"What opportunity?" Fu Shimi asked, locking Fu Lijun.
Fu Lijun sat up and looked at her from a high place, "Be my Fu Lijun's wife."
Fu Shimi paused, "Do you think the feng shui has changed? When I wanted to marry you before, you were cold to me. Now I don't want to marry you anymore, you want to marry me again. Haha."
"Yes, I thought about it. If you want to get married, you will be more pleasing to women, and I will not like others. Besides, you are my son's mother."
"Hehe." Fu Shimi smiled.
This sentence is the best love words she heard from Fu Lijun's mouth.
"After getting married or not getting married, you are not a person who is lazy and lazy to beat me. I have made up my mind and will not change again. Maybe I will regret it in the future, and no one is sure that the decisions made every moment are correct. That is life. Think clearly, are you sure that you want to see me within a year? I am a person, sometimes, you owe you. You will be angry." Fu Shimi kindly reminded.
She is almost the same as before, dares to act, but she is more mature than before.
He is indeed not a tangled person.
Not to mention pestering women, I have never even looked down upon women.
"Give me a reason to convince me, why choose him? It's not me. Follow him. If his father doesn't like you, you may not have a good life in the future." Fu Lijun reminded.
"He likes me very much. For me, he can be enemies with the whole world, and it is a passionate way. You just think that there should be a mother with a child to start a family. You regard marriage as part of your work, and meticulously adapt and manage yourself well, just as a new attempt."
Fu Lijun was silent, and Fu Shimi was right.
He didn't know her, but she knew him very well.
"I understand, you don't have to care about the contract. If you want to leave, you can leave. I won't pursue it. Go out, I want to rest for a while." Fu Lijun said in a deep voice.
Fu Shimi didn't say anything else, stood up, turned around, and walked out of his room.
Fu Lijun looked at her toolbox and recalled what she had just said.
It seemed as if something was flying away from his palm, but he subconsciously wanted to close his hands.
like?
He has never mentioned this word, even if he is concerned about Fu Yue, it is because Fu Yue was raised by him since childhood, and it is his responsibility.
But now, my heart is inexplicably sour and astringent.
Fu Shimi went out and did not go back to the room, but just sat on the sofa, dazed.
"Xiaomi, you'll get the massage so soon?" Aunt Zhang asked in surprise.
"No, he is a little tired, so I'll come out first." Fu Shimi said in a dim mood.
"You won't be quarreling again, are you?" Aunt Zhang worried.
"No." Fu Shimi remembered the invalidation of his contract and pulled the corner of her mouth, "He is still concerned about his old love. Whether it was me who was sorry for him or he let me down, the relationship should not be forced to disperse with the wind. Aunt Zhang, I'll go to the supermarket, buy some vegetables, and make dumplings in the afternoon."
"Okay, I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time. In the past, there were stoves, and the village people came to help make dumplings. I have been making them for a day. Now there are no stoves in the city. There are no stoves in the villages in my countryside, and there are fewer and fewer families making dumplings." Aunt Zhang sighed.
"I'll buy some utensils." Fu Shimi said, going out.
Mingming �
This is how life is. If you can’t get it, you have lost it.
Bang.
Fu Shimi rushed forward and hit the steering wheel.
She thought she was thinking about her worries and didn't concentrate on driving, so she wanted to park and check it out.
Another bang, the car behind him hit her car and left.
Fu Shimi was surprised, it was clearly intentional.
She looked back and saw that the window of the car behind was pure black and could not see clearly inside. She had a bad premonition, was someone going to hit her to death?
She wanted to speed up, but with a bang, the car behind hit her hard again, and it accelerated significantly, pushing her towards the car in front.
If this continues, she will soon become a meat pie.
Fu Shimi looked to the side. It was a river. Before she could think too much, she lowered the car window and turned around.
The car crashed straight into the railings of the bridge. Because of the huge impact, she hit the front and side. The airbag bounced away, and her left hand felt as if she was unconscious.
When the car rushed into the river, the front of the car would go down first and sink completely within two minutes.
Her speed is fast, and the river surface is very wide, and her swimming level is very extraordinary.
Fu Shimi didn't care about the pain and just got out of the window, the car sank completely.
Many people saw the accident on the bridge, and many people stopped to watch it.
The bridge was too high to the river, and no one dared to jump down to save people, but someone called the police.
Fu Shimi swam desperately towards the shore. The more nervous she was, the more she was not able to swim. She had already choked a lot of saliva in her nose, her neck was sore, and she had no strength. She felt like she would drown in the river.
No, she can't die. What if she dies, what will happen to her daughter?
She Fu Shimi, a female loser of her generation, died like this, which is too cowardly.
A wave came over and hit Fu Shimi's face. She choked on the water again, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't swim at all, and she sank down.
The people on the cargo ship discovered Fu Shimi and jumped off the boat. Fu Shimi felt someone holding her chin, and her consciousness suddenly blurred and fainted.
She was awakened by a choking sip of water from the back of her throat, and opened her eyes, aiming at a young man.
"I woke up. It's okay, it's okay." The woman's voice sounded.
Fu Shimi looked next to her and saw a young woman with a braid and dark skin.
She was on the boat, and the boat had already stopped near the bridge, and there were still many people watching on the bridge.
"Are you okay?" the young man asked again.
Fu Shimi sat up.
She had just walked around the gates of hell, but she didn't have a cell phone, and her bag sank into the bottom of the river with the car.
"Thank you, you saved me, thank you." Fu Shimi said in a panic.
"Let's have a cup of brown sugar ginger tea first, and there's a blanket. Put it on first. There is a pier in front of you. We'll take you ashore." The young woman said, bringing Fu Shimi a blanket and ginger tea.
"Thank you, thank you." Fu Shimi wrapped herself in a blanket, took a few sips of ginger tea before she got a little better, and calmed down.
"Why can't you think so? If we hadn't just drove the boat by, you might have drowned." The young girl said in confusion.
It’s not that she couldn’t think so, she was murdered!!