It has been more than thirty-six hours since last night.
If Fu Jingting didn't rest during the day and was busy all the time, that means he didn't close his eyes for almost thirty-six consecutive hours.
How can my body bear if this continues?
There's nothing she can do if she's just worried. She can't ask Fu Jingting to stop working and take a rest now, right?
Rubbing her cheeks, Rong Shu sighed. Seeing the car in front of her moving, she quickly calmed down her emotions and put the car into gear and started the car.
After driving out of the congested road section, Rong Shu's driving became much smoother. Apart from traffic lights, she did not experience any parking incidents.
However, when the car was about ten kilometers away from Repulse Bay, Rong Shu parked the car on the side of the road and walked towards an antique-looking store on the side of the road.
This is a shop that specializes in selling Chinese pastries. It has been passed down from the last dynasty and has a history of more than a hundred years. It can be said that it is also a tourist attraction in Haishi.
The most important thing is that the traditional Chinese pastries in this restaurant taste good, and many people visit it every day.
Even at this time, there are still many people in the store.
Rong Shu opened the store door and went in. She went directly to the ordering machine and said to the clerk: "Hello, do you have any more mugwort cakes?"
She asked a little uncertainly.
Mugwort cake is one of the specialty pastries of this store. However, because many people are not used to eating mugwort and it tastes a bit bitter, not many people buy it. Therefore, there is a certain number of mugwort cakes in the store every day.
, limited to one hundred copies, it will be gone once sold out and will only be available the next day.
Rong Shu is one of the few people who can accept mugwort cake.
Moreover, she is not only able to accept it, but also likes to eat it, and has done so since she was a child.
Because of this, when she was little, her father would laugh at her for having such a weird taste.
However, as she grew up, she ate less, not as often as she did when she was a child, but only once in a while.
"Miss, you're lucky, we still have the last one." After hearing Rong Shu's question, the clerk immediately looked at the inventory and replied with a smile.
Rong Shu also laughed, "It's actually the last one. It seems I'm really lucky. Wrap it up for me."
"Okay, a piece of mugwort cake, please wait a moment." The clerk smiled at Rong Shu, and then gave what Rong Shu wanted to the packing staff behind.
The packing process was a bit slow since there were so many people ahead of us.
Rong Shu was not in a hurry and simply sat in the empty seat next to her and waited.
There is free water on the small table next to the empty seat.
After Rong Shu took a glass of water, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Jingting: Are you not done yet?
She thought Fu Jingting wouldn't reply for the time being, but she didn't expect that just when she was about to put away her phone, her phone lit up, and Fu Jingting's message came back: It'll be a while, it's almost over, are you still awake?
Mr. Rong put down the water glass, his red lips curled up, his mood obviously improved, and he typed faster: No, I haven't gone back yet.
Fu Jingting, who had just come out of the planning department and was walking to the office, saw this sentence and immediately stopped and frowned.
Assistant Zhang who was following him almost bumped into him because of his sudden braking.
After stabilizing his body, Assistant Zhang quickly took a step back, pushed his eyes that were slipping a little, and asked quickly: "Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"
Fu Jingting ignored him and typed a message back to Rong Shu: You haven't gone back yet? Are you in Tiansheng? Or are you outside?
Rong Shu looked at these three consecutive questions and knew that the man was starting to worry about her not going home yet. She smiled and replied: Outside, I just went to the cemetery to see my father, and tomorrow is Rong Yuan's court hearing.
I should tell my father about this, but I'll be home soon, don't worry.
It turned out that I went to the cemetery.
Fu Jingting's frown relaxed slightly.
He thought she was out shopping and hadn't returned yet.
Fu Jingting, who was no longer worried, breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted his feet and continued walking forward.
Assistant Zhang saw that he was back to normal. Although he didn't know what happened just now, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Fu returned to normal, and then hurriedly followed him.
As Fu Jingting walked, he lowered his head and typed: OK, go home early, it's not safe outside.
Rong Shu responded with a smile: Yes, I know, okay, you can go ahead and I won't disturb you anymore. Don't drive by yourself after you get off work later. You haven't rested all day and night. I don't worry about you driving, so I asked Assistant Zhang to take you there.
you come back.
Seeing Rong Shu's concern, Fu Jingting's eyes were so gentle that they almost turned into water. His Adam's apple slid slightly and he replied with one word: OK.
After that, Rong Shu put away her phone and stopped chatting with him.
She wanted him to finish his work early, so she didn't disturb him.
Looking out the window, Rong Shu took a sip of water with a gentle smile on her face that made her heart calm.
At this time, another door in the store opened, and a middle-aged man and woman walked in.
This pair of men and women have extraordinary temperaments and are well-dressed. They look like they are wealthy people.
It's just that the man's face is pale, thin, his eyelids are black, and he has one hand on his waist and abdomen. At first glance, he looks like a seriously ill patient.
The woman next to him kept supporting him, her eyes were still a little red, and she was crying at the first sight, which further confirmed that this man was a patient.
"Really, it's so late. Instead of going home to rest, we came here to buy mugwort cakes." The woman, Mrs. Gu, looked at Gu Yaotian beside her and gave him an annoyed look.
Gu Yaotian patted her hand that was holding his arm, and a gentle smile appeared on his pale face, "Don't you like to eat this?"
Mrs. Gu's eyes widened slightly, "So... you called me out as soon as you got off work and came with me to buy it because I love eating?"
"Yes." Gu Yaotian nodded weakly, "I don't know how long I can live in this body. I was too busy in the past and focused on the Sansheng Group. Now that I am about to die, I suddenly realize that I rarely accompany you.
I'm sorry for you."
"No." Gu Yaotian's eyes, which were already red, became even redder now. Tears kept rolling down his cheeks, and he kept shaking his head, "You haven't sorry for me, Yaotian, you haven't sorry for me."
Gu Yaotian just smiled faintly, "I know in my heart whether I'm sorry or not."
In the past, his love was taken away by Rong Hao, causing her to lose her daughter after giving birth and fall into madness.
Even though he adopted Manyin later, although it brought a little comfort to her heart, he knew that an adopted daughter was an adopted daughter after all, and could never fill the pain of losing her biological daughter. The comfort could only comfort part of it, but it could not comfort the whole thing. Her heart,
There is always a part that is empty.
This is because he feels sorry for her.
In addition, in the past decades, although he loved her in his heart, he still valued Sansheng and the Gu family more than her, and rarely accompanied her. She always liked to travel, and he had promised her in the past.
I went with her, but it never materialized.
Now that I am old and dying, I start to think about the past, and then when I think about it, I realize how sorry I am for her, for this wife who has never disliked him or left him.
The more sorry he is, the more he regrets all the unfulfilled promises he made to her in the past. Now, even if he wants to fulfill many of them, he can't.
