Take It Easy

The office area at three o'clock in the afternoon is quiet and dull. Some people are so busy that they don't touch the ground, such as Fu Xiao, and some people are drowsy writing manuscripts, such as An Xiang.

Suddenly there was a "buzz", which made An Xiang startled, sat up quickly, and looked around blankly.

On the opposite side, Fu Xiao raised his phone and said, "Don't panic, my WeChat."

An Xiang limp back to the table, and said weakly, "Sister Fu Xiao, how did you manage to stay energetic all afternoon without taking a lunch break?"

Fu Xiao opened his mouth and came, "Love."

This is so shameless.

An Xiang actually took it seriously, shouted, and said dejectedly: "I am indeed the only **** in our news center."

Fu Xiao made up his sword, "It's okay, your master's old face is thick enough to withstand your throwing."

An Xiang collapsed, master was long and master was short, and he read it like Mu Qing was gone.

Fu Xiao was too lazy to talk to An Xiang, leaned back, and quickly checked the WeChat message Han Qiu sent.

Han Qiu: [We have reached the Liangshan service area, and we will get off the expressway in two hours. 】

Fu Xiao: 【Go directly to my place? 】

Han Qiu: [No, let’s go home. 】

"???" Didn't they all collapse, why go home?

Just when Fu Xiao was wondering, two more messages popped up at the bottom of the dialog box: [When I was an adult, my grandfather gave me a house. 】

【Location】

Fu Xiao opened the position and glanced.

In the old town, very close to the provincial station.

Fu Xiao thought of the two hours he spent on the road every day, and suddenly became jealous: [I can no longer experience the joy of being given a house by my grandpa]

Han Qiu was quiet for a while before returning: [Building 1-Unit 2-1101, 112358]

Fu Xiao: [? 】

Han Qiu: [House number and gate password, you can go there at any time. 】

Fu Xiao was stunned.

This was a coming-of-age gift from her grandfather who brought Han Qiu up, and she gave it to her so easily?

Their relationship is not that deep.

Fu Xiao looked at the screen, not knowing how to respond.

Han Qiu didn't wait: [Let's go. 】

Fu Xiao's quick reply: [Pay attention to safety]

Han Qiu: [Yes. 】

At the end of the conversation, Fu Xiao glanced at the password again—the first six items of the Fibonacci sequence, so simple that she couldn't even remember it, but go...

just go!

Go in a moment!

"Give it a try" is also a serious talk, okay, what are you talking about!

No, isn't it shameful to go without an invitation?

You have no face in front of Han Qiu.

Now start to show your face.

Fu Xiao put the mobile phone on the table, sighed and thought, tonight I have to stay alone in the boudoir again, lonely, lonely.

"Ugh!"

The courier has also been received, but unfortunately there is no one to help evaluate the effect.

"Ugh-"

Sighing in two breaths, Fu Xiao successfully depressed himself, and had no intention of continuing to work at all.

As soon as my mind was idle, the urge to urinate suddenly came.

Fu Xiao stood up silently supporting the table, and walked to the bathroom.

Seeing that her belly was getting bigger and bigger, she could hardly control the frequency of going to the bathroom.

It's all the fault of the chick!

Fu Xiao knocked the one inside through her belly, and said viciously: "Fu Xiaoniu, you have added another debt!"

Fu Xiaoniu was not afraid of intimidation, and even kicked Fu Xiao with the strength she was about to use for breastfeeding.

Fu Xiao hurriedly supported the wall, slowed down for two seconds, and said with a sneer, "Little girl Fu, you're done, your stepmother won't be coming home tonight."

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There was no one in the bathroom.

Fu Xiao planned to stay for a long time, so he chose the innermost toilet to sit and play with his mobile phone.

After a while, two people came in.

Fu Xiao didn't have the habit of listening to people's corners, but the two insisted on making her the center of the conversation.

"Oh, have you heard that Fu Xiao is divorced?"

"No way, didn't she and her husband talk about it from college? The seven-year itch is over, why are you getting divorced?"

"It must be that she is too busy to climb up."

"Still fierce."

"Hahaha, it's the truth."

"It's not that I'm making sarcastic remarks. Ever since Mu Qinglin returned to the news center, Fu Xiao's sense of presence has really diminished."

"Can there be two tigers in one mountain? Fu Xiao's ability is comparable to Mu Qinglin's, but unfortunately his temper is too bad, not as stable as Mu Qinglin's."

"Director Wang understands this much better than us. Once he leaves, Mu Qinglin will definitely be the director of the news center."

"Then Fu Xiao will be promoted to deputy director in a logical way? She wins awards every year, and her ability and qualifications are enough."

"That's right, but do you think that she will be able to sit happily?"

"That's right, as long as Mu Qinglin is around, Fu Xiao will have to pick up Mu Qinglin's leftovers all the time. She is quite pitiful. The two of them are obviously classmates. They failed the exams at school, and they have to be overwhelmed when they work. .”

"What's the pity, the monthly salary of a person is three times that of ours, okay?"

"Is it really that tall?"

"I can still lie to you, I know..."

The sudden sound of flushing water inside interrupted the conversation between the two.

The two stood in front of the sink, looked at each other awkwardly, and hurriedly turned off the water and left.

Halfway there, Fu Xiao was frightened and froze by Fu Xiao who came out of it unhurriedly.

"Fu, Sister Fu." The younger girl almost cried when she uttered.

Fu Xiao smiled and said, "I was talked about by you from home to work, but I didn't cry. Why are you crying?"

The girl dared not speak, and looked at the person next to her for help.

Fu Xiao had an impression of this person, named Miao Fangtong, who came in at the same time as her, and was assigned to the dispensable Science and Education Channel, and hadn't been doing very well.

Fu Xiao thought about it, and really couldn't remember where he offended her.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Miao Fangtong was frightened by the stares, and said with a stiff neck, "We're just telling the truth, are we breaking the law?"

The corners of Fu Xiao's mouth curled up, and he said lightly: "I don't break the law, I break the law."

"Fu Xiao!"

"Stop **** calling my name, it hurts my ears."

Miao Fangtong blushed with anger, "Fu Xiao, if you have the ability to fight with Mu Qinglin, what's the point of throwing fire at us!"

Fu Xiao laughed, "I'm throwing fire at you? You guys are so mean, you **** on my head, and you didn't know how to wipe your **** clean, so it's my fault? Sister, why don't you judge?" Fu Xiao said to the side Said the girl who was already crying.

The girl grabbed Miao Fangtong and repeatedly apologized to Fu Xiao, "Sister Fu, don't be angry, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

Fu Xiao's expression cooled down, and he spoke again, with a deep voice, "Next time if you want to be mean, you'd better change someone else. I, Fu Xiao, scold me wherever I go. I have never been a good person! Especially you Miao Fangtong, you can't do it yourself. , don't be jealous of others under the guise of talking about private life."

After saying that, Fu Xiao turned and left, and could vaguely hear Miao Fangtong cursing unwillingly.

Fu Xiao turned a deaf ear to it.

For the next three hours, the work efficiency was surprisingly high.

This is her, the more others say she is not good, the more she wants them to keep their eyes open.

At six o'clock, Fu Xiao packed up his things and left.

At this point, the gate of the provincial platform was blocked in a mess, and Fu Xiao became extremely irritable when he was washed by the smell of gasoline in the taxi.

In particular, she was in a really bad mood today.

After walking less than 50 meters in ten minutes, Fu Xiao couldn't bear it any longer. He opened the navigation to find another way, but he paused the moment he clicked into the input box, and almost entered the latest search record——Han Qiu's house.

The navigation shows that turning right at the next intersection is only a twelve-minute drive, which can almost completely avoid congested roads.

Fu Xiao pointed his finger on his leg, pondered for a moment, and decisively asked the driver to change the destination.

Anyway, Han Qiu had already returned, and she had a legitimate reason to go there.

So, what is the reason?

Fu Xiao turned his head to look out of the window to think, and was awakened by the two young men who hugged each other in the street and gnawed unbecomingly.

Fu Xiao quickly opened WeChat to find Han Qiu: [Beauty, come. Door. Service. Service, twenty at a time, do you want an appointment? 】

After sending the WeChat message, Fu Xiao confidently waited for Han Qiu to reply.

No, until she stood at the door of Han Qiu's house, there was still no activity on her WeChat.

Haven't come back yet?

Fu Xiao thought, now that it has been twice as long as the two hours Han Qiu said, she should climb home even if she crawls.

Is that coming back and going out again?

Still busy?

Fu Xiao was most annoyed by guessing out of thin air, she switched the bag to her left hand, and decisively entered the password to open the door.

The lighting in the room is very good, and the area looks much larger than Fu Xiao's 150, but the furniture is less than half of her house, so it looks very empty.

Fu Xiao put on disposable slippers, walked a little inside, and smelled the pungent smell of smoke.

Fu Xiao frowned, and quickly walked into the living room.

Han Qiu was indeed there.

Hearing footsteps, Han Qiu turned his head and said calmly, "Here we are."

Fu Xiao looked at the woman sitting bowed on the sofa from afar, and somehow felt that something was wrong, but couldn't say it all at once.

She put her bag on the sofa, walked to the ventilated window and leaned against it, looked at the mobile phone on the table and said, "The mobile phone is right under your eyes, why don't you reply to WeChat?"

Han Qiu raised his head, his eyes were clearly on Fu Xiao, but it seemed that he was looking through her to a certain nothingness.

"The phone is out of battery." Han Qiu said, almost at the same time, a text message notification came into her phone.

With a "ding", the screen lights up.

At a time like this, anyone should explain a thing or two about the fact that the lie was exposed face to face.

Han Qiu seemed not to hear it, and bowed his head back, holding the half-burned cigarette between his fingertips.

Fu Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up straight, "Han Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

Han Qiu shook his hand holding the cigarette, and after a long silence, he suddenly spoke, his voice became low and hoarse, "I was going home."

"?" Fu Xiao was startled, and said, "You are at home now."

Han Qiu didn't seem to hear, and said to himself: "But I encountered a little delay."

"Han Qiu!"

"I didn't deliberately not reply to WeChat or answer the phone, I just couldn't find a place to charge it temporarily."

Seeing that Han Qiu was talking nonsense like a lost soul, Fu Xiao panicked completely. She didn't care about second-hand smoke or not, and strode over to grab Han Qiu's hand.

Han Qiu broke away and avoided her, "I have blood on my body, don't touch it."

Fu Xiao was stunned.

Han Qiu's body was obviously clean, without anything.

At this second, Fu Xiao finally understood what was wrong with Han Qiu.

Han Qiu always looked at her when talking to her, but he didn't get up just now;

Han Qiu worried that she was pregnant, and never smoked in front of her, but now there is still one lit, and he did not immediately remind her or take measures when she came into the room;

Han Qiu was the same as what she saw on the balcony that day, the roots of her hair were full of sweat;

What Han Qiu said just now was not meant for her at all...

"Han Qiu, what's wrong with you?" Fu Xiao became even more flustered.

Han Qiu pulled Fu Xiao's hand on his back, and had difficulty articulating, "It's nothing, just, my back hurts a bit."

Fu Xiao said along, "Let me take a look."

Fu Xiao went to take off Han Qiu's clothes.

At the beginning, Han Qiu was just immersed in a confused consciousness and didn't resist too much. It wasn't until Fu Xiao's fingers touched the skin that she seemed to wake up suddenly. She grabbed Fu Xiao's hand and said, "Dongdong, go back. Come on, sister is not clean, don't get your clothes dirty."

Fu Xiao's wrists ached from being caught, which was far less intense than the impact of Han Qiu calling the wrong name and looking over - except for a large blank space, there was nothing inside. Wen Tun stabbed into Fu Xiao's heart slowly, she felt a little pain.

Han Qiu let go of Fu Xiao, put out the cigarette in the ashtray with shaking hands, and pressed his shoulders down bit by bit.

She looked really uncomfortable, her knuckles turned white as she clasped her fingers so tightly, her side face was full of edges and corners from gritting her teeth.

She probably put all her strength into it.

But even so, there was still a painful masturbation forced out of her throat while she was not prepared, shaking Fu Xiao's heart and eardrums.

She concluded a fact: Han Qiu was trying to digest a very difficult matter.

She didn't know exactly how difficult it was. The only thing that was clear was that she was very upset and unhappy watching it.

Fu Xiaoteng stood up, went to Han Qiu and knelt down on one knee, gently opened her hands, held her face, and said, "Han Qiu, take a closer look, who am I?"

Han Qiu closed Fu Xiao's eyes blankly and remained silent for a long time. She leaned over cautiously and touched Fu Xiao's lips, and then a second time soon. Finally, she squeezed one hand on the side of Fu Xiao's neck, The other hand hooked her shoulder and kissed her deeply.

Fu Xiao felt suffocated.

Han Qiu's hand was too strong, and the kiss was messy.

But inexplicably, the heavier the pinch on the side of her neck, the more excited she became.

Her rationality was occupied, and knowing that it might not be a good time, she uncontrollably followed Han Qiu's wishes and lowered her head to touch her.

Fu Xiao had unprecedented patience.

Han Qiu just leaned on the sofa, looking down at her without saying a word. From the shortness of breath to the slight tilt of her head, she didn't make a sound, and even her eyes didn't change much when she met the brief and extreme dizziness for a few seconds. It was so plain that Fu Xiao mistakenly thought that she was no longer obsessed with her lips. The joy that her mouth brought her.

There was more of that stuff that could be wiped off with paper towels than ever before.

Fu Xiao suddenly felt that Han Qiu, who was restrained too much, was extremely strange.

It was so strange it was almost frightening.

She imitated Fu Hui's fawning gesture, supported Han Qiu's knee, and called her softly, "Han Qiu."

"Hmm." Han Qiu said quietly, her voice was deep and slow, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion.

Fu Xiao's throat tightened, and he unconsciously clenched Han Qiu's knee.

Han Qiu trembled slightly, the blackness in his pupils began to gather, and soon there was a shock similar to fear and guilt, "Fu Xiao..."

In an instant, Fu Xiao's subconsciously tense emotions relaxed.

She still restrained her breathing, trying to make herself look normal.

"Finally recognized who I am, what happened to you just now? It's like a ghost is on your body."

When Fu Xiao complained, he paid close attention to Han Qiu's expression—except for apology, there was no blank.

Han Qiu didn't answer Fu Xiao's question, but steadily helped her up and sat on his lap, looked at her for a while, and said, "Fu Xiao, I'm not feeling well right now, can you please hold me?"

Fu Xiao was stunned, they always just go to bed, kissing is rare.

Embrace…

never.

Will such a simple action be more useful than the love that just touched the soft and vulnerable place?

Fu Xiao is not sure.

Han Qiu told her, "On the first night in the hospital, after you fell asleep, I told you another sentence - I never broke out in a cold sweat during the night with you in my arms."

Han Qiu's ending sound was very soft, sweeping a drop of sweat from the side of her face and hitting the back of Fu Xiao's hand, her tightly pursed lips trembled slightly,

She hugged Han Qiu purely because of the difference in sleep, and she did it instinctively after falling asleep, so Han Qiu didn't need to take it to heart.

But she was not only caring, but also said it so seriously.

Fu Xiao felt very uncomfortable.

She always felt that Han Qiu shouldn't be like this, so...

Fu Xiao frowned.

The word "humble" is a bit serious, but after looking at the strange Han Qiu just now and making a comparison, the most accurate word that can come to her mind is "humble".

Correspondingly, she thought that the real Han Qiu should be higher than the Han Qiu she met in the camp.

So what was it that made her so humble that she needed a human hug to ease her pain?

gay?

That was the only thing she could guess.

This decision made her unable to return home, relatives who were unwilling to contact, or, there were more details that she did not know.

Fu Xiao pursed her lips, passed her hand through Han Qiu's waist, and slowly hugged her.

The room was very quiet, and the setting sun was speeding down.

Fu Xiao leaned her head on Han Qiu's shoulder. For the first time, she knew that a hug could hear a person's heartbeat so clearly, and she would lure her step by step, adjusting her heartbeat to the same rhythm as hers.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the clouds passed by the window, and the setting sun was facing two directions.

When he was about to disappear, Han Qiu suddenly said, "Fu Xiao, it's done."

Fu Xiao was already used to this movement and posture, he was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and sat up.

Han Qiu said, "Go to the bedroom and stay there. I'll clean up here."

Fu Xiao frowned again.

Before he could speak, Han Qiu spoke again, "You are pregnant, and smelling too much stuff here is not good for you or your child."

"Is it okay if you smoke so much?" Fu Xiao blurted out.

Han Qiu said, "I'm not in a very good mood today."

Fu Xiao was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Remember the time when you came out of the closet?"

"Yeah." Han Qiu said, "Sorry, I lied to you that day. I haven't forgotten about it, but I don't want to mention it."

"Then don't mention it."

"You've already seen it, so I have no reason to continue to hide it from you." Han Qiu avoided the details, and only said in a few sentences, "I was 22 years old when I graduated from my closet with my family, in front of outsiders. My father is a A very face-saving man, he gave me two choices, one, to be a normal person, and two, get out of the house. I don’t think I’m abnormal, so I can only choose the latter. At that time, my grandfather was the only one in the family who could veto my father. Man, only he dares to go out and find me."

Fu Xiao's heart beat faster, and when she realized something, she quickly grabbed Han Qiu's hand and said, "Han Qiu, I understand, don't say any more."

Han Qiu looked at her calmly, "Fu Xiao, you need to know everything before you can make the right decision."

"Han Qiu!"

"Grandpa looked for me for a day and a night. He had a heart attack and couldn't even go to the emergency room. My father was very angry, and the relatives who came to condolences also accused me, and I had to pay the price for my behavior."

"...at what price?"

"I haven't seen my grandfather for the last time, and I won't be allowed to worship at his grave for the next fifteen years."

"Is it true that you were still beaten?" Fu Xiao asked, otherwise, why would he say that his back hurts and feel that there is blood on his hands?

Han Qiu said: "Yes. The memory of that day is so deep that I would sweat profusely at night. Occasionally, like today, I couldn't tell the time. I always felt that I was still there and hadn't come here."

Fu Xiao felt cold all over.

She was also brought up by her grandfather, so she knew exactly what kind of feeling it was.

Whether her grandfather passed away or died naturally, it took her several years to get over it.

Han Qiu...

"No one said anything for you, let you see grandpa, or, don't you need to be beaten?" Fu Xiao asked softly.

Han Qiu said: "No, they just listened to my begging, and then watched me leave coldly."

"Not Han Dong either?"

"She's too young to dare."

"Fart!" Fu Xiao was furious, "I would rather have my grandfather break my leg and protect my younger brother when I was only 11 years old! I'm not young?!"

Han Qiu's eyes lightly envelop Fu Xiao, "She's not you."

Fu Xiao's breathing sank, and she suddenly understood why Han Qiu hadn't even called Han Dong in the past fifteen years—because she was protecting people everywhere, and she stood by and watched the only time she needed help.

She is not "cool" at all.

On the contrary, when she couldn't tell the time, she still subconsciously called Han Dong "Dongdong" and reminded her not to stain her clothes.

She should be a gentle person.

She should have thought about going home as soon as possible, so as not to worry grandpa, but something delayed her.

She probably didn't deliberately not answer the calls from her family, but the phone was out of battery.

These things that Han Qiu would only justify himself when he was in a mess can get her forgiveness, but they won't change the result.

So, she didn't say it when she was sober.

Stupid!

Fu Xiao was angry for no reason.

Han Qiu remained silent, "It's a long way to leave home. I'm in so much pain that I can't hold it. I hope someone can follow me and give me a hug. That way, I can at least leave decently." , don’t let grandpa worry, but no one is willing, this incident has become a regret in my subconscious, and it happens every night.”

"Fu Xiao, when you hugged me, I was quiet." Han Qiu looked into Fu Xiao's eyes and said, "I'm not a very nostalgic person, who left me, or who was left by me, I I will never look back, except for you. I always thought that coming back for you was caused by impulse, or because I couldn’t get it. Now I should be able to tell you clearly that you are the person I long for subconsciously, so I will come back I'm looking for you."

Fu Xiao's heart beat like thunder.

Didn't they just enter each other's trial period, why did they suddenly have such a heavy heart?

Even though this intention was only Han Qiu's subconscious dependence, she still found it inconceivable.

Han Qiu said, "Fu Xiao, now you can make another decision."

Fu Xiao asked: "What decision?"

Han Qiu said: "Do you want to try with me? I am not a good person."

The first reaction in Fu Xiao's mind was, "You are not a bad person either."

Saying this is tantamount to saying yes.

But she just has a little heart for Han Qiu, and it's far from being a burden for her.

She's not ready yet.

Han Qiu had expected it a long time ago, and she said calmly: "You shake your head, I will leave right away, and I will never set foot in your life again."

These words seem familiar.

Han Qiu said something similar when he expressed his heart to her for the first time.

Fu Xiao became angry in an instant, "You're threatening me again!"

Han Qiu did not use "You don't like me, why should I threaten you" to excuse himself like that time, but replied Fu Xiao without hesitation, "Yes."

Fu Xiao stood up and left.

Walking to the door, he strode back again, looked down at Han Qiu condescendingly, and said, "I still like being raped!"

In the twilight light, no matter how bad Fu Xiao's attitude was, no matter how harsh his tone was, he couldn't stop the blurred and soft facial contours.

Han Qiu looked up at her, and the light and shadow projected on her face outlined her facial features clearly and three-dimensionally. Her eyes are black and quiet, like a boundless deep sea, even if it makes a person drown, it will remain calm.

"Fu Xiao, if you promise, you won't have the chance to go back on your word." Han Qiu said in the silence of the room, "I said before that I won't easily quarrel with anyone irretrievably. This means that even if you want to turn back one day, It's also hard to find a reason for me to let you go."

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