Rose Manor

Shen Jia Nian was absent-minded for long enough to arouse Fu Jichen's curiosity. He turned his head and casually glanced at the computer screen: "Let me see what you are busy with."

In a panic, Shen Jianian closed the back cover and sat up slightly: "No, it's nothing."

"Are you afraid that I will see your work emails?" Fu Jichen stared at her face seriously, his tone was somewhat serious, but also a little playful.

Shen Jia Nian didn't dare to gamble. Fu Jichen had the ability to spy on people's hearts. She had experienced this before.

Quickly adjusting his expression, Shen Jianian said half-seriously: "Secretary Zhu asked me to send emails to some people. One of them was worded incorrectly, so I almost sent it. I was a little scared."

"so?"

"Ah."

Shen Jia Nian put one hand on the computer, calmed down, and put it back in his bag.

When they arrived at Rose Manor, dinner was already cooked and served on the table. Shen Jianian flawlessly handled the mail, took the bag and put it upstairs, and then went downstairs to eat as if nothing had happened.

Like a thief carrying a treasure, trying to act innocent in the crowd.

I was so distracted during the meal that I couldn't taste any of the food.

After hastily finishing his meal, Shen Jianian continued to pretend to be calm, said hello to Fu Jichen, left the dining table, went upstairs, locked himself in the room, and locked the door.

She sat in the sofa chair by the window, the curtains were not closed, and the night outside was dark.

The computer was placed on the movable solid wood table. Shen Jia Nian pulled the table to him, did some mental preparation for a long time, took a deep breath and turned on the computer.

The latest email came from Pei Che last night.

The last time they contacted was before something happened at home. More than two months had passed. He must have heard the news abroad, and he didn't know what to think.

Shen Jia Nian closed her eyes. She realized that she was not as strong as she thought. At least, she did not have the courage to open Pei Che's email to see what he wrote.

She couldn't face him.

Shen Jianian pursed her lips tightly and held her breath for a long time. When she opened her eyes, her breathing was a little short and her eyes were dry and astringent. She clicked on the email sent by Bai Changxia.

She thought she would finish it calmly, but in fact, she overestimated herself once again.

April 11

Jianian, I got the news yesterday that you are in Yicheng. Are you okay?I don’t know your specific address, so I don’t dare to look for it rashly.If you see the email, could you please reply to me?I am worried about you.

April 11

Jianian, Pei Che couldn't contact you and asked me for news about you. This is already the 12th call he has made to me this month. He said he was planning to end his studies early and return to China.Sometimes I really want to scold you and just hide from other people. Why don't you even want to see me?Forget it, you cry so much, I’d better stop scolding you.What I really want to say is that when there are difficulties, we can find solutions together and don't bear them alone.We are best friends, and we promised to share weal and woe for the rest of our lives. How could you keep your word?I am worried about you.

April 11

Jianian, I asked all our classmates and no one knew your whereabouts. Where did you go?I know you are sad right now, at least let me help you share some of it, okay?I am worried about you.

April 10

Jianian, it’s my birthday today and you’re not here, so I’m not in the mood to celebrate.I don't know how you are doing, but I'm worried about you.

April 10

Jianian, are you still in Beicheng?How about we meet?I am worried about you.

April 10

Jianian, I have only heard about your family in general, not in detail. I'm sorry that I couldn't be by your side when you were in the most difficult time.Where are you now?I am worried about you.

April 10

Jianian, when I called you, it showed that the number was empty. Have you canceled your phone number?I have no choice but to send you an email. I hope you still use this email address.If you see this email, be sure to contact me.I am worried about you.

……

Bai Changxia sends an email almost every other week, and at the end of each email is the sentence "I'm very worried about you."

Shen Jia Nian read it word by word, and tears had already blurred his vision.

Bai Changxia has always thought of her. During the time she left Beicheng, she probably asked many people for news about her, only to learn that she was now in Yicheng.

When she left Beicheng, she cut off contact with everyone, including her best friend.She knew that if she contacted Bai Changxia, she would help her at all costs, but at that time she just wanted to escape.

Shen Jianian wiped away her tears and hung her ten fingers above the keyboard. She thought about it for a long time, not knowing how to reply.

Finally, she told Bai Changxia that she was doing well now and had new contact information.

After the email was sent, within 3 minutes, Shen Jianian's cell phone rang with an incoming call, and a string of numbers without notes jumped on the screen.She knew at a glance that it was Bai Changxia calling.

Shen Jianian grinned at the shadow on the glass window, not wanting his voice to sound like he had cried, and not wanting Bai Changxia, who was far away in Beicheng, to worry.

After gathering her emotions, Shen Jianian slid her finger down the connect button.

She didn't say a word, but the person on the phone cried harder than she did: "Jianian, is that you?"

Bai Changxia is more mature than other girls of the same age, and her external image has always been aloof. Boys who want to chase her are often frightened away by her cold face.In all the years we have known each other, Shen Jia Nian has never seen her break down and cry.

In my memory, Bai Changxia never shed a tear when he broke his leg while climbing a mountain.

Compared with her, Shen Jia Nian often felt that he was too weak.

Listening to Bai Changxia crying out of breath, Shen Jia Nian's emotions that had finally been restored collapsed, and tears poured out like a dam.

The disguised strength is ultimately a fortress made of building blocks. If one of them is removed, it will collapse. It cannot be compared with a copper wall or an iron wall.

Bai Changxia couldn't finish a sentence and said intermittently several times: "Jianian... are you... are you okay? Can you tell me... your address? I think... I want to see you."

Shen Jia Nian covered his eyes with one hand, crying so hard that he could not speak, and kept making sounds of gasping and exhaling.

She replied in the email that she was doing well, but Bai Changxia didn't believe it. She had to see it in person before she could rest assured.

"Jianian?" Bai Changxia choked, "Speak."

"I...I'm fine, really." Shen Jianian also choked, "You don't need to come over."

She wanted to see Bai Changxia, but was afraid to see her.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside, two gentle knocks, but it still startled Shen Jia Nian. She looked at the door with tearful eyes, and the sound of the door lock being turned was heard.

She locked it and couldn't open it from the outside.

Fu Jichen called her through the door: "Shen Jia Nian?"

Something was wrong with her in the car. Qu Mo was present, so he didn't ask her in detail. During the meal, she had been absent-minded and tried to pretend that she was fine. He saw it all and worried about her encountering difficulties. He kept it in his heart.

Shen Jia Nian knew that the door could not stop Fu Jichen, so he hurriedly said to the person on the phone: "Xia Xia, it's not convenient for me right now. I'll contact you later."

She hung up the phone and quickly went to the bathroom to wash her face. She raised her head and looked at the clean mirror in front of her. She could only say that she could barely wash away the tears on her face, but could not wash away the redness in her eyes.

Shen Jianian turned around and went out, opening the door.

Fu Jichen was outside the door with one hand in his pocket. He was almost losing his patience after waiting for a long time. The door finally opened. He raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on Shen Jianian's face.

The strands of hair on her forehead were wet, as if she had just washed her face.

Shen Jia Nian lowered his head slightly, not looking at him: "What's wrong?"

"I also want to ask you what's wrong." Fu Jichen looked at her inquiringly, "Why did it take you so long to open the door?"

"I was working and didn't hear the knock on the door."

"Really?" Fu Jichen didn't believe a word he said, "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

Shen Jia Nian slowly raised his head, his red eyes were so bright that it was difficult to ignore them.

Fu Jichen frowned: "Have you cried? Who made you angry again? You can't finish the work assigned to you by Zhu Yilan? Is someone bullying you in the company? Or is your restless cousin here to provoke you again?"

He guessed it all, and Shen Jianian shook his head: "None of them."

"What's the matter?"

Fu Jichen was not easy to fool. Shen Jia Nian really couldn't make up a decent lie. She looked at him with a pair of tear-washed eyes: "Can I choose not to tell?"

After a long silence, Fu Jichen's tone was a little calm: "It's up to you."

Although his tone was not very good, he did not press any questions. Shen Jianian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him: "Thank you."

Here he is again. The most words he said to him were "thank you" and "sorry". Fu Jichen was tired of hearing this and walked into her room. When he passed by her, he stretched out his arms and picked her up with one hand around the waist.

Shen Jianian whispered, and instantly understood what he meant: "I haven't finished my work yet!"

"Is this crappy job worth spending so much time on?"

There was a hint of smile in Fu Jichen's deep voice, and in the blink of an eye, he was at the bedside.