Take It Easy

Early the next morning, before the busy city fully woke up, the Han family released a statement confirming that Han Qiu had died of illness fifteen years ago, and that the woman in the video was not Han Qiu herself. The Han family will investigate the rumormongers to the end.

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

At noon that day, Shi Ying's live broadcast company stated that it would revoke her title of "King of Popularity" and file a claim for breach of contract, with the amount of the claim being as high as one million.

Subsequently, her Douyin, Weibo, Xiaohongshu and other personal new media accounts were all banned, and it was absolutely impossible to turn around again.

Losing her source of income, Fu Hui became Shi Ying's last life-saving straw. She immediately found Fu Hui who was dispatching the police, vowed that she would never lose her temper with him again, and begged him not to break up.

Fu Hui was resolute, "I have reminded you more than once, except for my sister, I can tolerate anything, but you insist on stepping on the thunder again and again. Let's get together and break up. You should be glad that my sister is fine, otherwise I will It is absolutely impossible to stand here and talk to you calmly."

Shi Ying couldn't grasp the straw, she was so angry that she was caught by her colleague Fu Hui.

Although her behavior does not constitute a crime, it violates public security management and will be severely punished for public security management.

When Fu Xiao heard the news, she didn't say anything, all her thoughts were on Han Qiu.

The injury on Han Qiu's back was serious. He had a high fever since the middle of the night, and it has been more than ten hours now.

"Xiao, you go back and rest for a while, Han Qiu has me and Xiaojiu here." Mu Qinglin said.

Fu Xiao shook his head dully and said, "It's okay, I can still hold on."

Mu Qinglin frowned, "You can hold on, what about the one in your belly?"

"Yes, sister Fu Xiao, you are not alone now." Zhou Yi squatted in front of Fu Xiao, supported her knee and said, "If sister Qiu wakes up and you fall ill, she will love you in turn. Are you willing to?"

Fu Xiao was stunned. For a moment, she lowered her head, concealed the surging emotions in her eyes, stood up with her support on the wall, and said, "Then I will trouble you all. Call me anytime if you have any problems."

Zhou Yi, "OK."

Zhou Yi handed the car keys to Mu Qinglin and said, "Yanyan, you don't need to come here in a hurry as you take Sister Fu Xiao home."

Mu Qinglin understood Zhou Yi's meaning, took the key, and left with Fu Xiao.

On the way, Fu Xiao kept looking out of the window with his head tilted, without speaking.

Mu Qinglin hesitated to speak for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "Did you really decide to resign?"

Fu Xiao came back to his senses and smiled as usual, "I've already called Lao Wang, can there be any fakes?"

"For Han Qiu?"

"Obviously."

After Fu Xiao finished speaking, his voice suddenly dropped, "I actually couldn't fully understand your feelings for Zhou Yi before. You said that she made you like that. You didn't beat, scold or be aggressive, and you kept finding excuses for her everywhere. , Find a step for yourself, lick it or not? Don't look at me like that, my words are ugly, but as a bystander, I can hold back and not say it, which is already very face-saving."

Mu Qinglin said: "I haven't personally experienced her kindness, and I don't know the reasons and consequences of her departure. It's normal to think so."

"Well," Fu Xiao responded, unconsciously stroking the hand on his body, "Now I seem to understand a little bit-it's easy to get overheated when you like someone. At that time, the 'sacrifice' in the eyes of others is just for you. The slightest change she made is not worth mentioning at all."

Mu Qinglin understands, but still wants to remind, "Han Qiu may not agree."

Fu Xiao laughed shortly, and said: "If you don't agree, it will only be temporary. She is a person whose heart is much softer than her body. She wants to be loved, and I want to love her."

Mu Qinglin said nothing more, they are all loved ones, who can understand.

After Mu Qinglin sent Fu Xiao to Han Qiu's house, he waited in the living room until evening, when Zhou Yi called, "Yanyan, sister Qiu is awake, please bring sister Fu Xiao over."

——

Hospital.

Zhou Yi leaned against the outside of the ward, leaving room for Han Qiu and her uncle Han Yunsheng to talk.

Han Yunsheng looked at the pale Han Qiu lying on the hospital bed with pity, and said, "It's fine to break up the relationship. What you want to do in the future depends on what you like."

Han Qiu coughed lightly, his voice short and feeble, "Uncle, thank you."

Han Yunsheng smiled wryly, "I was not here fifteen years ago, and I was still not here yesterday, so there is nothing to be thankful for."

Han Qiu said: "Zhou Yi changed his name and household registration. Sorry to trouble you."

"It's not a matter of one sentence." Han Yunsheng sighed, his voice was rough, "If possible, I hope you can find something for me."

"My uncle doesn't plan to get married in this life, and I'm too busy to take care of adopting a child. You are the only one I care about." Han Yunsheng thought of Han Qiu's mother's entrustment before her death, and had mixed feelings in his heart. "Your mother is afraid of me. I have nowhere to rely on when I was old, so I entrusted me to take care of you, and I also asked you to get close to me. In the past fifteen years, I hoped that you would call back every day, but what about you? Don't look for it. Xiaoqiu, my uncle has already left that house, what are you worried about?"

Han Qiu pursed his lips tightly, endured the sudden dull pain on his back, and said with difficulty: "It's not that I'm worried, but I'm afraid that if you help me, people over there will make trouble for you."

"I'm a public servant, am I still afraid of them?" Han Yunsheng said in a deep voice, "Besides, how many times have I been transferred from north to south over the years, and no one is in Jiangping, why do they bother me?"

Han Qiu remained silent. She couldn't afford to take any risks before leaving the house completely.

There weren't many people around her, and one less person would be one.

Han Yunsheng understood Han Qiu's concerns, so he didn't press her any further, but calmed down and asked her a question, "Xiao Qiu, to outsiders, Han Qiu is gone, but you have to have an identity to continue Life. Uncle means to put your household registration under my name. Firstly, it is easy to handle the procedures, and secondly, it is because of my selfishness. Before your mother left, you, my daughter, and me were the only ones who were worried. My younger brother's uncle, if we can have a multi-layered father-daughter relationship, we will have a care for everything in the future, and your mother will feel at ease if she knows it. What do you think?"

Han Qiu looked at Han Yunsheng patiently, and said after a long time, "Uncle, I'm sorry..."

Han Yunsheng smiled and said, "My uncle accepts it, so will you also listen to my uncle's words once, and handle the household registration according to my uncle's wishes?"

Han Qiu said, "Okay."

Han Yunsheng was very busy, and he came here today just to make time for dinner. After he had a clear understanding of Han Qiu's condition with the doctor, he left in a hurry.

Fu Xiao came over a few minutes later, but just missed him.

It was very quiet in the ward.

Fu Xiao went to the bed and sat down, gently touching the sweat from Han Qiu's temples with his fingertips.

"Here we come." Han Qiu opened his eyes and asked.

Fu Xiao's fingers trembled slightly, and instead he covered Han Qiu's cold face after his fever subsided with his palm, "How is it? Still hurting badly?"

Han Qiu said, "A little bit."

"I went to the nurse for pain medication."

"Little."

Han Qiu grabbed Fu Xiao's wrist, looked up at her, "I can't bear it."

Fu Xiao was stung by the dryness on Han Qiu's lips, and turned his head to one side.

Han Qiu held her, and there was a smile in his hoarse voice, "Crying again?"

"Fart!" Fu Xiao snorted coldly, "I, Fu Xiao, have lived to this age. I haven't gone through any storms. How can I cry like a teenage girl?"

Han Qiu said, "Last night, I saw it."

"..." Fu Xiao was silent for a few seconds, sat back on the chair, looked into Han Qiu's eyes and said, "The storm in the relationship is the first experience."

"What about the old ones?"

"At most, it was appropriate at the time, but not unforgettable."

Han Qiu's hand slid down, took Fu Xiao's hand, and asked her, "What about me?"

Fu Xiao said: "It was I who decided to give up everything and go wandering together."

——

Han Qiu recuperated for a month and returned to the camp before spring came.

Fu Xiao dressed lightly and went with her.

Before leaving, Fu Xiao sold his house and car.

Half of the money from the sale was given to the parents, and the other half was taken away, and they bought a property there with Han Qiu.

Later days.

When Fu Xiao ran around the world, Han Qiu took Fu Xiaoye to live in the camp, taught her how to read and grew up with her.

When she came back, they would go home at night and enjoy freedom on the vast grassland during the day.

This freedom is away from friends and family.

Sometimes, the distance will magnify the missing infinitely.

But apart from missing, one family, two generations, and three people are enough to continue the love and affection perfectly.

Of course, apart from being perfect, there are also times when each other is unhappy.

Mainly manifested in Fu Xiao and Fu Xiaoye.

——

Fu Xiaoye was wild when he was two months old.

To what extent is it wild?

Waking up six or seven times a night, tossing for at least half an hour each time.

…

The cry came from the crib again, and Fu Xiao yelled in dismay, and said to Han Qiu who had already sat up and was turning on the light: "Throw her into the field for me! Immediately!"

Han Qiu turned around, "Are you willing?"

Fu Xiao smiled, "Today either she dies or I die. In this family, you can only choose one to stay."

Misfortune was brought to the east, Han Qiu walked to the crib and asked, "What's the matter with me?"

Fu Xiao said: "You are my wife, her stepmother, it's none of your business or anyone else's business?"

"Then I choose both."

"Han Qiu!"

Fu Xiao angrily stared at Han Qiu, who was holding Fu Xiaoye in one hand, and took her a feeding bottle from the incubator with the other, for a few seconds, her voice suddenly became soft and ambiguous, "It's been two months."

Han Qiu fed the bottle into Fu Xiaoye's mouth, turned to look at Fu Xiao, "What two months?"

"It's been two months since I gave birth to your little air-tight padded jacket." Fu Xiao leaned against the head of the bed, her thin white fingertips slowly slid across her collarbone, and peeled off one shoulder strap, "You don't miss me?"

Han Qiu leaned against the table and stared at her for a moment, "Didn't you say that it hurts so much that you don't want to move?"

"Today I will allow you once." Fu Xiao who was speaking got up and stood on the floor, raised his hand, and removed the other shoulder strap.

Nightgowns piled up at the feet.

Even though Han Qiu was mentally prepared, his hands shook uncontrollably the second he saw it.

In her arms, Fu Xiaoye was eating happily with the bottle in her mouth, Han Qiu couldn't let go, but Fu Xiao had already walked behind her, with soft arms that seemed to be boneless around her waist, and was about to tilt her head to kiss her neck.

"Little..."

"Huh?" Fu Xiao kissed her, her voice became ambiguous, "Say, do you choose her or me?"

Han Qiu's body tensed up, his breathing fluctuated, "Choose you."

"Then you turn around and kiss me."

"Ono hasn't finished eating yet."

"Then you still chose her." Fu Xiao's mood sank, and so did his body.

Han Qiu lowered his eyes, and before he could see clearly, he squeezed the bottle tightly, without making a sound for several seconds.

Fu Xiao raised her hand calmly, rubbed her thumb back and forth on her index finger without any resistance, looked up at Han Qiu, and said jokingly, "I don't seem to be doing anything wrong, what are you doing? "

Han Qiu's eyes were dark, he looked at Fu Xiao deeply, and said, "Continue."

Fu Xiao pursed her lips, looked at Han Qiu, and kissed him lightly.

…

While Fu Xiaoye drank the bottle of milk, Han Qiu raised his head slightly and let out a long breath.

Fu Xiaoshi got up and tidied up for her, and before going back, he did not forget to praise, "It tastes good."

Han Qiu remained silent, carefully put Fu Xiaoye back into the crib, turned off the light, lay back, listened to Fu Xiao's unsteady breath, and said, "Xiao Xiao, I said something before."

Fu Xiao turned sideways, leaned on her shoulder and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Han Qiu turned his head and looked at her in the silent moonlight, "Four months will always pass."

Fu Xiao recalled, and there was a trace of provocation in his eyes, "It's been more than two months, but so what? It's not in my hands."

Han Qiu hugged Fu Xiao's waist, and whispered in her ear: "I promised not to break my promise to you, but I still want to do my best."

The voice of Han Qiu who spoke was unprecedentedly low.

Fu Xiao was taken aback, it was too late to run, she didn't know what was going on, so she asked Han Qiu to turn over, raised her waist, and turned into kneeling.

Fu Xiao was taken aback, "Is it because I reacted slowly, or did you secretly learn a few tricks behind my back?"

Han Qiu's knee was next to Fu Xiao's, and he opened the top inch by inch, "You didn't react too slowly, and I didn't secretly learn from you behind your back. I didn't pay attention when you tied it with a cuff before."

"You **** lied to ghosts?! Why don't I remember that you were so energetic last time?" Fu Xiao roared angrily.

Han Qiu leaned over and kissed the hot skin behind her ears, "I'm a veterinarian and I don't have much strength in my hands. How can I give them CPR, and how can I make them lie down and treat me?"

Fu Xiao was stunned, "Fuck! Is there an equal sign between me and your animals?"

Han Qiu said, "I don't have such a weird hobby."

"you…"

In the middle of Fu Xiao's words, he buried his head deeply, and a mournful whimper soon overflowed from his throat.

Ono heard this sound so often that she always used one word when evaluating her mother-"crybaby".

Fu Xiaoye has a great forgetfulness, before he was two years old, his impression of Fu Xiao was only this little, and he didn't remember his face at all.

Every time Fu Xiao went out for a month or so, she would always block the door when she came back, staring at her vigilantly and saying, "Who are you?"

Fu Xiao wanted to push her head back to her stomach, "Your mother!"

Fu Xiaoye was pushed down and sat on the ground, holding his head and crying loudly, "You bad crying woman hit me again!"

Fu Xiao laughed angrily, "This bad woman almost threw you out to feed the wolves when you were two months old, do you know that?"

Fu Xiaoye was stunned, and a few seconds later, he tilted his head, opened his mouth, pulled his throat, and cried earth-shatteringly.

Fu Xiao felt that his ears were going deaf.

She quickly walked to the sofa and sat down, plugged in the earphones and called Han Qiu.

Han Qiu was still on his way back, and it took about an hour to arrive.

Fu Xiao had to shoulder the job of coaxing someone, after all, it was the flesh that fell from her body, so it was good to cry, Han Qiu didn't fight her desperately.

"Ok?"

Fu Xiao held his chin in doubt and thought, there seems to be no cause and effect between these two things.

Fu Xiao walked up to Fu Xiaoye irritably, kicked her **** and said, "Don't cry."

Fu Xiao stared at Fu Xiao with tearful eyes for a second, and cried even louder.

Fu Xiao scratched her hair, ran to the suitcase to find the colored pencils that Zhou Yi asked her to bring to Fu Xiaoye, stood on top of her head, and said, "Your aunt gave it to you."

Fu Xiaoye's crying stopped abruptly, "Auntie, still remember me?"

Fu Xiao glared, "She hasn't come to see you for five months, yet you still remember her?" But I can't help it!

Fu Xiao wanted to smoke someone.

Fu Xiaoye has already got up, and ran away with a pencil in his arms, his little back is clumsy, look at it...

Fu Xiao leaned sideways against the wall, proudly said: "As expected of being born by me, no matter how you look at it, it's so cute."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xiao suddenly turned cold, "If you are dumb."

Fu Xiaogang had been floating outside for two months and was a little tired. He wanted to lie down on the sofa for a while and wait for Han Qiu to come back.

Who would have thought that the sky would be dark in this sleep, and when I opened my eyes again, the sun would almost set.

Fu Xiao picked up the phone and looked at the time. When she turned her head to put it down, she saw Han Qiu sitting at the table. She was stunned for a moment and asked, "When did you come back?"

Han Qiu looked up, "Three hours ago."

"Why didn't you call me?" Fu Xiao quickly got up and walked over, and said in a bad tone: "We have to fly half a circle around the world to see each other, how difficult it is, can you afford to waste such a long time all at once? "

Han Qiu was supported by the table. Fu Xiao raised his chin and said meaningfully, "You don't know if you can afford it or not?"

Fu Xiao raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and kissed.

"Tsk, take it easy, your tongue will almost kill you." Fu Xiao said with one corner of his lips curled up.

Han Qiu leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes were not lowered, "Should I remind you of this lightly?"

Fu Xiao rubbed her hard, straddled Han Qiu's lap, pulled her upturned collar, and kissed her again.

In just a few seconds, the silent air was completely broken by the fierce entanglement between the lips and teeth of the two.

Fu Xiao said, "Han Qiu."

Han Qiu responded, "Huh?"

Fu Xiao laughed and said in a low voice, "It's not dark yet, bear with it."

Han Qiu heard the meaning of Fu Xiao's words, and looked up at her, "Are you okay?"

Fu Xiao said, "Better than you."

Han Qiu, "Okay, what are you breathing for?"

Fu Xiao, "Are you breathing?"

"No."

Fu Xiaoye's calm voice came from under the table, and Fu Xiao was so frightened that his face turned green.

"I'll count to three, close the door, and disappear from under my nose!" Fu Xiao yelled through gritted teeth.

Fu Xiaoye crawled out from under the table, with tears in his big eyes, looked at Han Qiu aggrievedly and said, "Mother Qiu, why don't you talk? You don't want Xiaoye anymore?"

Han Qiu said: "Mother Qiu and Mother Xiao have something to talk about, you wait outside for a while."

Fu Xiaoye changed his face like flipping through a book, stopped crying instantly, and instead hugged the box of pencils that Zhou Yi gave her, and said dejectedly: "Okay, you need to talk faster, Xiaoye will be hungry when the sun goes down , to eat..."

Fu Xiao was expressionless, "Three, two..."

"boom!"

Fu Xiaoye skillfully closed the door and shut himself out.

Han Qiu was helpless, "Why do you have to pinch Xiaoye every time you come back?"

Fu Xiao lowered her head and kissed Han Qiu's neck, "She's been occupying you for two months, so why don't I feel bad?"

Han Qiu leaned his head back, "Yes."

Fu Xiao kissed quickly, and said in front of Han Qiu, "Now let me have a good time."

…

Outside the door, Fu Xiaoye sat on the steps, frowning.

The kid who was playing next door saw her, and ran over to her quickly and asked, "Xiao Ye, are you unhappy?"

Fu Xiaoye shook his head and sighed, "Our Jiaxiao's mother is crying again, she loves to cry so much, I can't even say anything about her, it's so embarrassing."

The child covered his mouth and giggled, "Xiaoye loves to cry too."

Fu Xiaoye stood up and retorted angrily, "I didn't!"

"you have!"

"Don't run away!"

Fu Xiaoye chased his friends and ran away towards the sunset. Behind them, in the house surrounded by the sunset, the woman's weeping voice lasted for a long time before gradually subsiding.

Han Qiu helped Fu Xiao clean up, kissed her soft shoulder, and said, "Do you want to go for a walk? Once today is over, this summer will be over."

Fu Xiao was drenched in sweat and short of breath, "The legs are still weak, wait for me for five minutes."

Han Qiu said, "Okay."

Soon, Fu Xiao and Han Qiu went out holding hands.

"Have you heard about Han Dingyang?" Fu Xiao asked.

Han Qiu said "hmm" and said lightly, "If Han Dong hadn't stopped me from calling the police and made Han Dingyang suffer, perhaps these girls would not have been victimized."

"Now that the matter has been revealed, the entire Han family has been dragged down by him."

"That home is old-fashioned and decaying, and it will be a matter of time before it is pushed to the forefront."

Han Qiu's tone was very calm, as if he was just talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Fu Xiao smiled silently, and did not continue.

The two walked along the quiet country road.

After walking for about ten minutes, I saw Fu Xiaoye and her friends on the side of the road.

"Fu Xiaoye, what are you doing there?" Fu Xiao shouted from afar.

Fu Xiaoye stomped his foot annoyed, ran over to Fu Xiao quickly, and whispered, "Don't call me by my name!"

Fu Xiao sneered, "I gave you your name, so I can't call you anymore?"

Fu Xiaoye sneaked a look into the distance, blushing like a monkey's ass.

Fu Xiao noticed the clue, patted her on the head, and asked, "Have you taken a fancy to that young lady?"

Fu Xiaoye's face turned even redder, "She is so white, as white as the snow I saw at my grandparents' house."

Fu Xiaoye, who was speaking, put his small hands behind his back, wringing his fingers very hard.

Fu Xiao looked at the music, pushed her shoulder and said, "Are you still embarrassed? Isn't your face almost reaching the corner of the city wall?"

Fu Xiaoye pushed back his shoulders and said angrily, "I hate it!"

Fu Xiao, "It's better to hate than you want to make friends but dare not speak up."

Fu Xiaoye hooked his fingers and raised his head, "Am I really worthless?"

Fu Xiao said: "If you don't come to talk to me today, you will change your name to Fu Xiao in the future."

"Okay." Fu Xiaoye stood on his toes, dawdled for a long time, and said, "I'm going."

Fu Xiao, "Hurry up. Ah, by the way, speak Chinese."

Fu Xiaoye nodded and said, "Okay."

"Be polite."

"OK."

"Keep your voice down."

"OK."

"Smile kindly."

"Oh, don't say it, my head is still so small, how can I remember it?"

Fu Xiao said: "If you don't listen, you won't listen to **** chanting scriptures. Remember to call me sister."

Fu Xiaoye's eyes turned red, and he could cry at any time, "My heart is about to jump out, and you still say it."

Fu Xiao raised his hand and pulled an invisible zipper on his mouth.

Fu Xiaoye held back the tears that he could put in and out, pulled his clothes, stomped the dust on his little leather shoes, and mustered up the courage to go to the girl who was standing not far away by the roadside waiting for her father to repair the car and said, "Sister, my name is Fu Xiaoye, I have my eyes on you."

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