Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 238 I have never forgotten her.

At this time, news of her came from California, she had already returned to China, to Wancheng, and now she is living in the new house that Fu Jingxing bought in Wancheng.

That's right, she went to a foreign country for Fu Jingxing and gave birth to Jiashu's lovely child. She raised Jiashu without complaint or regret, and endured the lonely but long years alone. She must still love him deeply. Fu Jingxing, so, after four years, she still returned to Fu Jingxing's side...

She once said that if she really let go of everything in the past one day, if she can really come out and start over, she will probably be with him...

So now, he is afraid that even this little bit of extravagant hope has been lost.

Qu Fengchi supported the table with one hand, stood up slowly, and focused his attention on the almost real prosthetic limb on the side.

From the day he lost his arm until now, he has never been willing to wear it.

He didn't like the intrigue in the family when he was a child, and he only wanted to live the life he wanted to live.

He is not the kind of outgoing personality. His father often said that he had his own small world, and he would not go out, nor would others enter it. He likes movies, and he is obsessed with the kind of colorful life that one person can interpret a hundred kinds of life. When the other children were playing outside, he had already nestled in his father's screening room all day long, watching almost all the classic films at home and abroad.

He wants to make movies, like his idol Leslie Cheung, who can leave his place on the screen.

He left home and went to the mainland. From his humble beginnings, he started to work hard. In the end, he won the Best Actor Award in three years and became a star that everyone was looking forward to.

But he is still indifferent to fame and fortune, just indulging in his movie career, he never thought of giving up his hobby, just like he never thought of leaving Palm Pearl.

But in this world, you can never do whatever you want.

From now on, he will never set foot in that circle again, and he will no longer be able to perform all kinds of sad or happy lives in front of the camera with his heart.

Qu Fengchi raised his good right hand, and slowly pressed the center of his eyebrows. A faint redness appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

He stood in front of the window and looked at the huge lotus pond in the house. It was almost summer, and the lotus flowers would be so red in the sun. That was his father's favorite scene. He was cooling off by the pond, just the father and son, and no one else.

The leaves rustled overhead, the lotus leaves and flowers danced in the moonlight, the cicadas chirped, the insects sounded, and the lotus fragrance was sent to the nose by the wind.

He was lying on the bamboo mat, eating the fragrant lotus seeds. A man like his father, who used to be all-powerful, waved a fan for him and looked at him with satisfaction.

He said, my phoenix pool, in the future it must be a dragon and a phoenix among people, not a thing in a pool...

He smiled innocently, threw the lotus seeds one by one on his father's bald head, and laughed haha. His father was a violent person, but he shook his head helplessly, smiling with love on his face.

Later, as he grew up, he became less and less close to him. When he was young and rebellious, he even hated his rude words and frequent cursing. He liked to be alone, even if he just sat quietly by the pond. So, I don't want to play around with him like I did when I was a child.

He still vaguely remembers how the old man looked at him from afar, but didn't dare to approach him to disturb him. He still vaguely remembered that one day he was drunk and took his hand and kept nagging, how did his son grow up? Is it because I am no longer close to Lao Tzu?
He forgot what he said at that time, probably the words that hurt him again, because since then, he has never said such words again.

But now, how much he misses that old man, the bald old man with loose skin and a round belly, that strong muscle, that stubborn old man who would rather soak in the pond than blow on the air conditioner in the summer .

The old man who had scars and gunshot wounds on his hands and body could gently touch his face.

How much he misses him. If he is still here, even if he doesn’t like it, he will accompany him for a walk every day, drink tea, drink a glass of wine with him when eating, and listen to him patting his legs and using Northeast-flavored music. accent, talking about his youthful days in fresh clothes and angry horses...

But now, the lotus pond is still there, and everything is as it was back then, but that person, the person who loves him the most in the whole world, will never come back.

In the future, he will walk alone, forever, always alone.

Qu Fengchi raised his hand, and the water marks at the corners of his eyes were still there. Ning Qingyuan pushed the door in and saw Qu Fengchi's thin and pine figure at a glance. His eyes fell on the empty sleeve of his left arm. Involuntarily blushed again.

"Fengchi, the car is ready, shall we go to the airport now?"

Ning Qingyuan closed the door and approached him. Qu Fengchi looked at the greenery on the lotus pond, and it took a while before he responded: "Let's go, Qingyuan."

He turned and walked to the side, and took the prosthetic limb. Ning Qingyuan was overjoyed at first, but then became even more sad: "Fengchi, have you...you thought it through?"

This prosthetic limb costs sky-high prices, and it is almost fake. If you don't look carefully, you won't see artificial traces at all, but Fengchi used to get angry every time he saw it, but today...

"Qingyuan, help me."

Qu Fengchi handed him the artificial limb, rolled up the empty sleeve with his right hand...

There was only half of his upper arm left, Ning Qingyuan turned his face away when he saw the smooth incision, but his nose became sore: "Fengchi, if you don't like it, forget it..."

A person who pays attention to his appearance like him, but now his body is disabled...

Ning Qingyuan felt really uncomfortable, but he didn't want to cry in front of him, so he could only hold back and persuaded him.

"I don't want her to know."

"Fengchi...do you still think about her?"

Ning Qingyuan asked softly, Qu Fengchi smiled slowly, raised his finger, and caressed the plain silver ring hanging around his neck, caressing the smooth surface of the ring with his fingers, his smile made people feel sad: " Qingyuan, I have never forgotten her."

　I almost burst into tears, and my parents will always be my tears. . .Although I often quarrel with my parents, I am sure I really love them! !
　　
　
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