I still have your pendant

After that, Fu Hang followed He Qucheng to the hospital first, and briefly treated the injuries on his body, and then went to the police station to make a record and record.

The group that attacked Fu Hang only caught a few, and it was too late later. He Qucheng watched Fu Hang dozing off on a chair in the lobby of the police station. He said hello to the police, and led them back to Fu Hang's apartment building.

When Fu Hang was carried back by He Qucheng in a daze, he still seemed to be in the fog, with a sleepy look on his face. His body was indeed a little overloaded today, and now he only felt sore all over.

Fu Hang let He Qucheng help him into the bathroom in the bedroom, wiped himself clean and changed his clothes, then stuffed himself on the bed, and tucked himself in the quilt.

He was indeed too tired today, whether it was the surviving life when facing the arrow or the inner emotion he told He Qucheng to the phone later, he felt a little unreal.After such a long period of high-intensity mental tension, the result was a burst of drowsiness.

Before Fu Hang had time to say anything more to He Qucheng, he felt that his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, making it difficult to open them.

He Qucheng sat beside his bed, leaned down, kissed his forehead, and held his hand as usual, "Sleep, I'm here."

Fu Hang barely blinked his eyes as a response to He Qucheng.

Not long after, Fu Hang fell into a deep sleep. In his sleep, he felt that a person tiptoed off the quilt and went to bed, wrapped his arms around his waist and wrapped himself in his arms.

Fu Hang seemed to be smiling in his dream, feeling that this was probably the best sleep he had since He Qucheng came back.

When Fu Hang woke up in a daze the next day, the person beside him was still sleeping, and Fu Hang leaned against his arms without moving, just looked at him and smiled.

In the past, Fu Hang always felt that He Qucheng's sleeping face looked like a child's, completely lost the heroic spirit when he was awake, and only had a languid and lazy look.

Fu Hang raised his hand to caress He Qucheng's eyebrows, stared at him for a while, and then planned to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

He Qucheng just wiped it off with him yesterday, but the dust on his head and the sticky feeling on his body didn't get rid of much at all. He still wanted to take a bath more or less.

Just when he was about to get out of bed, the person lying beside him grabbed his wrist. The person's eyes were still closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "Sleep for a while?"

Fu Hang squinted his eyes, leaned back and lay back again, held He Qucheng's hand that was holding his wrist just now, and asked softly, "When did you wake up?"

"When you were staring at me," He Qucheng finally opened his eyes, and kissed Fu Hang's thin lips, "Good morning, Fu Sensense."

Fu Hang narrowed his brows and eyes, with rare tenderness in his eyes, "Morning."

The two of them just held each other's hands silently and didn't speak any more, like the surface of a lake with no waves, and they couldn't feel the shadow of a breeze at all.There seemed to be no more grievances and resentments in the hearts of the two of them, nor the chaos of the past. Some only had the people in front of them, and only the momentary tenderness of this matter.

In the end, He Qucheng spoke first, breaking the tranquility, "Have you ever lived with An Qingya in this house?"

Not a good question, this was the first reaction in Fu Hang's mind.

Fu Hang let go of He Qucheng's hand, sat up and put the pillow on the wound on his back, leaned against the head of the bed, and sneered, "When will your jealous personality change?"

He Qucheng also smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.He sat up with Fu Hang's movements, "It can't be changed, maybe it can't be changed in this life."

"Then when I buy a house, you will move in with me?"

Fu Hang didn't care about his expression, but frowned a little displeased, he didn't understand why He Qucheng had to mention An Qingya's name when the atmosphere was so good.

Fu Hang turned his head to look at the wedding photo that should have been hanging on the wall.That thing was removed at some point, leaving only a shiny bright color that didn't match the color of the wall next to it, which looked a bit awkward.

"Let's take some time to go out and take a group photo? Hang it on the wall?" Fu Hang turned his head to look at He Qucheng, capturing every subtle expression on the man's face, "If you care about my past so much, from now on I will be with An Do everything Qingya has done with you, and do everything Qingya has not done with her, do you think you can do it like this?"

Fu Hang just looked at He Qucheng's noncommittal expression like that, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was He Qucheng or himself who lacked a sense of security in this relationship.

The relationship between the two of them does not seem to belong to a pair of lovers who are close to each other. It obviously took nearly ten years to confirm their relationship, and it also took a long time to get used to each other's temperament, but to be honest, Fu Hang always feels that getting along There was still a estrangement that was almost like a diaphragm, and whether it was his or He Qucheng's thoughts, the two of them seemed unwilling to talk about it or tear up those scars.

Fu Hang leaned against the head of the bed, saw that He Qucheng didn't reply for a long time, got out of bed first, took a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower.

As for the matter of feelings, Fu Hang has said enough. When he is serious about feelings, he can see them more clearly than anyone else. Therefore, there are some things that need to be faced. He does not run away. There's no need to run away either.

He clearly knew that for him, those incidents were the barrier between him and He Qucheng, and for He Qucheng, the relationship he had with An Qingya was the wall between He Qucheng and himself.

He doesn't care if that wall can be overthrown now, because he thinks he still has a lifetime to accompany He Qucheng, but that wall is not necessarily.

With a toothbrush in his mouth, Fu Hang stood bent over in front of the sink, looking at himself in the opposite half-length mirror.

The person in the mirror looked slender, and he could only vaguely see the appearance of his abdominal muscles. The muscles of his forearms didn't look too strong, but they weren't too weak either.Fu Hang has always been in place to control his body. After all, he is not walking the route of traffic niche, and proper fitness is indispensable.

It's just that the face no longer looks like a boy, only sharp edges and corners and the smoke and fire that has experienced dust.

Fu Hang sighed, and after brushing his teeth, he stood under the shower, looking at the dense mist in the bathroom, he didn't know what to think for a while.

It's just that after he came out, the problem of what to think seemed to be solved, because He Qucheng didn't know where he went, but Fu Hang was sure that he was definitely not in the apartment, because the shoes at the entrance had disappeared, and he didn't know where he was going. He Zhai is still the company.

When Fu Hang came out, he wiped his hair with a dry towel, and the water droplets on the ends of his hair were a little damp, and soon wet Fu Hang's back neck.

He stood in the living room of the apartment and called He Qusheng's name a few times, but after seeing no answer, he saw the breakfast on the dining table not far away, still steaming, as if it had just been placed there not long ago.

Fu Hang had no choice but to put the dry towel on the back of the chair first, and sat down to have a somewhat tasteless breakfast.

Fu Hang was not surprised at all that He Qucheng had the key to this apartment. Originally, He Qucheng bought this house, but he didn't expect that He Qucheng didn't go back to He Zhai to live, but lived here.

Fu Hang actually didn't stay in this apartment for a long time. Due to work reasons, he actually spent most of his time after marriage on the set or in the studio, so he is actually not a qualified husband.

Fu Hang still remembered that Tong An Qingya's inner thoughts when he first moved into the apartment were neither the pleasure of revenge nor too much resentment towards that person, but just calm and calm, without any other emotions in his heart.

Fu Hang is now sitting in this apartment while having breakfast, looking at those familiar or unfamiliar decorations, he feels lost for a while.

The furnishings in the room were all arranged by He Qucheng, and they were given to him along with the house. Both the color scheme and the furnishings in the room were in line with Fu Hang's preferences. Even the pots of spider plants and succulents placed on the balcony were all beautiful. Fu Hang's favorite variety.

Maybe it's because people are right, so everything is right?

Fu Hang couldn't figure out those questions, so he didn't think about it any more, and continued to eat the breakfast on the table.He originally wanted to call An Qingya to thank her before this, but it might be because he was too tired last night, and the phone had automatically turned off because it ran out of battery.

Fu Hang had no choice but to clean the dishes on the dining table before trying to turn on the phone.

I guessed the same as Fu Hang. As soon as the phone was turned on, it was flooded with information and software notifications. The video of myself appearing at the gate of the detention center had been released. There were still a lot of abuse in the comments, so Fu Hang didn't look carefully.

On the contrary, Li Que called him more than a dozen times overnight, but after no one answered, he changed the message, roughly meaning that Li Que used Ye Shenyun's Weibo to suppress the matter involving Shanshui. The backstage of ESE is still a bit tougher. As soon as Ye Chenyun made a sound, all the popular and fresh meat came out to bring the rhythm.

After Fu Hang replied "Got it" to Li Que, he made a phone call recently, Li Que's.

"Where is it?" The voice over there was a little hoarse, probably because he didn't sleep well.

"In the apartment, I'm with He Qucheng, it's okay," Fu Hang took the mobile phone, went to the balcony and took a few pots of small succulents, and approached with his lips tightly pursed. After a while, he turned to the phone with sincerity Said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's done, don't I know you yet? Even if I stop you from going to the detention center, you won't listen to me," Li Que sighed, and didn't talk nonsense to Fu Hang, "Don't go out recently, I will listen to everything He Qucheng said, be careful and take care of your wounds."

"Ah."

"By the way, I'd like to tell you something. I received news that the Zheng Corporation may soon declare bankruptcy. Now they have almost used up their funds. Several engineering projects and land resources have been sold. Zheng Ye doesn't look like the material for doing business, and the plan to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, probably can only be taken over by other enterprise groups to clean up the mess." Li Que said indifferently, probably because I'm tired, and I can't hear the emotion in my words.

"Then who do you think will stand up and clean up the mess at this time?" Fu Hang asked aloud.

When Li Que heard Fu Hang's question, he analyzed it quietly, "In terms of origin, it is the best for the He family to take over, and the purpose of revenge is serious. But in terms of enterprise development, I think it is still possible that Tang Mingge came back Intervene, after all, only Yuming has spare money right now."

"Having spare money? What do you mean? Sufficient funds?"

"That's not true. I heard about it a few days ago. Yuming International has a fund of unknown origin, a total of [-] million US dollars, which is now stored in Yuming International's account. But in fact, it cannot be said that the source is unknown. A series of forestry and fishery planning lands have been sold, but if you think about it, it’s not commercial land, how much energy would it take to sell it for so much money?” Li Que explained, probably yawning because he was sleepy.

Fu Hang listened to Li Que's words without saying a word, and had an inappropriate guess in his mind: what would happen if the [-] million Yuming International got was exchanged for funds from V&L.

That is to say, Yuming International also played a role in the struggle between the He family and the Zheng family, but of course this cannot be completely confirmed, because there is no news or evidence to prove that the deficit of V&L was caused by the He family. Moreover, it is impossible for any overseas business and trading company to have only [-] million US dollars in capital, but it is impossible to say if it is scattered.

Fu Hang seemed to want to get some news from Li Que. Just when he was about to speak, he heard the sound of even breathing from the other end of the phone. "Good dream."

When He Qucheng came back, it was almost two o'clock in the noon. Fu Hang actually never thought that he would come back. After all, many land resources in the Zheng family are now for sale, and the He family should not miss this opportunity.

But what Fu Hang didn't expect was that he went to Xu Ma's place and brought back his luggage and the earl.

When the count saw him, he threw himself into his arms as usual, and Fu Hang staggered and almost lost his footing.

"Have you eaten yet? There's still something to eat in the refrigerator, I'll make it." He Qucheng said as he took the luggage into the bedroom, and after putting it away, he turned and went straight into the kitchen.

Fu Hang looked at the figure of the man, sat on the sofa in the living room and rubbed the earl's head, was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go this morning?"

"Well," He Qucheng seemed to be rummaging through the ingredients in the refrigerator, and replied after a while, "I went to the police station and had a friend."

"Really?" Fu Hang let the earl jump onto the sofa beside him, laying his head on his thigh and wanted to scratch his stomach, but at this moment he heard He Qucheng say something again, which scared him to get up and let him go The count fell off the sofa.

He Qucheng said, "Fu Hang, I came out with my family, and I said we are together now."

Fu Hang was taken aback by He Qucheng's words, and stood up reflexively, ignoring the earl's howling under the sofa, and walked into the kitchen in disbelief and looked at He Qucheng, "What did you say?"

He Qucheng seemed to have expected Fu Hang's reaction, walked to the sink without looking at him, lowered his head to wash the fruits and vegetables, "I also came out with my family, I said I like you and want to be with you. "

Fu Hang looked at He Qucheng's normal expression, choked on what he wanted to say for a moment, stood there in a daze for a while, and then realized, "When did you say that?"

"The day you had a showdown with the old lady," He Qucheng smiled, "Since you can say it bravely, what can I be afraid of?"

"That's different," Fu Hang retorted quickly, "I'm just a well-known oil bottle of the He family, but you are a veritable heir. You can't..."

"What if you can't?" He Qucheng smiled wryly, and gave Fu Hang a freshly washed apple, "Fu Hang, have you ever thought about it? When you said that I always treat you as a child, you treat me like a child again." What should I do?"

"I……"

He Qucheng didn't seem to want to give Fu Hang a chance to speak, and continued talking while walking to the chopping board to chop vegetables.

"From before, you have regarded me as the heir of the He family, as the young master, as a businessman who regards status as more important than you, and as a villain who wants to abduct Benben into the He family. Frankly speaking, I don't know ten things now. The one who stood in front of me when I was seven or eight years old was not afraid of gossip, was not afraid of being scolded by old ladies and old men, would stand by my side for the rest of my life, trust me and support me, and would rather go all the way to the dark than pay for the Sunshine Avenue. Is Hang still here?"

Hearing He Qucheng's words, Fu Hang didn't speak, and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"When I came back, I knew clearly that Fu Hang was still in your bones, but something had changed. It was not your feelings, but your personality. You didn't have the kind of love and hate you once had. You have a lot of worries, and you are also afraid. On the surface, you look cold and deadly. In fact, you have more ghost ideas and careful thoughts than anyone else. Now facing me, you are afraid of repeating the same mistakes and feeling insecure, but have you ever thought about it? Same."

"I'm also afraid that you will not want me, afraid that I can't give you what you promised, and afraid that I will have nothing in the end. I also have concerns, and I have longing and expectations for our relationship, and I lack a sense of security. So I can only Doubly treat you, let you understand instead of questioning those things. I am also selfish, I would rather you be a child forever and not get in touch with those things, I hope you can become a quiet lover who stays by my side."

"I'm sorry when I argued with you on the street that day, and I'm also sorry that I couldn't tell you the truth when I was at He's house, but seriously, why do we waste time on this when we love each other?"

When He Qucheng said this, he never looked at Fu Hang. He didn't know if he was enduring something or because he really wanted to cook a delicious meal.But he seemed to have something to say, so Fu Hang never interrupted.

"If one day I'm not here, you'll be alone and think about the messy past... I don't want you to regret it."

Hearing He Qucheng finish the last sentence, Fu Hang smiled for some reason, "I don't think that day will come, come out after you finish cooking, let's have a good talk."

Fu Hang walked out of the kitchen after leaving this sentence alone, so it was only natural that He Qucheng didn't notice Fu Hang's undisguised smile when he turned around.

It's probably because Fu Hangzhong never thought that He Qucheng could speak out all these questions frankly, nor did he think that every sentence of He Qucheng was reasonable.

Fu Hang is not a person who dare not admit the truth, he really looked at He Qucheng that way, after that person went abroad and when that person chose to stand against him at night when he watched him leave He Zhai, what was He Qucheng at that time? The heir to the family, a businessman and a villain, but now he seems to have only one identity.

He is just his lover, nothing more.

Fu Hang actually couldn't see through He Qucheng most of the time.

Although he can't see through it now, he doesn't hate what the man said to him, because the problem with the relationship between the two people is that they didn't consider each other as lovers at the beginning, and one treated the other as a child. One treats the other as the young master, this kind of relationship is not love at all, even if they are attracted to each other, even if they are together, it is not love.

Of course, he also admitted.He himself has changed a lot over the years, he no longer dares to love and hate so much, he seems to be used to wearing a skin that looks calm and breezy, so when He Qucheng puts the former self in front of him, Fu Hang will Smile, not only laugh at your own changes, but also laugh at that person's observation.

Now that it has been made clear that they are two insecure people, let’s enjoy ourselves in time. Even if they still have a lifetime to live, they must understand that the joy of ordinary life lies in the simple food, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar Tea lies in the simple way of getting along with people around you bit by bit.

So Fu Hang took out a bottle of red wine from his study before He Qucheng brought the fried food and cooked white rice to the table. Called a few times.

He Qucheng looked at the decanter on the dining table, and laughed at him while laying out the vegetables, "It's all home-cooked food, what kind of red wine do you serve?"

"Celebrate that you are willing to be honest with me, can't you?" Fu Hang didn't speak, but shook the goblet in his hand, "Sit down and have dinner together? I'm hungry."

He Qucheng nodded, followed him and sat down opposite him.

"How about a toast first?" Fu Hang smiled childishly at the opposite person.

"What do you respect?"

"I respect you who enjoy yourself in time," Fu Hang said with a smile, and reached out his wine glass to touch He Qucheng, "I also respect you who like me."

He Qucheng didn't say much, just smiled and raised his eyebrows, accepting Fu Hang's rare youthful aura.

This afternoon, the two of them didn't argue any more, and they weren't chatting about those messy incidents. They had no work, no history, or even any communication equipment. There were just two people and a dog nestling on the sofa in the living room watching boring love movie.

As for the night, apart from the earl's howling outside the door, there were only boundless rubbings, lingering kisses and blind enthusiasm of the two people in the room.

That night seemed like a prairie fire, burning all rationality to ashes, leaving only instinct and desire to dominate the human body.

When Fu Hang woke up the next day, he felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and the unspeakable pain under his body stimulated him.

Fu Hang buried his head in the pillow, a burst of embarrassment, obviously in the process of applying the medicine, why it happened like this, even he himself didn't know.And as for the culprit who made himself like this, he just happened to be standing in the kitchen making breakfast.

After Fu Hang cursed in his heart, he dragged himself to the bathroom, took a shower, and then came out with a change of clothes, but the neckline of the home clothes at home was still a little too big, and the baggy ones always showed the bruises caused by last night imprint.

But Fu Hang didn't seem to take it too seriously, he just went out of the bedroom and sat at the dining table and ordered He Qucheng to bring him breakfast. After all, he had already slept in bed, and there was nothing he could do about being shy.

He Qucheng was also used to him and let him go, but every time he passed by Fu Hang's side, he would kiss him on the lips, neither light nor heavy, as if he was just swearing his sovereignty.

The two of them and a dog just nestled in the apartment for a few days. In the past few days, the police also visited Fu Hang because of the attack last time, and Li Que also came to visit Fu Hang.

Regarding the results of the police investigation, the facts are not satisfactory, because the mastermind behind the scenes has not been caught.

When the person contacted them, he used a lost phone number. The person who found the phone information was busy with business, so he used a backup phone number. He hadn't had time to go to the business hall to reissue the phone card, so the clues were cut off here.

And Li Que didn't bring any useful information. All he could know was that Zheng Ci and Zheng Huahui were being arrested by Yuanyang now, and Zheng Ye seemed to have escaped because he didn't know from beginning to end.

A once prosperous Zheng's group is now like a caged animal.

Like the grievances and grievances of more than 20 years ago, it will soon cease to exist in the domestic business circle.As for Yuming International and the He family, they took advantage of this opportunity to take over most of the land and cooperation projects of the Zheng Group, earning a fortune.

Now it seems that everything has changed like the dust has settled, but Fu Hang is always a little worried, because there are still too many doubts for him.

First of all, I was attacked inexplicably. If it was just because I was Fu Jie's son, the reason would not be justified, because the group of people who came was obviously premeditated and planned, and they didn't look like the family members of the former victims.

Secondly, why did the He family and the Zheng family feud for so many years and only now did they make a move?The timing is too coincidental. If V&L does not have the intervention of the He family, Fu Hang will never believe it. Since Li Que has been able to investigate the truth of the incident for more than 20 years, then there is reason to believe that the police can also know the truth, but the investigation results given by the police now , it is inevitable that it is not satisfactory.

In the end, who attacked He Qucheng?Fu Hang couldn't figure out this point. It is impossible for Zheng Shi to spare time to deal with him now. If it wasn't Zheng Shi, who else could it be?

Fu Hang stayed in the room for the past few days, thinking about these things back and forth, and he had no clue at all for a while.

He asked He Qucheng on the sidelines, and that person told him very frankly that the V&L funding problem was indeed written by the He family, but it wasn't just the He family's work.He also frankly said who else is behind the scenes of V&L, and it is inconvenient for him to tell him where he is now, but the source of the [-] million US dollars of funds for Yuming International is indeed the result of his communication with Tang Mingge.

As for the other questions that Fu Hang asked him later, He Qucheng chose to keep silent.

So for Fu Hang, who has been at home for so many days, so many problems have only been solved up to now, but it seems that the heavens didn't want him to figure out the rest of the doubts, because there was bad news from the detention center. .

Fu Jie died, he committed suicide.

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I'm going to end it soon. After that, I'll be big. I'd like to thank all the cuties who have been watching now

Refill~~