Landing On My Heart

Chapter Fifty Four

After graduating from high school for nearly ten years, he went to the east and west. It was a long time since he and Li Zhihuai met. The last time he and Li Zhihuai met was when the head teacher of the high school was seriously ill. He went to visit and took a quick glance in the ward.

Fu Mingyu is not a close contact person, the university is not in China, and he has very little contact with high school classmates. After graduation, I returned to China. Everyone got the news. He was invited to meet up every three times. He was either really involved, or he was excused. He has never appeared in such large and small classmates.

Usually he is too busy at work, so he doesn't want to waste time on such unnecessary social interactions.

To be more realistic, the high school classmates are no longer in a circle, and there is no need for him to spend time to maintain relationships.

But Li Zhihuai, he has some impressions.

Li Zhihuai is the daughter of his high school head teacher.

Secondly, this year, Li Zhihuai's presence is too strong, he frequently dominates the screen, and he keeps hot searches. Fu Mingyu is busy with work, and he has heard it many times from friends.

Speaking of which, Li Zhihuai was not outstanding in high school.

At that time, the aesthetics did not take her look, too heroic and not feminine enough.

Later, she was admitted to the film academy, and some people were not optimistic, and expected her future stardom to be bumpy.

The fact is true. It has been six or seven years since the first play was performed last year. People have reached the age of twenty-seven and eighty-eight and have not seen a bit of fame, and even the economic man is in a state of giving up.

Who knows that this year, she seems to have bottomed out. From the beginning of the year that small-cost love movie became a dark horse at the box office, to the summer vacation comedy's word-of-mouth, and not long ago, the literary film won the award, all the way from the 18th line to the first-line actor.

"I heard that you came to the air show, why didn't you see Yan An come?" Li Zhihuai wore a long curly hair shawl, wrapped some gold thread, and some light faintly revealed under the lights of the reception.

"His sister is attending this air show." Fu Mingyu raised her glass, "Congratulations, I heard that you won the award last month."

Li Zhihuai smiled and said, "It's not just the light of the director and screenwriter."

She raised her head and drank a drink, tapped her finger on the foot of the cup, thinking about something, but saw Fu Mingyu's eyes fall on the phone again.

He looked down at the phone, and saw Ruan Sixian's sentence "As long as my brother changes quickly, there is no sadness but love:, and his teeth itchy.

[Fu Mingyu]: Short of cleaning up?

When Fu Mingyu responded to the news, Li Zhihuai's wine glass was placed in front of his mouth, and he looked at him half-concealed.

When I saw it in the ward last year, she hurriedly announced that she didn't even say a word, but the man was still as dazzling as a boy. The difference is that the temperament is more and more stable.

Today, under the brilliant lights of the banquet hall, I look closely at his eyebrows, only to feel more determined and manly than he was when he was young.

"You are very busy?"

"It's okay." Fu Mingyu said after receiving the phone, "News from girlfriend."

"Oh, this way." My heart sank inexplicably, the strange color in his eyes disappeared when his eyelids were closed. Li Zhihuai turned his goblet with his fingers, and said, "You know that Wu Yin is next Are you going to get married?"

This name sounds familiar. Fu Mingyu remembered it under Li Zhihuai's hint.

Wu Yin, isn't it the school girl that caused a major rift in the fragile friendship between Fu Mingyu and Yan An?

After graduation, I didn't have much contact. If I hadn't often seen Yan An's stinky face, Fu Mingyu would really not remember this person.

"not sure."

Li Zhihuai nodded and stopped talking.

There was a hint of unspeakable joy in my heart.

In high school, she and Wu Yin are good best friends inseparable, but the whole school only knows Wu Yin, who is a sweet first love face, and ignores Li Zhihuai, who can play the guitar next to him.

Even at the prom, Wu Yin confessed to Fu Mingyu that she was always on stage to accompany her as a foil.

"Her husband is also from our school, the boy who plays basketball well in the next class is now an engineer..."

Fu Mingyu listened to her politely. Seeing that it was late, he picked up another topic, "It's late, I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll leave it first."

He put down his wine glass, turned around to say hello to the host of today’s reception, just a few steps away——

"Wait!"

Li Zhihuai suddenly stopped him and walked towards him with the wine.

Ruan Sixian fell asleep while watching a variety show.

If you go to bed early, you will also wake up early.

I went to the gym for two hours, and came back to take a shower and clean the clothes. It was only 11 o'clock after I was busy.

On a rare vacation, Ruan Sixian clicked on the takeaway software and glanced at it, but decided to start a fire on her own.

The weather was already very cold, Ruan Sixian put on his coat and scarf, and the moment he opened the door, a cold wind poured in, and he suddenly retreated.

Forget it, takeaway is the essence of life.

She turned around and pulled the door while taking off her shoes.

When it was about to close, she felt a resistance.

Strangely in my heart, I pulled it hard, but the door was pulled out vigorously.

what's the situation?

Ruan Sixian subconsciously chose to hold between "closing the door hard" and "going out to find out", and grabbed the handle with the other hand, riveting it with great effort-the enemy was too strong, and the door was smashed. Ripped apart.

Ruan Sixian looked outside and almost thought he had hallucinations.

Fu Mingyu was dressed in a black suit with a long coat of the same color. The tailoring was exquisite but brief. The whole person seemed to have an unreal sense of perfection—except for the unpretentious smile in his eyes.

"You girl, why are you so strong?"

Ruan Sixian stood at the door, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "Aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

"Listening to your tone, you don't seem to expect me to come back?"

Ruan Sixian tried his best to make her expression look really without any sense of surprise, raising her eyebrows: "Indeed."

She was standing at the door, the distance was so small that she couldn't accommodate two people.

Fu Mingyu suddenly stepped forward, pressed his body close to her body, put an arm around her waist, pulled the door with one hand, and stepped forward. The door closed, and he reached the hallway.

"I won't come back, some people don't know how many brothers to change."

As soon as he spoke, the warm breath flickered on Ruan Sixian's face, with a mint fragrance, itchy.

Ruan Sixian put her hand on his chest and pushed it down, "Oh, it's almost done."

Fu Mingyu let go of her, looked at her clothes, and asked, "Want to go out?"

"Well, buy some food." Ruan Sixian asked when he saw him wearing a scarf, "have you eaten?"

"No." Fu Mingyu was planning to take off his coat, but when she said that, he let go, "Are you cooking?"

Ruan Sixian nodded, hiding his chin in the scarf.

"Let's go to the supermarket."

Ruan Sixian rarely enters the supermarket, but Fu Mingyu seems to have entered more than him.

After entering the entrance, he took a cart from the side, looked up at the guidance sign, and went straight to the fresh food area.

In the morning, there are not many people in the supermarket, almost all of them come to buy groceries, and there are also young couples among them.

At this time, Fu Mingyu seemed to be busy too. Push the car with one hand and follow the phone with the other.

Ruan Sixian followed him, walking slowly, occasionally picking a few from the ingredients on the side and throwing them into the cart.

A few minutes later, Fu Mingyu hung up the phone and put the phone in his bag. Ruan Sixian naturally noticed his free hand.

Ruan Sixian stared at the container carelessly, but his right hand quietly passed through his arm and took his arm.

Compared to holding hands, Ruan Sixian actually prefers to arm her arms and feels a stronger sense of security.

Fu Mingyu was a little surprised and looked back at her.

Ruan Sixian didn't open his face to look at the ingredients, a few seconds later, feeling that Fu Mingyu was still looking at her, so he looked back at him.

"What are you looking at?"

The hands are not too dictated.

Fu Mingyu smiled, "It's nothing, it depends on you."

This is still human words.

It's just that she found out that when Fu Mingyu entered this supermarket, even the sales aunt always looked at him. Ruan Sixian snorted, and whispered: "I can't, it looks better than you."

Fu Mingyu: "Don't feel inferior."

Inferiority?

Is this man preparing to open a permanent dyeing workshop in the paramilitary clothing industry?

Ruan Sixian sneered, "Isn't it, if I don't feel inferior, my husband will be a lot."

When the voice fell, the person next to him stopped leaving.

She raised her head, but before she recovered, she was lightly bitten on her lips.

"...?"

Fu Mingyu slowly straightened up and licked the corners of his lips.

"Your mouth is a bit too much to clean up."

Ruan Sixian was suddenly flashed by the crowd, and his actions were slow by the way, and he blinked for a long while.

Under the eyes of many sales aunts who "don't look but can't help but look", her face turned red again and she shut her mouth consciously.

The dishes in the morning are still very rich, and Ruan Sixian can choose and choose for a long time. The person next to him was even worse. He didn't even look at the dishes, as if he came to the supermarket to scan the WeChat steps.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything."

Ruan Sixian felt that she had heard a little bit of distrust of her cooking skills in Fu Mingyu's "Everything".

"Without this dish, I will give you three seconds to think about what you want, otherwise you will go home."

After speaking, she immediately began to count: "One, two, three--"

Fu Mingyu looked down at her, with a smile on his lips, "Whatever you want?"

"..."

Ruan Sixian took a deep breath, picked up a box of beef and threw it into the cart, and said with a blank expression: "I love it or not."

Since the cooking is really not very sophisticated, Ruan Sixian finally only picked some fresh vegetables.

The two walked to the automatic checkout office, Fu Mingyu took out the things to scan, Ruan Sixian stood by and waited.

Christmas is approaching, and the supermarket has begun to play songs for the occasion, and the surroundings are also decorated with red, green and green ornaments.

Ruan Sixian put his hand in his pocket, staring at the little Christmas old man posted on the container in front of him, thinking of the next festival day, a little surprised.

New Year's Day, Spring Festival...The busiest days of the aviation industry are about to begin, and just looking at the next flight missions is a bit of a headache.

Suddenly, Fu Mingyu, who had finished buying the order, walked to her, followed her gaze, paused, and said, "I have something to do today, I don't have time."

Ruan Sixian glanced at him and then at the container in front of him.

-A condom for the entire cabinet.

What the **** do you mean?

Suddenly, her chest looked like a balloon that was about to explode. Ruan Sixian's scalp began to numb, and she slapped him on the arm.

"Fu Mingyu, you really want to thank the law for protecting your life!"

Seeing her flushed with anger, Fu Mingyu turned his head and smiled at her: "It's starting again, asking for a kiss?"

"..."

It was 12 o'clock noon when I got home.

Ruan Sixian was angry all the way, and didn't want to make Fu Mingyu cook for him, so he returned home and put the ingredients in the kitchen and walked out with an apron.

But seeing a scene in the living room, she dispelled the idea.

When she entered the kitchen, Fu Mingyu had already taken off his coat and suit jacket, leaning on the sofa, wringing his brows and closing his eyes, but he could see that he was not asleep.

"Are you tired?"

"Yeah." Fu Mingyu took a deep breath, loosening his tie, and said, "I didn't sleep for a whole night last night. I ran two places and came back this morning."

"Why are you coming back today?"

Fu Mingyu opened his eyes and stared at her with deep eyes.

"I want to see you, but I can't wait for tomorrow."

Ruan Sixian didn't speak, put on his apron and turned back into the kitchen.

She wanted to finish the meal quickly, but the cooking was not allowed. Three home-cooked dishes took a full hour.

And when she was out of the pan, she was still not confident.

After all, compared with a bowl of noodles made by Fu Mingyu, she felt that the taste she made might not be good enough.

But fortunately, Fu Mingyu gave a lot of face, and when he sat down to eat, Ruan Sixian asked him how he was. He nodded and said, "Yes."

Seeing his sincerity, Ruan Sixian immediately picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites.

"..."

I don't know whether to say he has a problem with his taste buds or his acting is too superb.

"I'll go out to eat next time."

When he heard "Going out to eat", Fu Mingyu seemed to contradict the plot and frowned, "No, it's delicious."

Maybe he is more willing to eat these things that are either too salty or too bland than the sixtieth fan.

After half an hour, Ruan Sixian finally barely finished a bowl of rice, but Fu Mingyu received a call from Bo Yang.

He put down his chopsticks, answered a few words in a low voice, then hung up the phone, got up and put on his coat.

"There is something, I will go back to the company first."

Ruan Sixian nodded towards him.

"Go ahead."

When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something, then turned around and said: "I'll be fine tomorrow, you prepare..."

Ruan Sixian: "Get out!"

Fu Mingyu was taken aback, only to see her blushing, and then he realized.

"What do you think?" He said with a smile, "I said I will take you to a place tomorrow."

"..."

After Fu Mingyu left, Ruan Sixian cleaned up the dishes and sat on the sofa to rest.

This noon is really in turmoil.

Obviously, he used to think that Fu Mingyu spoke quite appropriately, but now he seems to be a different person, as if he is deliberately irritating her at any time.

Looking at the black obscure tie he forgot on the sofa, Ruan Sixian grabbed it and played with it for a while.

What can I do with my boyfriend, endure it.

The phone on the side rang twice.

[Si Xiaozhen]: Ruan Ruan...

[Ruan Sixian]: What's wrong?

[Si Xiaozhen]: I think, don't take love seriously.

[Ruan Sixian]:?

[Si Xiaozhen]: Look at the big tree outside the window, this love is just like it, either yellow or green.

[Ruan Sixian]:?

[Si Xiaozhen]: There are many beautiful things in life, and love is the least worth mentioning.

[Ruan Sixian]: Have you drunk Fengyoujing?

[Si Xiaozhen]: Take a look for yourself. I can't walk away from work. If you are in a bad mood, go to Bian Xuan, but remember, don't be impulsive, now it is a legal society!

At the same time, she posted a link to a gossip forum post.

Ruan Sixian opened the link, and the title was very eye-catching.

"I seem to have photographed Li Zhihuai?!"

Click in, the host described the content concisely and clearly.

"I just got up at seven o'clock this morning, opened the curtains, and saw a man and a woman walking out on the opposite floor. I read it right, is this Li Zhihuai?"

"To add, I live on the second floor. This is an old community, and the distance between the buildings is quite close."

Below are three photos.

Ruan Sixian does not need to zoom in to see that the man above is not her boyfriend?

Even the clothes are exactly the same.

"Fuck! This is Li Zhihuai, her dress appeared in street photography last week."

"Who is the man behind? He looks handsome, is he an insider? No impression."

Ruan Sixian didn't read the following reply.

She picked up the tie beside her, her expression slowly getting colder.

No wonder he could call out the name of the female star.

It turned out to be tossing all night, does that mean?

Did you come out of the community early in the morning and talked about the art of film all night?

Half an hour later, the 16th floor of Hengshi Airlines.

The administrative hall is still busy, and employees are walking through it with documents, and occasionally people who are free are whispering and talking.

Until the elevator door opened, Ruan Sixian held a tie in his hand and strode towards Meteor, and the hall was suddenly quiet.

Those who shuttled back and forth seemed to pull up two cordon in an instant, and they retreated to the two sides neatly and uniformly. They stopped moving and stared at Ruan Sixian.

Seeing her walking towards Fu Mingyu's office step by step, the tie she was holding was like a lifeline, and six words seemed to be written on her face.

——Fu Mingyu, you are dead.