Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Country F.
"What? Just say it once, just once, okay?"
Dengxin clung to Song Chu's arm and shook it, wanting to know what surprise he had prepared for her; he had been itching to get her excited these past few days.
Song Chu peeled the apple, cut it into pieces, and used a fork to give the first piece to Nan Yu. Deng Xin opened her mouth and ate it, still clinging to her and acting coquettishly, "Tell me quickly."
Song Chu patted his little head and smiled, "Now that I've told you, is there still a surprise? It's my birthday tomorrow, you'll find out then."
"Then reveal a little bit."
Song Chu changed the subject: "Are apples delicious?"
The wick nodded as it chewed, "Delicious."
Song Chu laughed: "I'll take you to eat something even better tonight."
She wasn't so lewd before, and Song Chu was very proper. But after spending more time together, Deng Xin realized how much he liked it... So she stopped letting him do it, which lasted for about ten days.
Song Chu couldn't hold back anymore, and then things got really bad.
We were back to square one.
The lamp wick cried for two days.
Song Chu also felt that continuing like this was not a good idea.
The two of them only talk twice a week, except when someone is feeling unwell. Dengxin had a stomachache a few days ago and they haven't been able to talk for a week. Song Chu misses her terribly. He doesn't want to talk to her at night anymore; he just wants to eat whatever he wants right now.
He covered Song Chu's mouth, his spirits suddenly dampened, and he seemed a bit emo.
"I want to go home and see my grandfather."
Song Chu frowned: "Aren't you afraid Fu Jinchuan will find out?"
“Let’s be careful, otherwise if we both dress up as girls, you know, the Lolita style? Very luxurious, with heavy makeup, I guarantee he won’t recognize us.”
A black line appeared on Song Chu's forehead. He pinched the chubby little face, which was so soft. "I really miss Grandpa. I'll have someone bring him here."
Dengxin's eyes lit up. "When should we arrange it? It's my birthday tomorrow. How about Grandpa comes? Is Grandpa Song coming?"
Song Chu: "My old man doesn't like going abroad. We'll make a video call. You can contact Grandpa Fu now to see if he can come. If he can, we'll arrange it tomorrow. He'll probably arrive in the afternoon."
The moment the man spoke, the lamp wick wilted.
Suddenly I remembered that the old man is over eighty years old. Traveling by car and plane is too much trouble, and he might even suffer from acclimatization issues in France.
"Forget it, Grandpa is too old, let's not bother him anymore, let's just live our own lives."
Song Chu narrowed her eyes, placed her hand on her face, lifted her chin, and asked, "Why do you like Grandpa Fu Jinchuan so much? You're not still thinking about him..., are you?"
Before he could even say his name, his mouth was slapped by a lamp wick.
"If I cared about him, I wouldn't be here with you. I'm going to get angry if you keep saying that!" (｀へ′)
Song Chu quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, baby, I talked too much. Eat the apple, open your mouth." As she spoke, she stuck a piece of apple in Xiao Dengxin's mouth.
That's how you appease someone.
Song Chu told Grandpa Fu, but the old man didn't come.
Firstly, the journey was long; secondly, they were worried about Fu Jinchuan finding out; and thirdly, Fu Jinchuan was currently somewhat ill. Although the old man was angry, he only had this one grandson and wanted him to be well.
He was afraid of leaving.
Fu Jinchuan committed suicide.
This has happened four or five times in the past five years.
He cut his wrists, took pills, drank alcohol... he did whatever he wanted to die, which terrified the old man. Although he was old and his physical functions were not good, if Fu Jinchuan hadn't scared the old man, he would at least have a good appetite and be in good health.
On my birthday.
Luxury cruise ship.
A group of friends gathered to celebrate Dengxin's birthday. After making a wish, Song Chu opened his gift: a pair of jade bracelets, just like a few years ago. He said that jade is good for one's health.
I don't know if it's true metaphysics or something else.
Nan Yu's health is indeed getting better and better.
People are also nourished to the point of having fair and tender flesh.
Taking off last year's bracelet and putting on the new one for the baby, my friend Lucy chuckled, "Honey, why is it another bracelet this year? Can't you come up with something new?"
Other friends joined in the teasing.
Although it's always a bracelet every year, since it's a gift from Song Chu, Deng Xin is still very happy and speaks up for her husband: "Oh, I like the bracelet very much too."
Her little mouth opened wide, and her smile was as radiant as a flower.
The man smiled, glanced at his watch, and saw it was 10:09.
Song Chu brought the lamp wick to the deck, holding onto the railing. Nan Yu stood in front of him, completely enveloped by the man. Song Chu whispered in his ear:
Happy birthday, my darling.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless fireworks burst in the sky, like beaded curtains hanging down, dazzling and brilliant. Within and beyond the field of vision, it was as if the whole city was covered in fireworks, all for the sake of one person's smile.
One second I thought Song Chu was unoriginal, only knowing to send flowers and jade bracelets for my birthday, but now, the fireworks in the sky are so beautiful.
Several friends were so shocked they were speechless.
Nan Yu was also stunned, for a full hour.
There were twenty-five different colors for the "Happy Birthday Baby" message. Ruth was amazed, not because of the money—they had plenty in their circle—but because she was curious about how he had convinced those people.
Country F does not allow the deliberate creation of noise.
Fireworks are beautiful, but they shoot straight into the sky and are very loud. They last for an hour, so I don't think I'll get caught after they land.
Do you like it?
The man whispered in Nan Yu's ear with a smile and asked.
"I like it." Dengxin's eyes were red-rimmed. She turned around and hugged Song Chu, her voice choked with emotion. "I like it. Thank you, husband."
Song Chu smiled and pulled the person into his arms, overwhelmed with emotion.
Life abroad was uneventful and uneventful. Song Chu continued to do his job. They lived in a villa and kept two large dogs, a cat, and three rabbits.
The house is a bit far from my workplace.
However, with many holidays, Song Chu works four days on and three days off, six hours a day, and goes home to be with his wife on time. The two have been eating here for five years but still can't get used to the food, so Deng Xin cooks for herself every day.
We also hired a housekeeper, but she only did some simple house cleaning and helped take care of the small animals. She was a local housekeeper, and the food she cooked was also local.
I spent my birthday on a cruise ship.
Before the door was even properly closed when Song Chu got home, he started taking off his clothes, lowered his head to kiss her little mouth, and his impatient manner made Deng Xin blush.
"Door, door, door."
Song Chu then used his foot to hook the door shut.
What followed was something indescribable.
*
"Mr. Fu, your flight to Country F is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Please get some rest tonight," the secretary reminded him.
She didn't want this either. President Fu had a particularly bad temper these past few years, was often late, and always smelled of alcohol. Being late normally was fine, but he had been late for important occasions several times, and this was the eighth time his flight had been delayed.
The secretary has a big head.
She was unaware of Fu Jinchuan's romantic history.
All we know is that the ex-wife is gone, the current wife is missing, and it seems like President Fu has... gone mad?
Fu Jinchuan drank all night again last night, and when he came to the company he just lay on the sofa and didn't do any work. He had a headache and was rubbing his forehead.
"Um."
The secretary sighed and had no choice but to leave.
10 PM.
The lights in the CEO's office were still on. Several secretaries looked at each other, and finally one of them went in to knock on the door. Fu Jinchuan was already asleep, and the secretary was worried that he would catch a cold and affect tomorrow's progress.
Risking her dismissal, she went to the break room to get a thin blanket and carefully draped it over Fu Jinchuan. Just as the secretary was about to leave, the man grabbed her arm and murmured:
"Guoguo, I'm sorry."
The other person had a strong grip, and the secretary was startled and in pain. She bit her lip and struggled, saying, "Mr. Fu, it's me. Please let go."
Fu Jinchuan woke up and, seeing that it wasn't his Guoguo, felt a pang of sorrow. He glanced at his secretary with disgust and said in a displeased tone, "Get out!"
The secretary met Mr. Fu's fierce gaze and her legs went weak. She said in a panic, "Mr. Fu, I was just afraid you would catch a cold, so I covered you with a blanket."
Fu Jinchuan saw the bedding covering him, threw it off, got up, rubbed his throbbing forehead, and hummed softly.
The secretary hurriedly said, "Mr. Fu, it's time to go home. Please take care of yourself. I'll be leaving now."
Fu Jinchuan walked to the French windows and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."
The secretary was surprised, but still said, "You're too kind." Then she ran away as fast as she could, terrified.
It's said that secretaries rise to positions of power.
Given Mr. Fu's attitude, she only wants to earn some money. If she were to actually seduce him, she's afraid he might quietly kill her one day.
Fu Jinchuan didn't sleep a wink all night after waking up.
Until boarding the plane.
I only slept for a few hours.
Upon arriving at my destination, I was still feeling groggy. The company car was at the airport, but my headache was so bad that I couldn't take it anymore, so I went to the nearest hospital.
After the medicine was prescribed, the assistant got him some water.
Fu Jinchuan had just taken his medicine when he vaguely saw a familiar figure. His body trembled, and he quickly chased after her, calling out, "Guoguo! Guoguo! Is that you, Guoguo?"
He was shouting and yelling in the hospital, attracting countless stares.
Nan Yu forgot that the original owner of the body had a name called Guo Guo, and she also forgot Fu Jinchuan's voice. She was not sensitive to either of their voices, so she did not turn around or stop walking. She continued to carry the lunchbox to find Song Chu.
Fu Jinchuan caught up with Nan Yu, hugged her, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, his voice trembling with sobs.
"Guoguo, you're not dead! Thank goodness you're not dead! Guoguo, am I dreaming? I'm so sorry, I was wrong. I didn't recognize you. I'm so sorry, Guoguo, please forgive me?"
"Let's remarry, Guoguo, give me another chance, I promise I'll love you well." Fu Jinchuan cried as he hugged the young man at the end.
He had a strong grip; when he lifted someone up, it was like a python coiling around them, twisting their bones and causing pain. Nan Yu smelled the strong, overpowering odor of alcohol emanating from the man, and her brows remained furrowed.
Speaking in fluent local language, she said, "Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else. I don't know any Guoguo. My name is Sika. Could you please let go of me?"
He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was panicking.
Isn't it all over now?
They've all come to Country F.
How could we possibly run into each other again?
Fu Jinchuan held Nan Yu tightly, unwilling to let go. He had waited for Guoguo for five years, thinking of her day and night. Guoguo was not dead, and he dared not let go, afraid that if he did, she would be gone again, afraid that his Guoguo would disappear once more.
"If you keep doing this, I'll call the police!"
Fu Jinchuan cried, crying like a child who couldn't find his home.
"I know I was wrong, Guoguo. Please forgive me, please forgive me this time, okay? Guoguo, I love you, you've always been the one I love. I'm sorry, Grandpa misses you too. Guoguo, please forgive me, okay?"
Nan Yu's eyes darkened: "Sir, I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm sure you've mistaken me for someone else. Let me say it again, my name isn't Guoguo, it's Xika!"
Fu Jinchuan wouldn't listen at all. This was his Guoguo, and he wouldn't mistake her this time. Remembering that Guoguo was now called Nanyu, he choked up and cried out:
"Xiaoyu, I'm calling you Xiaoyu. Come home with me, okay? I promise I'll cherish you like a treasure from now on. Please give me a chance."
Fu Jinchuan kept repeating the same few sentences.
Nan Yu was annoyed; he didn't want to have anything to do with Fu Jinchuan anymore.
After finishing his consultation, Song Chu went to the lounge to find his wife, Deng Xin, but she wasn't there. He checked her phone but there were no messages. The man started to panic.
They ran outside without even taking off their white coats.
From the second-floor escalator, one can see the entire hospital. The two of them are immediately visible. Seeing his wife being entangled, his face contorted in anger, he quickly went downstairs, pulled Fu Jinchuan away, and punched him hard in the corner of the mouth.
Fu Jinchuan has been in a slump for the past few years, and recently he has been suffering from headaches. His emotions are currently fluctuating wildly, and he has little ability to resist, so he can only take the beatings.
A short while later, the two were separated.
Deng Xin pulled Song Chu aside and whispered, "Let's go, don't get entangled with him."
Song Chu still wanted to fight, but Nan Yu pulled him away.
Seeing this, Fu Jinchuan got up and followed. Nan Yu said that he was not Guoguo. Now that Song Chu came out, what reason did he have to argue?
He chased after her, grabbed Nan Yu's hand, and choked back tears:
"Xiaoyu, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I love you. I've always loved you, not Bai Cheng, not anyone else. I only love you."
Song Chu, unable to bear it any longer, kicked the person away, shielded the lamp wick behind his back, and his brows were full of anger. He rarely got angry, and after having Nan Yu, he was always smiling. This was probably the worst temper he had shown in recent years.
"Fu Jinchuan, don't go too far! Nan Yu is my wife! Get out!"
"Nonsense! Xiaoyu is mine!"
Fu Jinchuan cried without regard for his image, like a child who couldn't find his home.
Nan Yu didn't know how things had turned out this way. The past five years had been peaceful, and he had almost forgotten about Fu Jinchuan. Now, the man suddenly reappeared, and his attitude had changed drastically like a madman.
It made him feel very uncomfortable.
Song Chu has already beaten someone up, so he can't deny it.
Fighting is bad, especially in the hospital with so many Western faces around. Some people were even asking them if they needed help. Nan Yu took a breath and looked at Fu Jinchuan, saying:
"There are too many people here, let's go outside to talk."
As long as Nan Yu is willing to pay attention to him, Fu Jinchuan is like a well-behaved puppy, obediently following along.
Song Chu grasped the young man's wrist, and Nan Yu grasped Song Chu's hand in return, leading the others along. Fu Jinchuan watched the two holding hands, his eyes filled with intense jealousy, wanting to separate them.
Nan Yu saw through his intention and said coldly:
"If you want to have a proper talk, then don't do anything reckless!"
Fu Jinchuan had no choice but to suppress his frustration and follow Nan Yu outside to a dining area. Nan Yu opened her lunchbox and called to Song Chu, saying, "Husband, you eat first."
Amidst his heartache, Fu Jinchuan suddenly realized, wasn't Xiaoyu unable to speak? How come...
"Xiaoyu, your throat is better?"
Instead of answering, Nan Yu asked, "Young Master Fu, I have a few questions that I hope you can answer first."
His voice improved two years ago, and Song Chu had been treating him with acupuncture. He started speaking haltingly, and the man patiently taught him for nearly two years, and it took him almost half a year to speak like a normal person.
"Don't be so polite, Xiaoyu. Just call me Jinchuan. Ask away."
Fu Jinchuan kept his eyes fixed on the boy, afraid that he might disappear.
Nan Yu: "What is your purpose in coming to F country?"
Fu Jinchuan said excitedly, "The company is expanding its overseas projects, and I came to inspect them. I had a headache, so I came to the hospital. Xiaoyu, look, the world is so big, yet we can still meet. Heaven has brought us together."
Nan Yu: "Aren't you with Bai Cheng?"
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