Stunned for You

Chen Xizhu and Yin Fanlu were originally concerned about Fu Sitian's emotions, but they didn't expect to hear such explosive good news, and they almost didn't get confused by the surprise. They couldn’t wait to follow Fu Sitian and Shi Yi to let them explain clearly the twists and turns, the peaks and turns in the middle, but Shi Yi was still wet, and Fu Sitian’s back was also wet. Let them go first, let them be cleaned up, and be ready to be peeled and cooked later.

Both Shi Yi and Fu Sitian were a little bit ashamed. They laughed and didn't say anything, which was considered tacit approval.

Chen Xizhu and Yin Fanlu stopped interrupting and went downstairs to ask the boss to prepare dinner. After they left, Shi Yi tilted his head, staring at Fu Sitian deeply, smiling quietly.

Fu Sitian's face was hot when she saw her, and the small pear vortex at the corner of her lips appeared for a long time, looming.

Shi Yi stretched out his index finger to poke lightly, like teasing his beloved kitten.

Fu Sitian's ears were flushed, and he held her finger that was scheming, and reminded softly: "Hurry up and take a bath." She touched her fingers up, and the back of Shi Yi's hand was already cold.

"Okay." Shi Yi was measured, retracted his hand, and stood up: "Then I'm going to take a bath. You also change your clothes and blow dry your hair."

"Yeah." Fu Sitian responded.

Shi Yi looked at her, couldn't help but lowered his head and pecked her nose again, then turned around with a smile on his brows and eyes.

Fu Sitian was caught off guard. He watched her back disappear into the aisle in a daze. He raised his hand and touched the residual warmth left by the tip of his nose. He couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled and he didn't dare to tremble. One hand slowly tightened the bed sheet.

Tightly numb and painful, she trembled, venting the strength of her back, stretched out her hand to touch the place where Shi Yi had just sat on the ground, and slowly lay down on her stomach, as if she had been left behind. With her face buried on the back of her hand, her forehead pressed against her fingertips, she seemed to be nostalgic, but also grateful, to Shiyi, but also to fate, reverently muttering: "Thank you...thank you...thank you for returning her to me."

Tears flowed through the gap between the fingertips and wet the white bed sheet.

In the aisle, there was a sound of footsteps again, and it should have been because Shi Yi had taken a change of clothes and was about to come out. Fu Sitian put away his emotions, sat up, turned his back to the door, and quickly walked to the sofa chair with a backpack by the window to get the hair dryer.

Sure enough, Shi Yi was in the aisle. Fu Sitian heard her footsteps getting closer, then stopped, and then there was a sound of closing the door.

Shi Yi went in for a bath.

Fu Sitian breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the dangling star shadow on the river outside the window, and a soft smile appeared in her eyes. She wiped away the tears, took out the hair dryer, sat in front of the full-length mirror, dried her hair carefully, blowing back the soft curls, and then changed into her nightgown, and put on a fresh and fresh look that she would wear out at night. One-shoulder sling floral dress.

Just about to apply makeup, the mobile phone placed on the bedside table vibrated.

Fu Sitian put on the lid of the lotion and went sideways to get the phone.

What was displayed on the screen was Shi Yi's mobile phone number.

"What's the matter?" Her voice was soft and uncomfortable.

Shi Yi asked: "Did you bring your own hair dryer? The wind of the hair dryer here is too low, so I hold it sorely."

Her tone is very flat, her voice is still a bit dumb, low, and kind of nice.

The corners of Fu Sitian's lips curled up.

When Shi Yi was acting like a baby, she heard it. This has always been the case before, Shi Yi's acting like a baby is always calm.

"I brought it. I will take it to you in the bathroom?" She followed Shi Yi's words.

Shi Yi let out an "um" and hung up the phone.

Fu Sitian picked up the hair dryer and walked out.

Shi Yi had already opened the bathroom door and was waiting for her.

In the bathroom, the fragrance of the shower gel filled the air, Shi Yi turned her back to her, wearing a nightdress, wet with black hair, revealing large areas of white, jade bone and ice muscle on the back of her shoulders, just like Aphrodite who had just walked out of the water. goddess.

Fu Sitian's heart beat hard.

When Shi Yi heard the sound, he turned around and smiled at her.

Fu Sitian's throat moved, and his whole body became hot.

Shi Yi seemed to be aware of it, and a sly eye flashed past his eyes, and his heart became more stable. She stretched out her hand to signal Fu Sitian to give her the hair dryer.

Fu Sitian calmed down and said softly: "I'll help you blow it."

Shi Yi was satisfied, and smiled more: "Then go to my room."

There are no chairs here, and Shi Yi is taller than her. It is inconvenient to blow up. Fu Sitian had no objections and followed her out.

They stood still in front of the dressing table, Shi Yi sat down, and Fu Sitian stood to help her blow her hair, just as she used to do during her young relationship. The mechanical noise of the hair dryer rang regularly in the air, Fu Sitian's long thin white fingers shuttled through her black hair, and Shi Yi's deep eyes lingered on Fu Sitian's clear face in the mirror. No one spoke, but occasionally they met in the mirror and their eyes flowed.

The air that I breathed into my lungs seemed to be sweet.

Shi Yi's heart became softer and weaker, and his body leaned back and forth. In the end, he completely leaned into Fu Sitian's arms, with the back of his head against Fu Sitian's heart.

Fu Sitian was taken aback, turned off the hair dryer, wrapped one hand over Shi Yi's shoulder, and put the hair dryer on the dressing table with the other.

Shi Yi grabbed her empty hand after letting off the hair dryer, pressed it against her belly, raised her head slightly, leaned comfortably in Fu Sitian's arms, and closed her eyes.

Fu Sitian's heart was soft as water.

She found that Shi Yi became softer than before. Like a little milk lion with its majestic mask removed, it moved her heart and made her feel distressed.

She did not break the silence, but silently adjusted her posture slightly to make Shi Yi lean more comfortable.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe thirty seconds, maybe three minutes, Shi Yi touched her wrist, and faintly said in her arms, "Is that watch you always carried?"

Fu Sitian naturally understood which piece she was referring to. She responded lightly: "Yeah."

She almost never took away the things Shi Yi once gave her when they broke up. With only that watch and that starry sky projector, she really...reluctant to bear it. It was one of the few treasures that she was fortunate enough to leave in her life. She was afraid that Shi Yi would throw them away, just like throwing herself out of her life.

"Then why didn't you wear it later?" Shi Yi asked.

"I'm afraid you are troubled." After all, time has changed. If Shi Yi has completely started a new life and has a new object, and suddenly sees his predecessor still carrying the token of love she gave, he will feel more or less right.

Shi Yi snorted from his nose, "Then why did you adjust the taste of the dishes?"

Fu Sitian whispered and replied softly, "I want you to eat more comfortably."

After speaking, she also knew that her behavior was too contradictory. While taking off his watch, thinking not to disturb Shi Yi, he adjusted the taste of the dishes, deceiving himself and others knowingly. But at that time, she was struggling and sinking in contradictions like this, wanting to be close but not daring, wanting to stay away but not being able to, and even wanting to be nice to her and wishing for her to live well, it feels too much. offend.

Shi Yi played with her softly and could feel the sincere affection in her words. She fell silent, and after a few seconds, she said again: "Can I ask again... Why did you break up with me?"

Fu Sitian's grasped hand stiffened, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

When she broke up that year, Shi Yi's angry words and Shi Yi's distrust of her once again stirred up pain in her mind like a huge wave.

She never blamed Shi Yi. It's just that the deep-seated pain at that time, now that I think about it, I still remember it.

"Is it inconvenient?" Shi Yi's voice faded, and he lifted his body away a little, as if he wanted to get up.

Fu Sitian vigorously encircled Shi Yi, and put her on his waist and abdomen tightly.

"Convenient, nothing inconvenient." She said very low but softly. "Back then, on the day I went back to see my grandmother, my sister had a car accident. I don't know if I can wake up or get better. It costs a lot of money..."

Shi Yi's heart was astringent, and she squeezed her hand tightly. He heard Fu Sitian continue to say: "Furthermore, my dad is about to be released from prison. I don't know how he has been transformed and what kind of person he has become. I don't feel like it. Tomorrow..."

"I don't want to hurt you."

She spoke very calmly. At the end of the conversation, Shi Yi could even hear her tone of relief.

For an instant, Shi Yi felt painful. She only guessed Fu Siyu's point, but she didn't expect Fu Sitian to bear more than she had guessed. She had never thought about Fu Sitian and her father's hidden worries. She always thought that in those days, behind Fu Sitian's expression and strong smile, it was just the sad days and the pressure of the family to urge the marriage.

All kinds of emotions filled her heart, making her throat choking. She turned to the side, pressed her cheek to Fu Sitian's heart, tears wet her eyes.

How much hardship she had to endure, how many hardships she had to endure, these things that once made people cry, now she can say this with a smile.

She missed too much. Too much wrong.

"There is no next time." Thousands of words converged into a nasal announcement.

Fu Sitian rubbed her head lightly, and did not ask "Nothing next time", but just said: "Okay."

There is no next time to conceal, there is no next time to distrust each other, there is no next time you don’t say I don’t ask, there is no next time separation...

Whether it’s a warning, an apology, or a promise, everything is fine. She can read it all.

"Never again." She bowed her head and kissed Shiyi's hair.

Shi Yi sniffed lightly in her arms.

"What about your father?"

Fu Sitian paused when he rubbed the back of her head, and then said softly, "I'm not here anymore."

Shi Yi was surprised, raised his head from her arms and looked at Fu Sitian, "I'm sorry, I..."

Fu Sitian pressed Shi Yi's lips with his thumb, shook his head, and gently stopped her words: "It doesn't matter. You will know it sooner or later."

"He was released from prison in June the year we graduated, and died in October. Liver cancer. It was discovered too late."

Shi Yi's throat tightened. She could see that there was a faint sadness in Fu Sitian's eyes. She wanted to speak but stopped, she wanted to ask more carefully, but she was afraid that Fu Sitian would be more saddened.

While hesitating, the phone on the desktop vibrated abruptly twice.

Fu Sitian immediately concealed his emotions and showed a soft smile as usual: "It seems to be a text message from Fanlu. It may be that we can go to eat after packing."

Shi Yi had to swallow the question that was about to be exported back into his throat. Without looking back, she touched the phone with her backhand and opened the text message to check it. It was indeed Yin Fanlu who told them that the dinner had been delivered to the balcony downstairs.

"Let's go, change clothes, let's go down." Fu Sitian let go of Shi Yi.

Shi Yi stood up facing her, and placed one hand on her shoulder across a round stool, asking her not to move. "One more question at the end."

"Ok?"

"Tonight, sleep together?" Her tone was steady, but her eyes flickered.

Fu Sitian was stunned.

Shi Yi pretended to be calm: "Your bed is not wet."

Fu Sitian watched her, a peach blossom slowly appeared at the end of his eyes.

"Okay," she agreed.