When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

Fu Sihan froze, clutching Chi Baiwan's sleeve at a loss.

Did he actually say that?For so many years, Chi Baiwan has been submissive, so why is he so unhappy...

He didn't think about it.

For a moment, he thought of the drip needle hole on Chi Baiwan's arm, the stitches on the skin, the superposition of old and new wounds, and the blue and purple flesh and blood under the intact skin had ached thousands of times.

Fu Sihan held Chi Baiwan's ankle, it was icy cold there, no matter how he rubbed it, it wouldn't get hot, because it was a piece of dead meat, and it wouldn't hurt to cut it with a knife.

Fu Sihan lowered his head, unable to bear the tearing pain in his breathing, he almost knocked his forehead on Chi Baiwan's knee, his scalp was tight, and his eye sockets were sore.

Did the attitude towards Chi Baiwan go too far just now?You shouldn't have kissed his chin so aggressively...

But what should he do to qualify?He really wanted to touch Chi Baiwan.

Yes, it must be because Chi Baiwan is still angry, no matter what he does is wrong.

-

The guests left early tonight. Tomorrow is the opening day of the stock market, and they all went back to watch the market. They came for profit, but they just said goodbye to Fu Sihan before leaving.

Fu Yun didn't mind Fu Sihan's pressure on him. In other words, this was exactly the situation Fu Yun wanted, and it should be passed on from generation to generation. He was always satisfied with Fu Sihan's means and scheming, and God As he wished, he passed all these on to Fu Sihan from generation to generation.

However, when he saw Fu Sihan and Chi Baiwan coming out of the back garden, his expression was not good.

Fu Sihan drank cup after cup with the guests and chatted indifferently.

Chi Baiwan sat at the round table and ate something, his movements were slow and his expression was dull.

Fu Yun recalled that night on Gratu Island, when Chi Baiwan was forced by Fu Sihan to dance a sexdance, even though he was reluctant at that time, he was open.

Unlike now, like a tightly closed clam, no one can pry open the door of his heart.

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Fu Yun deliberately asked the old housekeeper to leave Chi Baiwan behind, and asked the servant to close the courtyard door early.

"Grandpa Fu, I want to go home, I don't want to stay here, I love the bed." Chi Baiwan's voice was modest and polite, neither humble nor overbearing, "There is no room for me here, I can't sleep."

"Why not? Xiaohan's room is your room. When you come to our house, don't be too polite. You can do whatever you want."

Even though Fu Yun said so, his expression was not polite, and he spoke in an irresistible gentle tone with the strength and tolerance unique to the older generation of superiors.

Chi Baiwan is very different from five years ago, but he has to admit that no one dares to be presumptuous in front of Fu Yun.

"Okay then, thank you Grandpa." Chi Baiwan agreed softly.

It wasn't a bad feeling to be called Grandpa by him. Before, I only knew that he was Fu Sihan's lover, but once I met him, I felt pretty good.

Fu Yun gave Chi Baiwan a point in his heart, and looked down at his watch, "Go wash and sleep first, Xiaohan, you stay, I have something to tell you."

Fu Sihan stood at half an arm's length away from Chi Baiwan's side, his brows and eyes were very cold, his expression didn't change a bit, he said "Okay" lightly, and looked at Chi Baiwan again, his eyes were like hot iron.

Anyone can see Fu Sihan's desire and dissatisfaction at the moment, and Fu Yun probably knows what the two of them did just now.

Chi Baiwan ignored him and asked his servant to lead him through the lively crowd at the party to the door of the room, "Mr. Chi, this is the young master's bedroom. He lives here every time he comes home."

Chi Baiwan frowned, and asked reluctantly: "Are there any other rooms available?"

The servant kept a polite smile, "Yes, but since the old man said so, you have to stay here."

Fu Zichen came out of nowhere, "Yes, the old man's words are the imperial decree. In this family, ah no, in the whole upper city, except for my elder brother who dare not listen to him, everyone else is useless."

"Is it... I..."

Suddenly, Chi Baiwan rubbed his temples, bit his lower lip, felt a little unsteady, and fell backward——

Fu Zichen was stunned, his body reacted faster than his mind, and he stepped forward and hugged him: "Sister-in-law, you want me to die! Don't frame me like this! If my brother watches, I'll go...you're okay Bar?!"

Chi Baiwan knew in a daze that Fu Zichen kicked open the door, carried himself into Fu Sihan's bedroom, and strangled him desperately: "Little sister? Little sister!"

Chi Baiwan's head was so painful when a steel nail was drilled into his skull with a hammer, it made him breathe heavily, and he curled up by his collar like a shrimp. It took him a while to open his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, hot tears blocked his vision, his whole body lost strength, his hands and feet were numb, his lips were numb, his meridians spasmed and trembled, his heart beat palpitatingly, and his heart rate was close to the critical value.

This is the first time he has lost consciousness since he woke up, and there is no sign at all.

long after.

"I'm fine..." Chi Baiwan got up weakly from the bed and wiped the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, the smell of blood was only in his mouth, and he didn't really spit it out. It would be terrible.

Fu Zichen still didn't believe it, and his long eyebrows were frowned. These eyebrows are the standard of the Fu family, "What kind of sick and weak body are you? Does my brother know that you have convulsions at every turn?"

Chi Baiwan breathed slowly, picked up the phone from the ground, blew on it, and put it on the bedside.

The pain was so bad just now that I had no strength in my hand and dropped the phone.

"Your brother knows." Chi Baiwan lied. After all, he only discovered this matter himself. He didn't want Fu Zichen to talk too much, so he simply said a few words perfunctorily.

"Oh." Sure enough, Fu Zichen didn't ask any more questions, and sat down beside Chi Baiwan's bed, crossing his legs together, "Little sister-in-law, I..."

"Don't call me little sister-in-law." Chi Baiwan said lightly, "I have nothing to do with your brother, we just slept together."

Hearing this, Fu Zichen was agitated by Chi Baiwan's eyes that forced his composure but was on the verge of collapse.

Chi Baiwan leaned gently on the head of the bed, his limbs were too weak to lift up, his whole body was crooked, and even his eyes were empty and confused, "Are you okay? Go out if you're okay."

Fu Zichen wanted to ask him if he really had some serious illness, but Chi Baiwan's gentle but distant eyes suppressed the conversation when he raised his eyes.

"Actually, I have something to do." Fu Zichen forced the words out of his throat, "I know brother likes you, but not Fang Miao. Can you persuade brother not to agree to the marriage?"

When he said this, Fu Zichen was very disturbed, he couldn't explain why, Chi Baiwan looked pale and sweaty on his cheeks, his fingers were hanging limply on the quilt, his tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes were drooping, and his neck was also bowed , as if unable to bear the weight of the head.

Fu Zichen was just a rich man who was not well versed in human affairs, he simply felt that Chi Baiwan was uncomfortable.

Chi Baiwan's muffled voice came from his jaw, it sounded very tired, and he couldn't avoid it, like avoiding fire: "What happens to your brother is his business, I don't care."

Fu Zichen ate the door shut, and wanted to say something again, Chi Baiwan was already silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fu Zichen sighed, but he was still alive, heaved a sigh of relief, and exited the door.

-

At the same time, the basement of the old courtyard house.

Fu Sihan was sitting on the sofa, with his slender legs spread apart, holding a stack of photos in his hands, all of them were Chi Baiwan, and the background was the room of the Rose Hotel. The photos were very clear, and they were all naked of Chi Baiwan. ﹉According to.

Fu Sihan's face was like sinking water, and he turned the stack of photos over and over several times. Fu Yun couldn't take it anymore, grabbed the photos with his bare hands and threw them on the table, with a stern voice: "I've seen it more than ten times, so charming, go back to the room by yourself at night. look!"

Fu Yun could only win a photo of the note.

[Changing your face to become a star?It's beautiful to think, Chi Baiwan is a dog, a cheap dog, he sticks his butt up when given a delicious bone!I know you like him, and I want him to pay the price for you!Fu Sihan, you are blessed, you ruined my life, I want your lover to avenge this revenge! 】

Fu Sihan couldn't tell whose handwriting it was. Every word was printed and pasted in various fonts, and he gave the photo to Fu Yun.

Fu Yun: "Xiaohan, over the years, your business has grown bigger and bigger, and you have provoked more and more enemies outside, and it has already affected others."

Fu Yun raised his hand to signal for people to throw the photos into the fireplace and burn them. He looked at the flames without looking back at him, and said in a low voice, "Before you came, this package of photos was left at the door of the house. The person who sent the photos knew your whereabouts." , you have fallen into a passive position, which is contrary to our family's family training."

Fu Sihan didn't speak. After a long time, he replied: "I know, I will go and receive the punishment myself."

Fu Yun's old but sharp eyes looked beyond the flames, trying to see the flaws in Fu Sihan's face.

But no, Fu Sihan was very calm. He watched the fire burn the stack of photos into ashes intently, and stretched out his hands to warm the fire.

Fu Yunwei sighed inexplicably, and lay back on the armchair, "Then what are you going to do? Once your hotel is exposed to have a hidden camera, then you can't explain to the customers, and the hotel must be closed."

Fu Sihan looked at the fireplace silently. The warmth burned his hands but didn't penetrate his heart. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the red fingertips, "I want him to pay the price."

Fu Yun leaned over and looked at his side face probingly: "There are many people who want to mess with you, and the kid...do you know who it is?"

Fu Sihan's eyes were ice-cold, and the orange fire cast shadows on his cheeks. His long eyelashes covered his eyelids, making him look quiet and handsome.

"No matter who it is, you can't ruin Chi Baiwan." Fu Sihan said, "He is mine, and I will do everything possible to satisfy him whatever he wants. Now that he wants to be a star, I will ask someone to help him paving."

Fu Yun looked at Fu Sihan lost in thought, his expression seemed to be struggling and in pain, as if recalling something unbearable, this was the first time Fu Yun saw him have such an expression.

Through the firelight, he felt that Fu Sihan's face had changed a little, some details were very different from before, the same handsome, but the difference was in his aura.

Fu Sihan became more like a person living in the mundane world, and he also had trifles of worry and irritability that could disturb his emotions.

Fu Yun sees things straight to the point, and doesn't like to talk in a word. He got up and wanted to leave, but the servant was greedy for him. Before leaving, Fu Yun patted Fu Sihan on the shoulder, "Xiao Han, be nice to him, I know what happened between you five years ago, the person who ruined him with your own hands... It was you, you didn't let him go to school, and you told Lao Jiu to block a child's future, and now he has done what you wish Your lover, you should treat him better."

Fu Sihan suddenly had difficulty breathing, lowered his head, his broad and firm shoulders trembled slightly, Fu Yun felt it, but instead of comforting Fu Sihan, he smoothed a corner of his Tang suit and left a sentence, "I once I have experienced that I can't ask for someone, but I couldn't catch her in the end. Assuming this is a hopeless love, I don't want you to be unable to extricate yourself. Let him go, it will be good for you. You are the generation of the Fu family The best heir, don't be blinded by entangled emotions, if he can't be a qualified lover, you let him go."

Fu Sihan didn't answer, and Fu Yun didn't need his answer either. He was already very old, and staying up all night made an old man in his eighties very tired. where to sit for a while.

At his age, including life and death, he can take everything seriously. Fu Sihan believes that Fu Yun is sincerely saying these advices, but Fu Sihan is not that old yet, and he can't let go. After a few dreams, my heart aches until my hands clenched into fists and my whole body aches.

He dreamed that he was standing in front of Chi Baiwan's tombstone, digging out his ashes like a lunatic and stuffing them into his mouth, eating and saying, you are mine when you die.

He dreamed that after his death, he and Chi Baiwan slept together in the tomb. A thunderstorm fell from the sky and split the two of them apart.

Fu Sihan frequently dreamed of these two scenes. As smart as he is, he already thought that this might be the end of his previous life. If he hadn't jumped into the sea with Chi Baiwan, he would have lost Chi Baiwan forever.

The person who took the photo knew very well that Chi Baiwan was an actor, and he also knew that the Rose Hotel was Fu Sihan's property. He was blatantly seeking revenge and committing crimes under Fu Sihan's nose.

How many photos and videos did that person take of Chi Baiwan through the camera?

That person has seen Chi Baiwan sleeping peacefully under the blanket, seen him changing clothes clumsily, seen him swallowing medicine alone in pain and suffering, seen him...

When Fu Sihan thought of this, he hated this person who deliberately took revenge on him, but halfway transferred his hatred to Chi Baiwan.

Fu Sihan seldom gets angry. His indifference is enough to make him dominate the business circle. Every time he gets angry, it is a ticking time bomb for the public and hidden dangers for himself...

Therefore, Fu Sihan collected his emotions and added another fire to the fireplace.

Although his fingers are trembling, every nerve is screaming - don't be patient, don't suppress, go tell Chi Baiwan how angry you are, how much you want to swear ownership, print your marks all over his body, everything Those who covet him should be smashed to pieces!Aren't you the most reckless of all consequences?

Fu Sihan had been fighting with his own heart, but he was also hesitating.

Fu Sihan found it ridiculous. How many times did Zhengqing encounter serious crises, and which one did he fail to turn the tide?Firstly, he didn't lay off staff, and secondly, he didn't beg his grandpa to tell his grandma to kneel down to others. He recovered all the losses from the economic downturn without any loopholes. Why did it fall to Chi Baiwan, and all decisions became so difficult?

A canary, why is he so stubborn?

Fu Sihan got up, he was going to see Chi Baiwan.

Even if Chi Baiwan didn't want to be with him now, Chi Baiwan was the canary he forcibly held in his hand from the beginning, so Fu Sihan's attitude towards him wasn't too surprising.

Besides, Chi Baiwan jumped into the sea because of his injuries, Fu Sihan's guilt was enough for him to tolerate Chi Baiwan for a while longer.

Right now, Fu Sihan only wanted to smell the smell of his clothes, and wanted to wrap him in his arms so that he could nestle comfortably.

He didn't lie to Chi Baiwan, he really missed him.

-

Fu Zichen stayed in front of Chi Baiwan's door all the time, seeing Fu Sihan coming late, as if he saw a savior, he walked over in three steps at a time, "Brother, you can figure it out! The old man didn't make things difficult for you, did he? I saw that his face had been gloomy for a day, and he looked a little better when he saw you."

Fu Sihan put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his fingers stuck to the trouser line, and was pulled out by Fu Zichen, clenched in his palms, pitifully, "Brother, let me ask you something, do you really want to marry Fang?" Miao?"

Fu Sihan stared coldly at Fu Zichen shaking his arm, his eyes were like a puppy longing for love, he narrowed his eyes, "Do you want to marry him?"

Fu Zichen nodded, "Yes, I grew up with him, and I like him very much. We are close friends, you must give me a chance to chase him, right? I asked my sister-in-law just now, and he said..."

Fu Sihan frowned, "What did you say?"

Fu Zichen turned his head back, "Brother, since when did you care so much about what other people think?"

Fu Sihan waited for his answer.

Fu Zichen hurriedly picked up the topic: "My little sister-in-law said that it doesn't matter to him whether you marry Fang Miao or not."

Fu Sihan clenched his fists, looked at the door and said nothing.

Fu Zichen wanted to say, why don't you go in and see him, he seems to have a serious headache.

But Fu Zichen thought for a while, if he said it at this time, Fu Sihan might blame him for his sister-in-law's headache and fainting. He begged Fu Sihan for a lot of things, so it's not good to annoy him at this juncture.

"Is he in there?" Fu Sihan asked in a low voice.

Fu Zichen joked: "Now you don't call him "Hi", but "He"? "

Fu Sihan frowned: "When did I say "Hi"? "

Fu Zichen counted with his fingers, "You used to call him "Hi" several times, "Come here" the most, Bai Wan... only once, when we first met.Even I remember, brother, you have such a bad memory. "

Fu Sihan pursed his lips tightly, and stopped arguing with Fu Zichen, but lightly pressed the doorknob, opened the door and walked into the bedroom.