Chapter 25

    The sound of the rain gradually died down, and the sky outside the house gradually darkened.

    Zhou Jintong's eyelashes fluttered, and the tip of her nose first smelled the elegant fragrance. When she opened her eyes, her vision was very dim, and she vaguely felt something was hanging on her waist. Her head was still dizzy, and she was in a fog for a while, not knowing where she was?

    After getting used to the light in the room, Zhou Jintong realized that she was lying on the bed, and beside her was Fu Chi who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. She sat up in a jerk, her head was even more dizzy due to the force of the movement, and she was about to fall backwards, supported by the extra palms on her back, Fu Chi's hoarse voice came, "You're awake."     Fu Chi sat up, the quilt slipped off, his clothes were wrinkled around his body, one button was undone, and the sunken collarbone was looming. Zhou Jintong glanced at it and took it back, holding her head and still not recovering, she was obviously sitting on a chair reading to him, how could she sleep on the bed with him under a quilt?     "Did you sleep well?" Fu Chi fastened the buttons in an orderly manner, lifted the quilt, got out of bed and turned on the light.     The dim space was filled with light, Zhou Jintong closed his eyes reflexively by the strong light, and asked in confusion, "How did I fall asleep?"     Fu Chi shook his head, "I don't know, senior sister, you read well and suddenly I just fell asleep, maybe I was too tired from studying."     She did study very late last night, and she might be sleepy. Zhou Jintong believed this reason for the time being. She got up from the bed and looked out the window. The big raindrops hit the window and fell along the traces of running water. The trees within the range of her eyes were shaking, and the wind outside was very strong .     Zhou Jintong raised her hand to check the time, and was startled: "It's almost five o'clock, I've been asleep for so long!" If she remembered correctly, she came to Fu's house only at half past eight, listened to a piano piece, and told Rong Manli In other words, until I came out of Fu Minglin's room and ran into Fu Chi, it was only around 9:30 at most, plus the follow-up and Fu Chi's study time...     She slept for nearly eight hours!     This realization frightened Zhou Jintong. According to her usual nap time during the day, it would take at most half an hour. She couldn't allow her to think too much, she was anxious to go home now, she was afraid that Gu Qinnan would be waiting at home in a hurry, as soon as she stood up, her head would become dizzy and she would fall back.

    Fu Chi quickly supported her, and said with concern: "Senior, what's wrong with you, did you get infected by me?"

    Zhou Jintong grabbed his sleeve to stabilize his body, his pale fingertips turned white, "I don't know, I feel so dizzy "

    "Maybe I slept for a long time." Fu Chi guessed.

    Maybe. Zhou Jintong nodded, let go of his sleeves, and stood there for a moment to get dizzy.

    Fu Chi fell asleep, his low-grade fever subsided, his body temperature returned to normal, and he was much more energetic. He asked people to sit on a chair to rest, took clean clothes and went to the bathroom. He picked up the gray bath towel and threw it to the clothes basket aside, and put the water in the bathtub. Laughed.

    After changing clothes and coming out, Fu Chi saw Zhou Jintong staring at the book of fairy tales, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

    Zhou Jintong raised his eyes, and was startled by Fu Chi for a second.

    Fang Huisheng often told her how good-looking Fu Chi was, which made her still regard him as a male god after thousands of handsome men. This will be true, the light pink sweater didn't hurt his whiteness, and even raised it a few degrees, the eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and the mole under the corner of the eye is the longest, and it belongs to it. .

    Fu Chi's eyes are the best, they are jet-black and shiny, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, and they look docile even when they are not smiling.

    Zhou Jintong always thought that he was just a younger brother. Looking at him now, he looks very tall. She had to lift her head up to see his sharp chin when she was sitting. The exposed Adam's apple slid along with his swallowing movements. She pursed her dry lips, quietly retracted her eyes, put down her book and said, "I'll go back first."

    "I'll take you back." That's why Fu Chi changed his clothes. It was raining heavily outside, so don't worry about her going back alone.

    "No need, your illness is just right, don't get winded and relapse." Zhou Jintong directly refused. Fu Chi Buyi insisted, "No, there's no reason to let the girl go back by herself. I'll send it off." In the

    end Zhou Jintong couldn't hold back him.

    Fu Chi opened the door, and the two went out together. Rong Manli downstairs was surprised to see Zhou Jintong, and looked around her and Fu Chi several times before asking, "Tongtong, it's so late. Go back?"

    "I accidentally fell asleep, I'm sorry, Aunt Manli." Zhou Jintong's face was flushed with embarrassment, and her head almost fell to her chest.

    Rong Manli wasn't blaming her, Gu Qinnan told her when she left in the morning, she thought Zhou Jintong went back with her, but now she suddenly appeared, she was somewhat surprised. Her eyes fixed on Fu Chi, who smiled with a gentle expression on his face, "Don't look at me, I only found out that my senior is still there after I woke up."

    Rong Manli frowned, "It's so late, Tong Tong stays for dinner first, and Lao Gao will send you back after eating."

    "No need, I'm afraid my mother will be worried, so I want to go home first." Zhou Jintong rejected her offer.

    Rong Manli didn't say much, and asked Zhang's mother to call Mr. Gao. After a while, she saw that Fu Chi was also going out, and she stopped her sharply, "Tongtong is going home. Where do you want to go when you are so late and sick?" ?"

    Fu Chi replied, "I'll send my senior back."

    Rong Manli frowned even more, not because of his attitude, but because the address he said made her uncomfortable, "Tongtong is Aunt Gu's daughter, you Don't call me unfamiliar, I'll call you Sister Tongtong from now on."

    Fu Chi's eyes lit up and his smile was clear.

    Then he obediently called out: "Sister Tongtong."

    Zhou Jintong was too embarrassed, she was used to hearing him call senior sister, and this "Sister Tongtong" made her very embarrassed.

    Rong Manli smiled.

    Mr. Gao was still holding the big black umbrella that he had in the morning, and he was standing outside the corridor. When he saw them coming out, the umbrella was all tilted towards them, and he walked all the way to the car in the rain. It was cold outside but warm in the car. As soon as Zhou Jintong sat down on her buttocks, there was a thin blanket on her body. Fu Chi gently shook the blanket off and covered her body.

    "Don't freeze," he said.

    "thanks."

    The rain at night was heavier than that during the day. Mr. Gao drove a lot slower, and the wipers kept swinging. Zhou Jintong watched in a daze. Fu Chi leaned on the back of the chair, the thin sweater could rub against the blanket she was covering, as if he could still feel her temperature inside, he thought it would be good if the road had no end, and kept driving.

    The street lights came on, but the car lights were off. Zhou Jintong looked at the windshield wipers for a while, his eyes were sore, and he simply closed them.

    The car became quite quiet all of a sudden, only the sound of intertwined breathing remained. Fu Chi tilted his head and looked at her with the faint light outside the car window. His complexion is calm and gentle, the flesh on his cheeks is just right, so soft that he wants to be pinched a few times, his cherry lips are pink like jelly... It seems that he hasn't eaten jelly for a long time.

    I don't know if she fell asleep, Fu Chi is not a timid person, he approached slowly, his thin lips brushed her temple hair, and sat back on his body. His heart was beating wildly, he pressed his hand on it, glanced his face aside and exhaled.

    After returning to normal, Mr. Gao was looking at him through the rearview mirror.

    Jinse flower shop.

    Gu Qinnan came back early in the morning and opened a flower shop. The turnover for the day was not bad. In addition, as Qingming was approaching, she needed to prepare more chrysanthemums. She was currently on the phone with the supplier. After hanging up the phone, I looked outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but no one came back yet. When she walked outside the store, Zhou Jintong and the others were walking in.

    The black umbrella couldn't protect the three of them, so Gu Qinnan pulled out the umbrella by the door and went up to him, taking Zhou Jintong under his own umbrella. When we arrived at the flower shop, Mr. Gao was still standing outside the door.

    Gu Qinnan found towels for them, and was also surprised to see Fu Chi, and asked with concern, "You're cured?

    " Auntie cares."

    "It should be." Gu Qinnan said, "It's so late and you haven't eaten yet, I just happened to cook, you and Tongtong go up to eat together."

    Fu Chi's stomach rang at the right time when Gu Qinnan spoke When he got up, he was suddenly embarrassed, and his face was flushed red.

    Gu Qinnan rubbed his head and asked Zhou Jintong to bring him up.

    She walked to the door and invited Mr. Gao to come in for a meeting again, but Mr. Gao still declined, standing there motionless like a Buddha statue.

    Gu Qinnan couldn't either.

    Zhou Jintong took him up, opened the curtain, and Fu Chi took a look inside. The room was very small, maybe several times bigger than his bathroom, and there were a lot of things, but they were all arranged in an orderly manner, without taking up any extra space.

    There is a vase of white chrysanthemums on the small square table in the living room.

    Zhou Jintong said: "Sit whatever you want, I'll go to the kitchen to serve the dishes." She walked to the kitchen, where tomato and egg soup was boiled in a ceramic pot on the stove, and the aroma came out as soon as the lid was opened, she scooped up two bowls and brought them out.

    "Drink some soup first."

    Fu Chi took it obediently. The color scheme of the tomato and egg soup is very nice, red and golden with green shallots, which immediately aroused his appetite.

    Zhou Jintong brought out another plate of steamed fish and another plate of fried vegetables, filled with rice. Their family's meals are relatively simple and there are few dishes, which is not worth mentioning to Fu Chi who lives in Chunyan Street, and she knows it.

    "You just eat as you please."

    "It's okay, I'm not picky about food."

    Zhou Jintong smiled and said, "You don't eat coriander."

    Fu Chiqing blinked and said intentionally, "I'll eat it if you tell me to."

    Zhou Jintong is not that wicked, laugh it off. Fu Chi was really hungry, he didn't eat any food, and the food was picked up very quickly, and he ate two bowls of rice, which made her stare, "Aunt Manli has deducted your food."

    That's true, but the table manners of the Fu family are relatively poor . There are many, and the meals are regular, and the dishes are also placed on the big table. The dishes are mainly small and delicate, and they look cold. The dishes in Zhou Jintong's house were different. The plate was full and steaming hot. When the two of them sat around together, the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl became particularly pleasant.

    "Do you want more soup?" Zhou Jintong asked. Fu Chi was full and shook his head, "It's already plump."

    He pointed at his stomach, dragging his tail.

    Zhou Jintong felt that he was acting like a baby.

    Fu Chi put down his chopsticks, looked at the chrysanthemums in front of him, and asked casually, "Is there anything special about this set of chrysanthemums?"

    Zhou Jintong's eyes darkened when he heard that, "No, it's Ching Ming Festival, and I want to give it to Dad."

    Fu Chi Chi suddenly realized that she had indeed never met her father, the Lao Zhou that Fu Qian was talking about. Seeing her sinking thoughts, she secretly scolded herself for being fast-talking, asking questions that shouldn't be asked. With a light cough, he said, "It's very beautiful, Uncle Zhou will definitely like it." After

    eating, Fu Chi will not stay soon.

    Zhou Jintong sent him outside the store, and gave him a sunflower before leaving. The golden color of the flower illuminated his heart. Fu Chi stepped into the endless night, the faint light shone on him, and the light and shadow interlaced. The sunflower in his hand was leaning against his chest. He didn't say until he got back in the car, "You have seen it all."

    Mr. Gao said bluntly "Yeah."

    Fu Chi said, "Are we a good match?"

    Mr. Gao said, "Although Miss Zhou is the daughter of a friend of my wife's, her family background is not suitable here."

    Fu Chimo expected him to say that. He took out the black card from his pants pocket and threw it into the arms of the driver in front.

    Mr. Gao nodded and said, "I see."

    Fu Chi closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep, touching his slightly swollen stomach with both hands. He ate a bit too much tonight.

    He'll fall asleep easily tonight, though.

    After all, it was all her breath.