Rose Manor

Shen Jia Nian was suddenly startled and raised her eyes to look into his, trying to judge whether he was serious or joking.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, she took out her hand, then clicked the lid of the medical kit with a "snap" and glared at him.

Fu Jichen was exhausted and couldn't sleep: "Go to sleep."

"What about you?" Shen Jia wanted him to go back to his room, but couldn't.

"I can't sleep." Fu Jichen told the truth.

Shen Jianian saw sweat breaking out on his smooth forehead and his thin lips pursed tightly. Maybe the unclean medicine he had taken hadn't been metabolized yet.

"Have you seen a doctor?" She really didn't know what to talk to him about.

Ever since she knew what medicine Fu Jichen was taking, Shen Jia Nian felt that it was dangerous to stay in the same room with him. If he had an attack like before, she would be the one to suffer.

However, from another perspective, he had taken medicine and was still able to hold back without forcing her when he was unconscious, which shows that he... is still a gentleman.

"I've seen it." Fu Jichen tightened his fingers on the armrest of the sofa. He was now sure that the medicine was still working.

Shen Jianian asked: "What did the doctor say?"

"Carry it hard." Fu Jichen didn't say there was another way, which was to take a sedative. Rather than being tortured, he didn't want to fall into a coma in a strange place.

"How did you get the injury on your hand?"

"To keep myself awake." Fu Jichen answered briefly.

Shen Jia Nian didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes suddenly looked a little strange when she looked at him. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Is the woman who admires you plotting against you?" It couldn't be a man.

Not necessarily, it may be a trick used by competitors.

A trace of coldness flashed across Fu Jichen's slightly narrowed black eyes, and then disappeared.

He didn't deny it, Shen Jia Nian took it as his acquiescence, wondering which woman was so powerful and dared to attack him.

"That woman..."

"Shen Jianian." Fu Jichen interrupted her, and his Adam's apple slid twice before he could speak normally. "Stop talking to me, and stop dazzling me. I... don't feel very good right now."

He really didn't have that much self-control. The person in front of him was none other than the woman he loved. Her voice and face were the catalyst, which would only aggravate his symptoms and make it difficult for him to endure.

Shen Jianian gave up the idea of ​​asking around, went to the bathroom, wetted a handkerchief with cold water, brought it to Fu Jichen, and opened her mouth to ask him to wipe the sweat on her forehead. When she thought of him asking her to stop talking, she thought Shut your mouth.

Fu Jichen breathed quickly: "It's useless."

The effect of cold water is minimal, let alone a cold handkerchief.

Fu Jichen said: "How about you kiss me a few times."

Shen Jia Nian felt the feeling of treating someone like a donkey with good intentions. She threw the handkerchief on the coffee table, climbed onto the bed and covered herself with a quilt. She turned her back to him and said, "You can do it yourself, don't bother me."

"Shen Jianian." Fu Jichen's eyes were glued to her, and he begged shamelessly, "Please help me."

Shen Jianian suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Otherwise, how could he hear Fu Jichen begging her in such a humble and pitiful tone. She turned over and faced him, her eyes full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

Fu Jichen knew that she heard clearly and did not repeat: "We are boyfriend and girlfriend. We were and still are."

"How do you want me to help you?"

Shen Jia Nian felt incredible when he asked this question. She didn't agree to help him, but it seemed like she had agreed.

Sure enough, Fu Jichen seemed to have received some kind of signal. He got up from the sofa, strode to the bed, lifted up a corner of the quilt and got in, held her tightly in his arms, and kissed her lips.

The man who had been thirsty for a long time finally drank from the sweet spring that he had longed for.

*
  It was a long night, and Shen Jia Nian didn't know how he survived or when he fell asleep. The chef hired in the villa does not come in the morning, so Cheng Jin usually makes breakfast. She is a good cook. I woke up early in the morning and cooked a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, filled the dumplings with vegetarian fillings and meat fillings, and fried them in a pan until both sides were golden brown. Then I took out the pickled pickled beans from the jar and cut them into small pieces. Put the cubes in a glass bowl, mix with a small amount of sesame oil, and serve as an appetizer.

By eight o'clock, neither of them came down to have breakfast.

Fu Jichen is not an alcoholic. Occasionally he drinks too much. He will get up on time to have breakfast and then take a car to the company the next morning. He is extremely self-disciplined.

Shen Jia follows a regular schedule. He gets up before about seven o'clock during this period. He usually takes a walk in the villa after breakfast, walks the dog, and then goes upstairs to practice the piano.

Cheng Jin waited for half an hour, and at half past eight, he went upstairs to call for someone.

The doors of both rooms were ajar. Cheng Jin felt strange. She didn't dare to disturb Fu Jichen. She walked to Shen Jia Nian's room and knocked on the door symbolically. Her voice was as friendly as ever: "Jia Nian, you Are you up? Breakfast is ready."

Cheng Jin walked in and saw two people lying on the bed. He suddenly stopped in his steps and didn't take a closer look. He quickly turned his back and quietly left the room, helping to close the door tightly.

She patted her chest. Fortunately, the sound was not loud, so it probably didn't wake them up.

Cheng Jin walked down the stairs and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The two people finally reconciled.

We can't say "reconciled as before", after all, they have never quarreled, it should be said that they are finally as sweet as before. When the two get married, it will be more complete if there is another child in the villa.

Cheng Jin went to the restaurant with a smile on his face, took the pot of porridge on the table back to the kitchen, and simmered it over low heat so that he could eat it at any time. She put two plates of fried dumplings into the crisper, and when they got up, they could be reheated without any trouble.

On the third floor, in the bedroom, Shen Jianian was still sleeping. Fu Jichen was woken up by Cheng Jin's shout. He raised his hand to rub his sore forehead. His other arm was placed under his neck by someone, and he did not dare to move.

Fu Jichen slowly turned his head and looked at the sleeping person in his arms, his eyes filled with softness. He kissed her on the corner of the lips. He wanted to leave it at that, but he got out of control and the light touch like a dragonfly turned into a deep deep breath. kiss.

Shen Jianian felt difficulty breathing in her sleep. She frowned and opened her eyes. In front of her eyes was a black shadow. As her brain gradually regained consciousness, she pushed away the person on her body: "You, you, you..."

Fu Jichen's eyes were filled with smiles: "You're awake."

Shen Jianian's first reaction was to touch her body. The two-piece pajamas were well put on her body. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, all the memories about last night flooded into her mind.

When she asked, "How do you want me to help you?", Fu Jichen's eyes suddenly ignited the sparks that had not yet been extinguished, and he kissed her...

Between them, everything they had to do was done except for the last step.

Shen Jia Nian met Fu Jichen's eyes and saw her own shadow, small, in his bright pupils. She didn't believe that the person last night was her, as if another soul had taken away the control of her body. Now her own soul returned and took control of the body again, leaving her at a loss.

"Shen Jianian, what are you thinking about?" Fu Jichen saw the solemn expression on her small face and could not guess what she was thinking, so he could only ask, "Last night we..."

"You forgot!" Shen Jianian spoke quickly and in a strong tone, and her whole face turned red. She was afraid that if he said one more word, she would be embarrassed, so she simply covered his mouth and asked him to listen to her, "We Forgot it all! I’m helping you out of kindness, I have no other intention, I hope you don’t think too much about it.”

Fu Jichen took her hand away and asked her only: "If it were another man, would you help him like that?"

The next second he asked this question, Shen Jia Nian had the exact answer in his mind - no.

What she didn't say, Fu Jichen said for her: "You can't. Shen Jianian, even if you don't remember me, there is still a place in your heart that belongs to me."

is that so? Shen Jianian asked himself.

That's why she relented last night. Seeing how pitiful and uncomfortable he was, she couldn't help but want to make him feel better. There was no such thing as another soul occupying her body. She subconsciously didn't want him to be tortured.

"Shen Jianian, if you are unwilling to accept our past, then how about I chase you again and start from scratch?" After Fu Jichen finished speaking, he kissed her lips. He longed to be so close to her and was unwilling to let go of this opportunity. A hard-won opportunity.

Shen Jia Nian was caught off guard and kissed. He stared, feeling that Fu Jichen was more dangerous now than last night: "Not good."

"You can't decide whether others will chase you or not, you can only decide whether you agree or not."

Shen Jia Nian was speechless, so what did he ask her for?
  "I don't agree," she said.

Fu Jichen smiled and hugged her tightly: "I haven't started chasing you yet. I've never chased you before, and I want to give it a try."

"Fu Jichen, can you get up and get out of my room?" Shen Jia Nian closed his eyes and took a breath. Their current posture was too ambiguous! (End of chapter)