Rose Manor

After coming out of the Main Hall, Fu Jichen went to a place alone, leaving Shen Jia Nian outside the hall, Qu Mo following her, surrounded by people. She looked at the crowds coming and going, turned around and asked Qu Mo, who was like a wooden stake: "What did he do?"

Qu Mo stood with his hands behind his back and replied politely: "Donate incense money. The boss will donate a sum every month."

"Every month?" Shen Jianian raised his eyelids in surprise.

"Every month." Qu Mo told her firmly.

Shen Jia Nian silently looked in the direction Fu Jichen was leaving. Is he so kind? Go up the mountain to worship Buddha and donate incense money every month? Really can't tell.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Fu Jichen's figure appeared. The hem of his black coat brushed against the low bushes beside the road, and a few pieces of residual snow clung to it.

He held a small blue blessing bag in his hand and stuffed it into Shen Jianian's palm: "Put it away."

Shen Jianian opened his palms. The word "peace" was embroidered on the blessing bag. He pulled open the drawstring at the mouth of the bag and found a peace charm folded into a triangle.

"Given it to me?" Shen Jianian was shocked from just now until now.

Fu Jichen: "Yeah."

Shen Jianian put the peace talisman back into the lucky bag and stuffed it into his pocket along with his right hand. He raised his eyes to look at Fu Jichen's face. His expression was calm, a little gentle.

"Let's go down the mountain."

Fu Jichen saw the confusion in her eyes. She probably wondered why a person like him would ask for something like a peace charm. He curled up his lips and smiled, without explaining. He took her left hand and put it into his coat pocket, and went back against the flow of people going up the mountain.

He did not see the abbot of the temple today. When he donated money for incense, a familiar novice gave him a blessing bag of peace. The young novice said that he was a great philanthropist and would definitely be blessed.

He does not claim to be a good person, but he likes the word "blessing" very much.

He gave the peace talisman to Shen Jianian, hoping that this blessing would fall on her.

*

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Jia Nian went to visit Yan Qiusheng.

This is the first time in her memory that she has visited Yan Qiusheng's mountainside villa, but according to Yan Qiusheng, she has been here many times before. The villa was very warm, and the snowy scenery of the mountains could be seen from the balcony, which was comparable to the scenery I saw on the way to Tanfukuji Temple that day.

Yan Qiusheng lives here alone, without a servant, and it seems deserted.

But he didn't feel lonely. During a casual chat, he told Shen Jianian that he could stay in the piano room for most of the day, read books occasionally during the rest of the time, and occasionally go for a walk in the mountains, which made his life very comfortable.

He was used to the life of Xianyun Yehe, but sometimes he would not adapt to the bustling and noisy market.

He gradually returned to normal working conditions. Except for working hours, the rest of the time was still at his own disposal.

Shen Jianian stayed for a meal and chatted with him for a long time before returning home at around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Jixiang huddled in the cat's nest and fell asleep soundly. Shen Jianian put the ingredients that had just been delivered home into the refrigerator and received a call from Fu Jichen.

"Is there anything going on tonight?" he asked on the phone.

"No." Shen Jianian washed a strawberry with one hand and put it into his mouth, "What's wrong?"

"A few friends have made an appointment to have dinner together tonight and asked to bring their families. Do you want to come over?" Fu Jichen spoke slowly, leaving her enough time to think about it. "If you agree, I will go home to pick you up when I finish my work at 5:30. We will almost get home. Six o'clock."

The house next door had become a decoration. Fu Jichen would go directly to her house to stay overnight after work. More and more things belonging to him invaded her territory, to the point where they could be seen everywhere.

For example, in the shoe cabinet at the entrance, in addition to the pair of indoor slippers he brought over before, there are also several pairs of handmade leather shoes. In addition to his ashtray, there was a metal lighter and a signature pen on the coffee table - he had left them there after using them. His clothes occupied only a small part of the cloakroom at first, but now one-third of the space is occupied by his shirts and suits. There were his tie and pajamas on the couch in her bedroom.

One morning, she opened the drawer of the bedside table to look for hair ties, and inside she saw several boxes of protective measures of different brands neatly stacked...

It was brought back by Fu Jichen from his previous business trip.

She thought he had taken it away, but he put it in a drawer, as if waiting for the day when she was ready, he would take out a box and open the plastic wrap.

Shen Jianian was distracted until Fu Jichen's mellow voice on the phone called her back to her thoughts: "Don't worry about it. If you don't want to go, just..."

"No." Shen Jianian took a bite of the strawberry, with a sweet taste in his mouth, "Come pick me up."

"Ok?"

"Didn't you hear it clearly?" The smile in Fu Jichen's voice was obvious: "You heard it clearly."

Shen Jianian threw the strawberry stems into the kitchen trash can, hung up the phone, took the time to sort out the ingredients, and went to the bedroom to change clothes and put on makeup.

According to Fu Jichen, tonight was a private dinner, so she didn't dress up too grandly, just enough to go out and meet people.

At a quarter past six, Fu Jichen arrived home. He took the key and opened the door himself.

When he met Shen Jianian, he explained: "There's a traffic jam on the road. It must have been a long wait."

It was only a quarter of an hour, not too long. Shen Jianian put on his coat: "No. Let's go."

The place to eat was carefully chosen by Zhou Zhizhen. It was a private restaurant that was not open to the public and only received important customers. The environment was remote and quiet, and the lights were dark yellow.

The people present were all Fu Jichen's childhood friends, and they brought their friends, plus Lu Yanzhi, who came from afar. Fu Jichen introduced them to Shen Jia Nian. She had met them before, but she forgot. Fu Jichen treated them as if it was her first time and introduced them in detail.

Zhou Zhizhen held a cigarette in his hand, squinting his eyes and joking: "It's so rare to hear Fu Da speak so much at once."

Chen Jinghui responded: "No, I haven't seen a woman around Fu Da in a few years."

Ye Shu put it more accurately: "More than three years."

When the words fell, Ye Shu coughed violently and realized that he had almost said the wrong thing. What should he mention in front of the new couple? If this girl was offended, Fu Da would not settle the score with them.

He glanced at Fu Jichen, but fortunately his expression did not change.

After introducing them, Fu Jichen put his arms around Shen Jia Nian's shoulders and said to the others: "This is Shen Jia Nian, my...girlfriend." He wanted to talk about his fiancée, but Shen Jia Nian's eyes stared at him. He paused and said more for a conservative relationship.

Zhou Zhizhen knew about it. He was fully involved in Fu Jichen's surveillance operation at the airport, so he was naturally not surprised. The rest of the people thought that Fu Jichen had gone crazy and found a woman with the same name.

Moreover, this woman has a diamond ring on her ring finger, which shows that Fu Da is serious.

Shen Jianian guessed something from their reactions and asked Fu Jichen in a low voice: "Have they known me before?"

"We had dinner together twice." Fu Jichen tilted his head and answered in her ear.

The topics of conversation at the dinner were very casual, and they consciously did not talk about business matters. During the dinner, Fu Jichen went out to answer a phone call, and Shen Jianian left. The man opposite, Chen Jinghui, said "Hey". Seeing that Shen Jia Nian was only picking out fish bones without even raising his head, he simply called her: "Shen Jia Nian?"

Shen Jia Nian raised his eyes when he heard the sound and gave the other party a confused look: "What's wrong?"

"Last month -" Chen Jinghui said as he recalled, he probably remembered the date correctly, it happened in December, "Fu Da burned a pair of cups, was it for you?"

Zhou Zhizhen was curious: "What cup?"

Not only was he curious, Lu Yanzhi, Ye Shu and the women present all looked at Chen Jinghui, waiting for his answer.

The thing Shen Jia Nian could think of through "cups" was that on her birthday, Fu Jichen gave her a pair of cups, one blue and one pink. The cups were intricately decorated with intricate branches, like works of art. She was reluctant to take them. Use it as a drinking cup.

Chen Jinghui leaned on the back of the chair, shook the goblet in his hand, and said slowly: "Fu Da used my relationship to contact a friend of mine. My friend opened a ceramics studio. Fu Da asked for advice. I burned a pair of cups with my own hands. I heard that dozens of them were burned before the finished product was released, and only a pair of them can be seen."

Shen Jia Nian paused for a brief second while poking the tip of his chopsticks on the fish, and his eyes turned from confusion to surprise. Were the two cups given to her made by Fu Jichen himself?

Because there was a seal on the bottom of the cup, she had previously guessed that it was not a finished product, but something specially customized by Fu Jichen. She never thought that it was made by him himself.

The private room was quiet for a while, and Zhou Zhizhen's wife sighed with envy: "I really didn't realize that Mr. Fu was so thoughtful that he even made the cups he gave away by himself."

After saying that, she glanced at her husband beside her, who respected her as a guest.

Fu Jichen has intentions, but he doesn't have such intentions for everyone.

Looking at Miss Shen's surprised look, she obviously didn't know about this. This is the most rare thing. Having intention but not showing it means that the other party is not willing to reap the same rewards.

No one answered. It was at this moment that Fu Jichen opened the door and came in, carrying the coolness of the outdoors. After sitting down, he noticed a few pairs of eyes turning to him. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked with a smile: "We are chatting." What?"

While talking, he picked up the chopsticks and put two shrimps into the bowl, put on disposable gloves and peeled the shrimp shells.

Lu Yanzhi knocked his chopsticks, picked up a shrimp for himself, and said with a smile: "We are talking about some infatuated species."