Chapter 929 Old events of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 25
Over the long years, he used the toughest rules to tell her responsibilities and consequences, and used the most profound methods.
Chu Jinan has been wronged, resented, and hated.
What do you hate? Hate him for not being able to see the good in you, hate him for only seeing rules, hate him for being inhumane to you.
But... in the end, I couldn't hate him at all for what he taught me.
If she makes a mistake, he will look at her twice.
If only the care shown then was so profound.
Then she would rather make the same mistake again and again.
After that night, Liang Shangjun asked Fu Rongheng who she was.
At that time, Fu Rongheng came back from Beicheng. He didn't stay for a while. He caught the cold and his voice became hoarse: "My child at home."
"She is still young, are you too harsh on her?" Liang Shangjun.
He sneered: "It takes pain to remember."
Later, Fu Rongheng never threw away every letter sent from the Chu family.
The letters are all long and lengthy, spanning dozens of pages, filled with the daughter’s family’s eagerness to share.
I even drank two bowls of pear soup at noon today. The pears were very sweet. The pear tree in the back mountain grew three new pears. There was a tabby cat climbing the pear tree. I had a fight with it and won.
Everything is written down.
Afraid that Fu Rongheng would not know what the pear trees in the back mountain looked like now, Chu Jinan specially drew the pear trees and tabby cats, with green and vivid brushwork.
He promised: When the fourth brother comes back, I will climb a tree and pick pears for you to eat. If the fourth brother wants, he can climb the tree with me.
When Fu Rongheng was watching it, she thought to herself, who would climb a tree with her, dreaming?
She is still young and does not understand that long and meaningless speeches will not be read at all and will only annoy people.
Letters were sent one after another, filled with all the trivial daily life of my daughter's family, as well as the hidden lovesickness hidden between the lines. The bright moon shines brightly, year after year without interruption.
Before leaving the military academy, Fu Rongheng's entire drawer was filled with letters.
He read it word for word.
Liang Shangjun met Chu Jinan again in a foreign university.
She had long forgotten him, and his eyes were unfamiliar. Perhaps the only thing she remembered was Fu Rongheng's features under the dim light that night.
It's completely silent, the moonlight is serene, how deep is the courtyard?
Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about teenage things.
In the dream, there are strange things, and outside the dream, there are piles of bones. Many old things that have been forgotten for a long time are revealed and brought to light again.
It was three or four o'clock in the morning, the night was very deep, there was no dawn, and there were no lights in the house, so it was pitch black.
Fu Rongheng woke up and was no longer sleepy. He put on a military jacket and leaned against the window. There was a strong sense of loneliness permeating his body, exuding a desolate atmosphere from his bones, as if he was guarding an empty city.
He squinted his eyes and looked out the window at the still dark sky. When he lowered his eyes, his gaze faintly swept over his empty wrist. The beads he once wore when he was ill for a long time were left in a corner as he recovered from the illness, gradually gathering dust and never seeing the light of day.
Once the illness is cured, some things will naturally no longer be needed.
——"Fourth brother is the best person in the world and will definitely live a long life!"
——He has never been a good person.
——"Don't worry, Fourth Brother, you will definitely get better. I will pray to God and worship Buddha for you, build a temple and burn incense. When Buddha sees my sincerity, he will definitely show up and bless Fourth Brother for a safe and smooth life."
——Joke. He doesn’t believe in Buddhism.
——"Fourth brother, fourth brother..."
——Why do you always pester him? Doesn’t it bother you?
It felt like yesterday, with many sounds intertwined in my ears, but the room was empty, silent, and lifeless.
Fu Rongheng lazily blew the night wind, listened to the fallen leaves returning to their roots in the courtyard, and watched the tired birds returning to the forest in the sky. He coughed twice, and the night mist curled around his eyebrows, hiding his deep eyes.
Half a moment.
He laughed carelessly, and his brows fell in a scene of old friends in the mountains and rivers.
Even after the illness is cured, he doesn’t intend to let go of the people he taught!
It's the same late night. Some people stay up all night and make up their minds when they were young, while some people let themselves sink into the sea of desire without relief.
"roll!"
This scene happened many times, and Tang Hanting vowed to refuse to obey Fu Jingshen.
Only this time, something unexpected happened.
Fu Jingshen discovered a secret from Tang Hanting -
"Are you hiding something from me?"
"What are you talking about?" Tang Hanting raised her heart.
Fu Jingshen expressionlessly picked up the red velvet brocade box that fell from the dressing table and opened it. Half of the jade pendant inside had a warm and thick texture. The phoenix was lifelike and he asked in a cold voice.
"How come something that has been passed down from generation to generation in my Fu family is in your hands?"
Tang Hanting's expression changed: "Give it back to me!"
Fu Jingshen grabbed her neck and his expression became more sinister: "Answer me!"
"I don't know..." Tang Hanting was deprived of oxygen and saw her ex-boyfriend in her past life through Fu Jingshen's face in a trance. No matter what, she could not escape the fate of being entangled with him.
A white light suddenly split open the consciousness!
The modern crew, the gunshot before death, and the creepy smile on the mysterious man's lips, even her time travel into the movie seemed like a pre-planned conspiracy...
The suffocating feeling of death made her almost see that person's face clearly. It was familiar, so familiar.
"For stealing my Fu family's valuables, what do you think I am committing by sending you to prison?"
Fu Jingshen's murmur in her ears, mixed with a sticky and disgusting smile, brought Tang Hanting back to reality, and her fleeting thoughts were annihilated.
"I didn't steal it!" Tang Hanting's face turned purple. She grabbed the hand on her neck and spoke intermittently with difficulty. Even she could hardly hear her own voice, "It's... it was given to me by Chu Jin'an!"
Fu Jingshen paused for a long time before letting go of Tang Hanting.
Tang Hanting breathed heavily, and suddenly felt cramps in her lower abdomen and a nauseating feeling of vomiting.
Fu Jingshen didn't pay attention to Tang Hanting and thought in confusion.
How could Chu Jinan have...
A thunder struck, and Fu Jingshen suddenly laughed loudly.
Fu Rongheng, Fu Rongheng!
You actually gave this to Chu Jinan!
I finally caught you!
Fu Jingshen grabbed the brocade box and walked away proudly.
Behind him, a pair of spiteful eyes stared at his back, and ten slender jade fingers clenched the sheets tightly, revealing a hint of murderous intent.
Summer in Beicheng is always passionate, everything is full of vitality and flowers are blooming.
The long-anticipated Jiangxing Heavy Industry Company in Beicheng was officially established with the support of the Military Government, and invitations to the banquet were sent to every dignitary.
This invitation letter was naturally delivered to Fu Jingshen.
But at this moment, he was not at the banquet, but at the corner of Xiyu Street.
He sat in the car, propped up his chin and looked at the house not far away, tapping his fingers, like a dormant hunter, patiently waiting for something...
"Have you arranged everything for tonight?"
"Everything is in order. Once everything is done, I will immediately arrange for that person to go abroad and silence him on the cruise ship."
Huiqiu Tower, a century-old building standing in this city, is tall, solemn and antique.
Countless people were walking in and out of the banquet hall, dressed in fragrant clothes and mingling with each other.
The glitz is gone during the day, and the lights are bright at night.
All kinds of styles are displayed.
Chapter completed!