Debt Collection

Wen Liqiu is not a very feudal-minded parent. At least in the eyes of Fu Ke, her mother has always been very open-minded. In addition to the recent incident of Yu Yu, Fu Ke likes to share all aspects of life with her mother.

Of course, this was also a few years ago.

But leaving aside the few years of lack of contact, Fu Ke still thinks so.

Her mother likes photography, travels, and she chased stars for a while. Fu Keqian felt that her mother was not the same as her classmates, and her mother was like a friend.

But, but...

"When did it happen?" The lips under the mask trembled a little, and Fu Ke couldn't control it at all.

Wen Liqiu looked indifferent, she thought about it carefully, then shook her head and replied, "I don't remember it clearly."

"Mom, this answer is very important to me."

"Think about it again."

"In your sophomore year?"

"At that time you were almost twenty years old."

Wen Liqiu looked at Zhao Jianyi again and explained to him: "Little fish is Coco's friend who grew up playing with him, she is a girl."

Zhao Jianyi was stunned, "Ah" he said, "Then...this..." He thought for a while, carefully considering his words, "Nowadays there are many young people who like the same sex. If they really like it, in fact, I think no problem."

Fu Ke looked out the window again, her mind was blank.

Oh no, it's not blank.

It's all Yu recent.

Wen Liqiu laughed: "Do you think so?"

"Yes."

"Young people have young people's ideas. As long as they don't do illegal things, as long as they don't mess around, I don't think it is a problem."

"It would be great if I had your consciousness at the time." Wen Liqiu stroked her hair. There were already wrinkles on her face, but she was smiling, as if she was a little younger.

She said: "The girl has good grades and is beautiful, but she can’t do well before. She is supervising every day. Cocoa’s grades have declined for a while. She also made up lessons. It saved me a lot of heart. She is a very good girl. ."

Zhao Jianyi said, "What a pity it is a girl?"

"Yes, I thought so at the time, so I didn't agree."

"If she is a boy, then I would be happy."

"It's a pity it's a girl."

"Now? What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter now, Coco, if I like her too, I won't say anything, but after so many years, Xiaoyu still likes us but..."

Zhao Jianyi interrupted her suddenly: "Wait, Li Qiu."

He asked: "Did you hear any sound?"

Wen Liqiu calmed down, and he really heard a sound other than the wind.

She immediately turned her head and looked at her daughter: "What's the matter? Cocoa."

Fu Ke had already taken off the mask, and she was covering her face, tears running out of her fingers.

Zhao Jianyi became nervous: "Coco, why are you crying? Are you feeling sick? Do you want to take you to the hospital?"

He had been with Wen Liqiu for three years. He had long wanted to see Fu Ke. He wanted to pass Fu Ke's pass and get Fu Ke's approval and support, and then go to get the certificate with Wen Liqiu.

But Wen Liqiu was afraid that Fu Ke knew the truth and had a great reaction, so he kept hiding it, and now he finally said it. He finally had the opportunity to express himself, but not long after receiving it, this will also belong to his daughter in the future. Coco actually started crying.

Can he not be nervous?

Zhao Jianyi parked the car on the side of the road, but Fu Ke sobbed but didn't stop.

Wen Liqiu and him looked at each other, feeling at a loss. She got off the co-pilot and sat next to Fu Ke holding the paper: "Coco, stop crying, is it uncomfortable? Mom remembered that you were sick and uncomfortable. Cry too."

Fu can be squeamish.

Fu Ke shook her head, she still covered her face and said nothing.

Wen Liqiu glanced at Zhao Jianyi again, shook his head, and stuffed the tissue into Fu Ke's hand: "Then wipe away the tears yourself."

Zhao Jianyi was very concerned: "Why don't you go to the hospital? Coco, this..."

"No." Wen Liqiu sat back in the co-pilot, "Go back first, the child is very hungry now, let her eat something first."

Fu Ke was shrinking in the back seat, her chest rising and falling from crying.

She is now both pleasantly surprised and sad.

What is pleasantly surprised is that Yu recently liked himself, and now he can be 100% sure, even if...maybe "liked" it, but it is enough.

What's sad is that I haven't had any contact with Yu recently for so many years. If she insisted a little bit at first, don't be so stubborn, the situation would be different.

Fu Ke's thoughts and emotions were very confused. For a while, Yu Jinan, who had just met when she was a child, popped out of her mind, and for a while, she thought of Yu Jinan, who had met for the first time again, and Yu Jinan, who would guard her homework when she was in middle school.

No matter which time period it is, it is superimposed at the end.

It's all the face with a smile when Yu recently rubbed her head.

There was no moment when Fu Ke missed Yu Jinan like this.

When the car stopped again, it had already reached the parking lot of the community.

Fu Ke's crying has stopped, but her eyes are still a little fuzzy, and she has a lot of used tissues in her hand.

Zhao Jianyi took one of the suitcases. He looked at Fu Ke and asked again, "Coco, do I really need to go to the hospital?"

Wen Liqiu patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be so nervous, you have asked it three times."

"I'm just worried..."

"Uncle Zhao." Fu Ke's voice was still hoarse, "No need to go, I just..."

"It's just that the pressure has been a little bit heavy recently."

Wen Liqiu had a real expression on his face: "I'll just say how you catch a cold for no reason. It's not the flu season now. Your child must be under too much pressure at work..."

Fu Ke didn't say a word, but listened to his mother's scolding silently.

Just treat her as willful. She didn't want to talk to Wen Liqiu before entering Zhao Jianyi's home.

Why didn't you tell her earlier?

It was like hiding from her that she had been divorced, hiding from her for so many years.

Even longer.

Zhao Jianyi said he was in the clothing business, but in fact he was doing quite a large scale, and the house he lived in was also a well-known high-end community in Haicheng.

He put the suitcases of the two people away, and asked Wen Liqiu to take Fu Ke to the guest room, go to the kitchen to take out the porridge, and then greeted the mother and daughter to come to the dining room.

As soon as Fu Ke entered the door, he was shocked by the decoration style of the house. From wallpaper to curtains, from sofas to coffee tables, almost everything was written with the words "I'm expensive", but it didn't make people feel at all. Very tacky, the overall style is very comfortable, and you can see Zhao Jianyi's taste.

Fu Ke and Wen Liqiu came out of the guest room. Zhao Jianyi pulled the chairs away and said with a smile, "Coco, you are welcome, treat this as your home."

"Thank you uncle."

Zhao Jianyi got up again and took the cup to catch the water: "Have you taken the medicine? After drinking the porridge, take the medicine first, and then take a good night's sleep. You will have a cold tomorrow."

"Take it."

Zhao Jianyi relaxed: "That's good, otherwise, let's go to the hospital."

Wen Liqiu: "...for the fourth time."

Zhao Jianyi immediately changed the subject and looked at Fu Ke: "Coco, uncle's cooking skills are average. If this porridge is not delicious, you must tell your uncle."

Fu Ke held the spoon and smiled: "No, it's delicious."

Wen Liqiu stood up: "Don't disturb the child eating, let her adapt."

"okay."

Within two seconds, only Fu Ke was left in the dining room.

The porridge made by Zhao Jianyi tasted very good. Fu Ke had been hungry for so long and had eaten a lot, but he was a little absent-minded.

After getting in the car, she didn't take out the phone.

She wanted to contact Yu Xintian very much, but she held back it abruptly.

Only send messages? She felt it was not enough.

Call? But she was afraid that Yu had recently learned that she had a cold.

The video is even worse, she is now haggard.

More importantly, Fu Ke didn't know how to deal with it. What could not be denied was that she was more nervous than before.

This bowl of porridge was eaten up by Fu Ke. Zhao Jianyi looked at it and was greatly encouraged. Wen Liqiu gave him a relieved look.

Fu Ke took the medicine obediently again.

Zhao Jianyi took the bowl and went into the kitchen: "I will wash the dishes first, but you can go and rest."

Wen Liqiu stretched out his hand and touched Fu Ke's forehead: "It's not hot." She said, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to go to bed first?"

Fu Ke drank the rest of the water. She shook her head, "Not sleepy." She looked at Wen Liqiu's eyes and asked hesitantly, "Did Sister Xiaoyu tell you anything?"

"What can I say?"

Fu Ke let out a disappointed "Oh": "It's okay."

"Did you still say that she was invited to your company as an interpreter or something? Did you contact her again?" Wen Liqiu looked a little regretful, "This matter is wrong with my mother. I shouldn't keep it from you for so long."

Fu Ke waved his hand: "Mom, I'll go to the room to rest for a while."

"Row."

"Uncle Zhao is fine." Fu Ke said again.

Wen Liqiu smiled brightly: "Yes, it's okay."

Fu Ke also smiled and raised his foot into the guest room.

The decoration of the guest room resembles that of a business hotel. Fu Ke closed the door, looked around, and took out his mobile phone from the bag hanging on the shelf on the side.

Yu recently sent a message over half an hour ago: [Good night. 】

Fu Ke's nose was sour again, but the corners of his mouth still rose uncontrollably.

She looked in the mirror and looked at herself crying and laughing in embarrassment.

Very contradictory and strange, but very satisfying.

Fu Ke took a deep breath and replied: [Good night. 】

Yu recently replied in seconds: [Is the cold better? 】