's ears.
His eyes were darting, and his rhythmic jogging became disordered in a moment of panic, but Fang Xin's voice did not stop.
Xu Shi'an's eyes became heavy. He pressed a button to slow down the treadmill. He slowly stopped, walked slowly and wiped the sweat off his face.
Fang Xin only managed 70 of them. Every squat was a torture after he was exhausted, but his spirit supported him.
Xu Shi'an turned around and saw Fang Xin squatting down slowly. Her figure, soaked with sweat, was clearly imprinted in his eyes.
An inexplicable feeling lingered in his heart and wouldn't go away. His eyes flickered but he couldn't move away from Fang Xin.
Fang Xin lowered his head, closed his eyes and supported himself. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he slowly stood up, panting and holding his knees.
Xu Shian used his eyes to describe his figure and then kindly reminded him, "Don't breathe so hard."
Fang Xin's talking eyes looked over with protest, but when she saw Xu Shi'an's cold look, she was scared back.
"oh."
After Xu Shi'an finished jogging, he raised the small barbell again, while Fang Xin sat beside him and did nothing, waiting for Xu Shi'an to finish.
"For now, you should slowly train your body, and add jogging tomorrow."
Fang Xin hurriedly called out to him as he was about to leave the gym, "Then, where is my coach?"
Xu Shi'an turned his head slightly, "I."
Fang Xin gave up the idea when he knew Xu Shi'an had no intention of hiring a coach for him. If he were to exercise with Xu Shi'an, he felt that even if he didn't die of exhaustion, he would be treated coldly by him.
I really can't understand why Xu Shi'an could be so indifferent. Fang Xin also returned to her room after he left.
Xu Shi'an returned to his room, took a shower, and then went out to work. Fang Xin just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep, but the lingering smell of sweat on his body made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
After taking a shower, it was already half past eight.
Fang Xin originally wanted to take a nap, but when she closed her eyes, she saw the original owner's mother in her head.
It's actually very strange recently. I keep thinking about some people related to the original owner, even though he is obviously not from this world.
With this doubt, he returned to W City, where the original owner grew up.
Because these characters were only mentioned briefly, the script did not describe each character's life experience in detail. When Fang Xin first arrived, he knew the general plot but did not know the original owner himself.
He gave up on returning to his cage, changed into heavier clothes, put on sunglasses and a hat, and fully armed himself with a mask and scarf.
He followed the route that was becoming increasingly clear in his mind.
The winter wind in the south rustled the dark green leaves. Fang Xin took each step slowly, his sunglasses dyed the world dark. He said nothing, just watching everyone who passed by.
Office workers in a hurry, grandparents playing with their grandchildren, and old and young people jogging in the morning to exercise.
Everyone was living a good life. They stopped in front of the flower shop for a few minutes and bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums before leaving.
The closer I got to the cemetery, the more memories came to my mind.
His mother smiled and asked him what he liked to eat. The little boy looked innocent and said he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork.
But I don’t know why, but when I got home from school the next day, I didn’t hear the sound of spatulas colliding with pots, but I could smell the aroma of sweet and sour pork.
He put away his schoolbag and went to his mother's room to look for her. The room was still clean and tidy, but his mother was not there.
The sweet and sour pork on the table was slightly cold. He tiptoed to get the bowl and chopsticks. He ate a few pieces with white rice and left the rest for his mother.
When his mother came back, she didn't look very well but she still smiled at him. She said that no matter how difficult life is, he should live with a smile, because smiling more will bring him good luck.
At that time he believed his mother's words without a doubt, and it was also the first time he saw the scars on his mother's body.
Fang Xin had already walked outside the cemetery. The cemetery was even more deserted in the winter, and many people's loved ones were buried there.
On the day Fang Xin was admitted to the best high school in the city, he saw many big men blocking the door of his house. He rushed forward without any fear and pulled them away.
The sight of his mother kneeling on the ground made him tremble, and his voice trembled slightly as he said, "Mom..."
He was kicked several times by those big men. His mother rushed over to stop them, and they left with a threat, "If you don't pay the money in a week, I will beat you to death! What's the big deal about going to jail?"
The mother seemed like a fallen leaf about to be blown away by the wind in winter. She stood up on her unsteady legs. Her hands, which were covered with wrinkles from hard work, were warm and rough. She took his hand and walked towards the dining table.
"Does it hurt? Eat first, I'll take you to see a doctor and get some medicine later."
Fang Xin squatted in front of the tombstone and swept up the dry leaves and dust left around it. The blurry photo in front of her was her mother's remains.
After collecting the debt that day, Fang Xin got up the next day and heard no sounds from the kitchen, nor saw her mother working hard, only a closed door.
In the silent room, he trembled as he opened his mother's door. His mother was lying quietly on the bed, and the sunlight avoided her body and fell on the bed.
The body that had long lost its temperature was so peaceful. He made many phone calls, and when the 120 ambulance arrived, they checked and took away his mother's body directly on a stretcher covered with a white cloth.
Fang Xin touched the photo on the tombstone, and memories of being there suddenly surged up like a tide.
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