Stunned for You

A gentle and clever response numbed Fu Sitian's whole heart.

The passing pedestrians cast their sights, Fu Sitian was too embarrassed, but he was reluctant to break away from Shi Yi.

"Everyone is watching us." She lowered her eyelashes and reminded in a low voice.

Shi Yi teased her, "I am embarrassed now?"

Fu Sitian blushed even more. She raised her eyes to look at Shi Yi, with an unconscious anger.

Shi Yi's throat moved and suddenly wanted to kiss her eyes. But out of season.

She constricted her eyes, and as soon as she suppressed her mind, she heard a vague broadcast from the waiting hall that the train of Fu Sitian was about to start checking tickets.

Obviously Fu Sitian heard it too.

"Ah, I have to go in."

Shi Yi let go of her, "Can I still go in when I come out?"

Fu Sitian has no confidence: "It should be possible."

When Shi Yi was surprised, he burst into laughter from his nose. This little rabbit, who seems so shy and timid, is sometimes really bold and exciting.

"It's okay. If you can't, change your sign. I'll wait with you."

Fortunately, it is actually possible to get in after another security check.

Stepping into the waiting hall again, Fu Sitian's mood was completely different. With Shi Yi's "I will too", she seemed to float above the clouds.

The train leading to Ningcheng drove as usual, quickly drove into the tunnel, and drove into the darkness she feared most. Fu Sitian looked straight into the darkness, but his mind still looked like Shi Yi was standing outside the hall.

Her girl stood in the sun and in the light, watching her leave and waiting for her to go back.

Like a lighthouse in the dark, guiding her home.

Fu Sitian touched the invisible red thread on his wrist and slowly bends a smile.

After an hour and a half of driving, she got off at Ningcheng Station.

The temperature in Ningcheng seems to be lower than that in Shencheng, the sky is overcast and cold, and it is raining lightly. Fu Sitian walked across the covered bridge, put on his hat, and was about to walk into the rain screen when his phone vibrated.

Take it out, it is Shi Yi's text message.

"Is it there? Is it raining?"

Fu Sitian was slightly surprised, and directed his frozen fingers to type: "How do you know? There is a little rain."

Shi Yi returned quickly. He didn't say how to know, but just told: "Skybridge usually sells umbrellas. If you don't bring one, buy one and don't catch a cold."

Fu Sitian curled his lips and said, "Okay."

She agreed nicely, put her phone away, and looked back at the stall selling umbrellas and power banks on the flyover, still reluctant. She pulled her hat, dragged her luggage and ran into the light rain.

Yu Si greeted mercilessly on her face and hand, Fu Sitian thought of Shi Yi's text message, but her heart was warm.

While still on the bus, the rain suddenly became much heavier. After getting off the bus, Fu Sitian waited for a long time, but finally couldn't wait to trot back in the rain. No matter how thick the coat is, it will still get wet after a long time. The damp and cold sensation infiltrated and invaded, and Fu Sitian became more uncomfortable as he walked, and finally reached the door of Fu Jiantao's house.

Insert the key into the lock, unscrew the door, and as soon as he put the suitcase into the anti-theft door, Wang Meifen's voice came from the kitchen: "Is Tian Tian back?"

Fu Sitian closed the door, his voice trembling with the cold: "Yes, aunt, I am back."

Wang Meifen asked: "Is it raining outside?"

"Yes, a little bit."

"Don't bring the suitcase in. It's wet. The floor of the house was mopped yesterday."

Fu Sitian slipped into the damp clothes, and for a moment, his heart warmed all the way cold suddenly.

Without a word of concern, the aunt only cared that her floor was not soiled.

In fact, it has always been like this, it's nothing. Fu Sitian quickly adjusted his mentality and warned himself that he should not be spoiled by Shi Yi. She can't ask others like that. Wang Meifen has no obligation to care about her.

She answered "Okay", obediently placed the suitcase by the door, took out the clothes to be changed, put on the summer sandals worn by the guests, rolled up the wet trousers and then stepped into the living room.

Fu Siyu didn't go to college in the end, and went to the repetition class of a key high school at a high price. Now it hasn't been on holiday, and he doesn't go home for dinner at noon.

After twelve o'clock, Fu Jiantao came back from the lunch break, and the three of them had a meal together. Fu Sitian greeted Fu Jiantao and Wang Meifen and said that she would go back to her hometown to accompany her grandma in the afternoon.

Fu Jiantao wanted to keep her at home for two days to rest. Fu Sitian was worried that meeting Fu Siyu at night would make her unhappy. He retorted that he was worried about her grandma and wanted to go back to see her first. Fu Jiantao didn't keep her.

In the afternoon, she dragged the suitcase by the door, took the umbrella, and took the bus again to another home that did not belong to her.

Buses drove out of the prosperous urban area, with fewer tall buildings on both sides, and after rows of low storefronts, there were scattered rural self-built houses and cultivated land.

The fields are planted with lettuce, green and continuous, and it looks like a rare vigor in the winter, which makes people feel a lot clearer.

Fu Sitian took out his phone and took two photos out of the car window, subconsciously wanting to share it with Shi Yi.

A dialog box can be opened, and after selecting a picture, she pauses with her finger to send. The chat background picture is the snow scene that Shiyi shared with her when she traveled in Japan last year. Obviously, it seemed that this piece of greenery was already very unusual. But when I took it into the photo and put it into the background of this chat, everything suddenly faded. It's mediocre, not worth mentioning.

Fu Sitian hesitated again and again, and finally pressed "Send".

This was the only life she could share with Shi Yi.

Fortunately, Shi Yi also found it novel, and asked her what kind of vegetable it is, can she grow without building a shed in winter. Because he was worried that Fu Sitian would get motion sickness, Shi Yi didn't let her look at her phone more. The two didn't talk a few words, but Fu Sitian was happy all the way.

In the evening, she arrived at the house where the old man lived alone.

To do a good job of psychological construction, she opened the gate of the courtyard. Unexpectedly, the old man was not in the yard or in the hall. She was a little uneasy. She called "grandma" all the way in, and finally heard the old man's familiar voice at the door of the old man's bedroom: "Called the soul."

Fu Sitian was relieved, closed his mouth, and stepped into the threshold with a low eyebrow.

The old man was half leaning on the bed, his meticulously combed hair was frizzy, and his entire face was visibly older than half a year ago.

An emotion arose in Fu Sitian's heart, which could not be said to be distressed, but it was a bit uncomfortable. She said nerdly: "Grandma, I'm back."

The old man looked at her and asked, "Have you eaten yet? I've left food for you in the pot."

Fu Sitian shook his head and thought about it: "Uncle said that you are feeling sick recently. Is it... where is it?" It is not an old man's habit to go to bed this morning.

"Can't die, stomach hurts, old problems. You go to eat first."

Fu Sitian was accustomed to obedience to her, did not dare to ask more, nodded and went first.

After eating, she returned to the old man's bedroom to accompany her, pour her water and cut the fruit, fearing that the fruit was too cold, she even cut it into pieces and blanched it in hot water. The old man lay on the bed and occasionally asked her a few words about going to school in Shencheng.

The glass blocks the roaring cold wind out of the window, and the white lamp tube emits light and heat above the head. I don't know if it was because of the illness, the old man's tone seemed to be calmer than usual. For a few moments, Fu Sitian almost thought that there was a little warmth between them.

But soon, her illusion was shattered.

"Is the prison far from your school?" the old man asked suddenly.

When Fu Sitian heard the words "prison", his head was trembling, "I... don't know."

As soon as the voice fell, an enamel cup hit her feet, making a loud noise.

The moment the pain came, the old man's angry voice followed: "It is better to raise a dog than to raise you! Have you read all the books in the belly of the dog?"

"It's so close, you never wanted to go and see your dad!"

Fu Sitian's back stiffened, his throat became dry, and he couldn't answer a word with his lips.

She is not a quibble person. She admitted that she did not. She knew that Fu Jianze was her father. After he paid for his sins, she should still be filial to support him. But she couldn't find her feelings for him. The kindness he had given to him when he was young is very vague, but when he was addicted to drugs, he smashed and scolded, punching and kicking his mother when he asked for money, but it was her long nightmare.

For a long time, she could not fall asleep in a space where there was no light at all. Looking at the blackness, she always felt that she had been put in the safe, dark cabinet by her mother again, and then her mother's heartbreaking and frightening wailing would sound again.

But these are completely insignificant things to grandma. She doesn't care about this. To her, she may actually be a dog she raised to guard the rest of her son's life.

The heart of motherhood is like this.

Fu Sitian suddenly felt sad.

The phone ring rang abruptly, and Fu Sitian didn't dare to see who was calling, so he hurriedly pressed it off.

The old man gritted his teeth tightly, as if suppressing his anger. After the two compartments were silent for a long time, the old man said again, "I'm old. From now on, your father will rely on you."

"For so many years, I have provided you with food for you and for you to go to school, for what you know in your heart. If you are not filial when Dad is released from prison in a few years," she paused, her eyes cold and cold, "I'll be dead. , No ghost will let you go."

Unbeknownst to the cold wind pouring in from the slit in the window, Fu Sitian was so cold that his heart trembled. The light that Shencheng brought back could hardly bear the gloom here.

She came out of the old man's room and slept in the room next to the old man, where Fu Jiantao and his wife usually slept for convenience.

She leaned on the door panel, lost her mind for a while, then lowered her head to see where she was hit on the back of her instep.

Wuqing is a piece.

Stretched, active and not in the way. She moved back to the bed and sat down, remembering to take out the phone to check the call just now.

It's Shi Yi!

She couldn't tell whether she was surprised or annoyed, or even inexplicably wronged. She called back, and soon, Shi Yi's reassuring voice sounded: "Are you done?"

For a moment, Fu Sitian's nose was sour. She restrained and replied, "Well, I was in grandma's room just now."

She was funny, why did she suddenly become so vulnerable. Today is the whole day, not only has become fragile, but also has become naive, so that Wang Meifen and grandma have unexpected expectations.

Shi Yi cared: "Are you okay?"

Fu Sitian replied, "It's okay, but it's a lot haggard."

"Do you want to accompany the bed at night?"

"No need to."

"Then take care of her and pay attention to yourself."

Fu Sitian's gloomy eyes gradually cleared, and a smile quietly climbed onto his cheeks, "Well. I will call it every day, and I won't give you a chance."

Before leaving for the station, Shi Yi put her on the electronic scale once, recorded her weight, and said very domineeringly that if she came back, she would be punished.

Shi Yi knew what she was talking about and laughed.

Fu Sitian asked, "Have you gone to Auntie's house?"

"Ok."

The two chatted aimlessly. Shi Yi talked about her holiday arrangements. Next week, she will fly to the west with her friends, and then rent a car locally for a week-long self-driving tour.

Fu Sitian cared about her travel notes, Shi Yi listened in a good mood, and invited them to go out together if they had the opportunity next time.

The two were still chatting, the air was suddenly rushed into the confined space, and the glass made a "bang" echo.

The door was opened vigorously.

The old man stood at the door and asked calmly: "What time is it? Who are you still calling?"

Fu Sitian's smile froze on his face, his lips quivered, and it took several seconds to find his own voice: "Say something to classmates."

The old man looked at her a few times, frowned, and closed the door.

Shi Yi asked in a low voice, "Is it inconvenient?"

Fu Sitian's face was hot, and he squeezed out an "um" from his throat.

There are no footsteps outside the door, and the old man may have not left yet, and has been standing at her door.

Fu Sitian clenched his fists, his heart sinking like he was being held down by a boulder. She said with difficulty: "I'm going to hang up first."

Shi Yi replied without a tone: "Okay. Good night."

Fu Sitian hung up the phone, looked at the void, and remained silent.

After a long time, a very small movement finally sounded outside the door.

The old man walked away.

Fu Sitian choked his throat, limp on the back of the bed, and a sense of weakness and suffocation swept through her body. She stared at the dialogue interface on the phone screen, trying to explain something to Shi Yi, but she didn't know where to start, and she couldn't say it.

In the end, she just said: "It was grandma who came in suddenly. Recently, I slept next to her. The soundproofing is not very good. It may not be convenient to speak. [Embarrassed]."

Shi Yi second replied, "It's okay, let's contact WeChat via SMS."

The two chatted with text for a long time, when Shi Yi was called by his mother to have supper, and the two ended the chat.

After the end, Fu Sitian was reluctant to close the window and looked back at the chat log several times before taking a deep breath, closing his heart, cheering up, opening the small table and notebook, and starting the translation work.

Her translation is fast and the quality is high. She also got a high IELTS score this semester. The manuscripts assigned to her are more difficult, but the unit price is also much higher. She almost prepared the money for Valentine's Day gifts, but she still wanted to save a little more for this winter vacation.

She has no time to waste on depression.

No matter what, she has the extremely precious present and even future with Shi Yi at this moment. She doesn't want to drag Shi Yi, let alone wronged Shi Yi.

She will always work hard for this.

The author has something to say: sorry for being late.

Everyone is so fickle, do you want to abuse after only a few chapters? Mo Fang, isn't it that we haven't counted the moles yet. [Manual dog head]

Fu Xiaotu cried so loudly: oooooooo, how about the moles?

Shi Yi felt distressed: Don't be afraid, then we won't count moles.

The little bunny stopped choking, looked at it for two seconds, and suddenly shook his long ears into waves, crying even more sadly.