I still have your pendant

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Fu Hang was transferred to the private hospital. Even though it was morning, the warm spring sun still made him drowsy.

In the huge private ward, there are simply some flower bouquets and fruits. Unlike the public hospital, the sound insulation effect here is very good, and there is no pungent disinfectant smell.

Just after finishing a series of precise examinations, Fu Hang was told by the attending physician that it is best not to have too many activities in the next week and needs to rest.The results of some physical examination forms in the afternoon will come out, let Fu Hang remember to go and get them at that time.

The drama script that Fu Hang rehearsed with the mobile phone is still in the original dance room, and Xu Qiaoran was just ordered by him to get things.

Fu Hang was a little bored lying on the hospital bed alone, and he didn't want to turn on the TV to watch those depressing serial dramas. Just as he was about to pretend to go downstairs and go out for a walk, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Then came the old lady's distraught voice, "I want you to stay at home, stay at home, if you don't listen, it's good this time, you don't have to stay at home and go directly to the hospital."

"Don't say that, it's good to be injured, and your immunity will be better." He Yaohua's voice followed, and he looked at Fu Hang with a softer expression, "Is it better? The doctor talked to us just now. , take a good rest these few days."

"What is immunity or not? Isn't this your own son? I feel distressed when I look at it," the old lady sat by Fu Hang's bed, took Fu Hang's hand, and asked sincerely, "Is there any?" Don’t have anything to eat? Mom made it home and brought it to you, and she lost weight.”

There was no change on Fu Hang's face, but he was complaining in his heart that he had lost weight after not seeing each other for a month, but he didn't dare to say this, so he had to follow the old lady's words, "Actually everything is fine, old man I will also find time to go to the birthday ceremony."

"My [-]th birthday, old man, if you can't come due to physical reasons, just make up for it on your birthday later."

It was the old master of the He family who spoke, and Fu Hang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would come to see him in person with the way the old man handled things.

The old man doesn't go back to City W all the year round, and he doesn't live with He Yaohua at all. The old man likes landscape temples. I heard that he invested in building a temple in the mountains on the outskirts of City E in the early years, and now he lives there, living a leisurely and elegant life. In his daily life, no major event can hardly disturb the old man.

Fu Hang looked flattered, smiled and said, "Old man, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see," He Guowei said with a smile, "I just came out of the mountain because of my birthday, so I just stopped by to see you."

"Thank you for your concern. Actually, I'm fine, but I just need to rest." Fu Hang smiled.

Fu Hang didn't know much about this old man, and his scattered memories were only about his childhood.

He remembered that the old man had always been very kind to him, but he was very ordinary to He Qucheng's biological grandson.

When he was young, He Qucheng was often punished to stand for doing wrong things, from afternoon to late at night, so Fu Hang didn't have a good impression of this old man.But if you want to come now, maybe it's just because you are not your own child, so you are more indulgent.

The door of the ward was pushed open again, and it was He Qucheng who came in.

He walked up to He Yaohua and seemed to hand some prescriptions into his hands, "The doctor said resting is good, and the prescribed medicine should be taken in moderation, mainly because I'm afraid that the sudden fainting is caused by factors other than hypoglycemia. It’s better to wait for the blood test report, and the rest should be fine.”

"Trouble Qucheng, why don't you go and have a rest? It's best to treat the wound again." The old lady pointed to the bandage on He Qucheng's hand. The wound seemed to be cracked a little bit, and the blood was visible at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Infiltrated the bandage.

"He's still going to rest? Does he have the nerve to make the daughter of the Wei family look like that?" He Guowei's tone changed from his attitude towards Hang just now, with a bit of hatred for iron and steel. When I came here to say that I wanted to be with you, I told you to treat people well. This time, let them pack up and go home. Life and death are still uncertain. I really don’t live up to it. You also said that you want to regret the marriage? Do you regret it? What?"

He Qucheng didn't speak, just stood there with an expression of indifference.

Fu Hang looked at that look, and suddenly remembered that He Qucheng was scolded by He Yaohua like this when he was a child, and he didn't cry or make trouble after being scolded, just leaning in his arms like a silly doll and asking, "I Is it really that bad?"

What Fu Hang said at that time, he couldn't remember clearly, but he also knew that the current He Qucheng is still the same boy, the boy who can act like a baby and make fun.

Fu Hang sat on the bed like that and looked at He Qucheng. When the two raised their heads and looked at each other, Fu Hang felt that there was something else in He Qucheng's eyes. It wasn't wronged or sad. comfort.

Fu Hang saw that He Qucheng grinned and showed a simple smile towards himself, then the man opened his mouth and made a mouth shape to Fu Hang

He said, "Don't worry."

Fu Hang smiled, nodded and stopped looking at him.

Fu Hang looked away from the window, he couldn't tell what mood he was in now.

But he just heard that He Qucheng said that he would regret the marriage, and Fu Hang didn't know if his marriage could be regretted, and he didn't know if he could stand with him.But if this is what He Qucheng said, if he wants to give himself a clear and thorough statement, he is willing to accept it.

He thought of all the things in the past and the man standing in front of him and being reprimanded now, and suddenly he seemed to see the scene of He Qucheng, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, protecting him behind him and taking the blame for him. At that time, his thin arms pulled him Behind him, he was holding hands not much bigger than himself.

Fu Hang smiled, turned his head to look at He Qucheng, the man looked into his eyes without any cover, as if the continuous spring rain was hitting him, it was too gentle.

Fu Hang sat on the bed and sighed, feeling a little dazed. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the man in front of him was still his favorite after so long.

It's been a long time from adolescence to youth, from high school to college graduation to work, and when it's been a long time since I first realized love, I only think of this person in my mind.

Fu Hang sat on the bed, looked at the man who was being lectured endlessly, and said, "If he wants to regret the marriage, let him regret it."

He Guowei heard that Fu Hang suddenly spoke about this matter, and turned his head slightly to look at him, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"After all, what's the use of a marriage without love? Am I not a living example?" Fu Hang looked at He Guowei, seeming to sigh, "Even if you get married at that time, you will still have to divorce, so why bother to find him?" What about the daughter of a Chinese-American group? It’s better to let him be like this now, it’s good.”

After hearing what Fu Hang said, the old lady opened her mouth and said, "No matter how you say it, Miss Qianjin over there is going to marry Qu Cheng, besides, isn't a divorced man more likely to appreciate in value..."

Just as Fu Hang was thinking about taking the old lady's words and going back, he heard the old man beside him say, "What Fu Hang said makes sense, but this marriage..."

"Old man, think about it carefully, no matter how you say there are many business opportunities in the Chinese group," He Yaohua opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Besides, if we really want the He family to really grow, overseas Chances are tough."

"So you want to learn how you married Aunt Yingzhi back then and let me marry a woman?"

He Qucheng, who had been listening to their reprimand, suddenly spoke for no reason.

His words seemed to be a mute button, and the ward fell into a terrible silence for a while.

Fu Hang didn't know why He Qucheng's aunt was suddenly brought up, but he was inadvertently clear about the He family's affairs, so he didn't say anything more to comfort him.

After a long while, the old man finally said, "If you regret it, you can regret it, no matter what. Since the child is unwilling, let it be. You can't force it."

He Yaohua stood aside, hesitating to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and walked away with the old lady.

He Guowei stayed behind, talked to Fu Hang a few more times, walked to a place not far from He Qucheng, patted him on the shoulder in an unclear manner, and left first.

He Qucheng stood on the spot and smiled at Fu Hang, "Thank you."

"Anyway, you regretted the marriage because of me, didn't you?"

"Yes, it's just for you." He Qucheng went to Fu Hang's bed and sat down. When he remembered something, he asked directly, "I want to ask if Mr. Fu is satisfied with this answer?"

"I'll give you 99 points, I'm afraid you'll be proud if you get one more point." Fu Hang stretched out his hand and squeezed his face, feeling like he was back in the old days when the two got along with each other, and they didn't have to hold a cloud. It looks light and breezy.

"Go and treat your wound, it looks scary." Fu Hang pointed to the bandage on He Qucheng's hand.

He Qucheng looked down, the blood on the bandage stopped flowing, probably because of the platelets.

He Qucheng smiled awkwardly, and when he was about to get up and leave, he sat still, "Can I ask you a question before I go?"

"You said."

"Did you really never love? An Qingya? When I saw her in the room..." He Qucheng wanted to laugh, but he still asked.

"Then let me ask you a question too?" Fu Hang ignored his question and asked him instead.

"Ok?"

"Mr. He, how does the old vinegar taste? Is it delicious?" Fu Hang sat on the bed with a sly smile, and said slowly, "When the old lady and I were choosing someone to marry me, the lady in the business district, I have seen most of them. Besides, there are many female fans among my fans, how about throwing you in the vinegar factory and drinking enough?"

"I can't help it. Do you know how much I envy her?" He Qucheng sat closer to him, lowered his eyes, and held his hand as always, "I can't get a certificate with you, I can't marry you, I can't There is no way to accompany you to spend your 23rd to 26th birthday, but I can’t give you a child, and when you get sick and need to be hospitalized, all I can write in the family information column is my brother, not my lover.”

"What can I do? I have to eat this vinegar. She gave you so many things that I can't give you..." He Qucheng touched the veins of the bones in Fu Hang's hand and said lightly.

Fu Hang didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, but he seemed to want to explain some things again.

"But I like you, don't I?"

Fu Hang held He Qucheng with his backhand, and smiled softly at the suddenly stunned man in front of him.

"It doesn't matter if you can't get a certificate with me. At worst, we can change our nationality. It doesn't matter if you can't marry me. We can go to a church in Alaska and find a priest to take the oath. It doesn't matter if you can't spend my 23rd to 26th birthday with me. You will spend many birthdays with me in the future; it doesn’t matter if you can’t give me a child, we can adopt a daughter at that time.”

Fu Hang stretched out his extra hand to let He Qusheng's forehead rest against his own, "We still have a lot of things to do together in the future, such as traveling around the world, bungee jumping, skydiving, and climbing Mount Everest, although I really can't stop you if you want to be jealous, but I just want to tell you one thing after talking so much."

"Because it's you who will accompany me from now on, so it doesn't matter."

"He Qucheng, Fu Hang really loves you very much."

Maybe it's because the warm sun outside the window is really comfortable, or maybe the person in front of me is too dazzling.

Those things that Fu Hang wanted to say but didn't dare to say in one go, no matter what happened in the past, now Fu Hang is willing to believe that the person in front of him is his own, the star that he really hides in his eyes.

He Qucheng and Fu Hang looked at him with their foreheads pressed against each other, and after listening to Fu Hang's words, they kissed him without thinking.

As if he was trying to determine something or was moved by something, He Qucheng kissed very hard, his tongue penetrated into Fu Hang's mouth to conquer the city, and the teasing between his lips and teeth seemed to be eager and to persuade him to stay.

After the kiss, Fu Hang blushed, there seemed to be some mist in his eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him panting.

The person in front of him sat directly opposite him, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Fu Sensible, I, He Qucheng, really love you very much." Fu Hang heard the man say so.

The author has something to say:

He Ruoji: Fu Hang said he loves me!very nice.

Fu Shunshi: I feel like raising a child.

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