Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 6 Find me an aunt

Chu Qing looked at the man in the white coat, wishing she could chop off his hand, she just wanted to run to Ni Jiaren's side in one step.

"Are you Jiaren's friend?"

"Never mind your business!" Chu Qing shook off his hand impatiently.

Regardless of her struggle, Su Zexiu still grabbed her arm, "Don't go by, let her stay alone for a while."

"How can this situation leave her alone? Are you crazy? Don't you know what a woman thinks when she's alone? Her whole world might collapse, you know?"

Chu Qing didn't care that she was in the hospital, and yelled at Su Zexiu.

Su Zexiu was slightly stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, tears streaming down his face at some point.

He knew that Ni Jiaren had a very good female friend, but he had never met her before. Seeing her so excited, he probably guessed her identity.

However, she is only Ni Jiaren's friend, so why cry so hard?

Chu Qing didn't care about his emotions at all, she only saw Fu Sichen who had stopped in front of him turn around and was about to leave, she waved Su Zexiu's hand vigorously in a hurry, and went straight to Fu Sichen.

The hatred in his eyes did not escape Chu Qing's eyes at all.

She sneered, "Fu Sichen, do you feel that the whole world owes you? Let me tell you, one day, you will regret everything you have done now."

Fu Sichen looked at this inexplicable woman, what right did she have to stand here and judge?
As proud as Chu Qing, she didn't allow him to say anything, walked around him in two steps, walked to Ni Jiaren, squatted down, "Jiaren..."

Hearing the sound, Ni Jiaren, who had been silent for another hour, raised her head and saw a familiar face. She burst into tears like a helpless child.

After crying enough, she sobbed and said, "Qingqing, I have no relatives..."

Hugging Chu Qing, wanting to absorb a moment of warmth.

Chu Qing hugged her distressedly, "Who said that you still have me, I will be your family member for the rest of my life! So, don't think about it, do you hear me?"

She has always been straightforward, and her comforting tone is a bit blunt.

"Qingqing..." Her eyes were helpless.

"Come on, get up, squat down again, your legs will be useless."

Chu Qing struggled to pick her up from the ground.

Su Zexiu watched from afar, raising his eyebrows in surprise.Ni Jiaren was surprisingly obedient, he tried to persuade her for a long time, but she didn't move.

Fu Sichen looked inexplicably irritable, and Chu Qing's words were still lingering in his mind. He glanced at Ni Jiaren whose haggard face was covered with tears, and left in a hurry.

Su Zexiu didn't stop him either.

You can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can't keep a heart that doesn't love you.

Just as Fu Sichen got into the car, he even slammed the door a little manically.

Everyone said he was wrong and that he would regret it.

But the fact is so, even if he doesn't want to believe it, so what?

What didn't worry Su Zexiu was that Ni Jiaren was taken care of.Chu Qing took her home.Under such circumstances, she was worried about letting Ni Jiaren go back to face that cold iron wall alone.

Ni Jiaren's expression remained in a trance, letting Chu Qing toss about.

Until she forced her to sleep, the two of them slept on the same bed, Ni Jiaren turned her back to Chu Qing, her even breathing could be heard by her ear, but her black pupils were shining brightly in the dark night.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes and wet the white pillow.

Ni Feng's funeral was organized by Su Zexiu. Ni Jiaren was in a trance and didn't have the energy to arrange it.

And Fu Sichen, can you rely on him?
The funeral was on the third day after Ni Feng's death. After Ni Feng knew that he had stomach cancer, he arranged his funeral almost. Su Zexiu just walked through the process and didn't think it was too troublesome.

The cemetery is on Nanshan.

He was buried with Ni's father and Ni's mother.

The three tombstones stand together, like a family reunited.

Ni Jiaren was dressed in a dark black dress, holding a bouquet of pure white chrysanthemums, standing in the first position, and Chu Qing hugged her tightly beside her to prevent her from falling.

Fu Sichen stood behind her, unable to see her expression clearly.

There were only a few people standing behind them.

No matter how beautiful they were in life, after death, there are only a few people who treat you sincerely and can still present you with a bouquet of flowers.

She must be very sad now...

The expression on Ni Jiaren's face has long been numb, with two lines of tears shed, she almost finished the process mechanically.

After the funeral, the crowd gradually dispersed, only Ni Jiaren was still standing there.She stared blankly at the tombstone, as quiet as a wooden stake standing in the cemetery, not moving at all, waiting for the people who came to express their condolences to leave.

Fu Sichen also followed the crowd to a distance.

He came early, almost at the same time as Ni Jiaren.

Early in the morning, there was a chilling atmosphere in the cemetery. Yesterday's sunny day suddenly turned gloomy today.

He saw Ni Jiaren from a distance, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, her hair was casually loose, without any makeup, her smiling face was pale, her original rosy lips were gone, and her face was expressionless.

Walking past him, it was as if he hadn't seen him.

"Little Four, follow up!" Mother Fu urged.

They didn't give him the slightest wink, why did he keep up?

Fu's mother raised her leg, kicked his calf, pushed him all the way, and let him stand where he should stand.

Until he turned to leave, Ni Jiaren's eyes never glanced at him.

There was no sound behind him, and Ni Jia turned around mechanically, looking at the man in the dark suit, walking steadily towards his car parked by the side of the road step by step.

Was he forced to come here by his mother again?

It has been three days since Ni Feng passed away, and he has never appeared.

She had worked so hard for so long and was willing to stay by his side for so many years, all she got in return was his increasingly impatient disgust.

He hates her.

Hating her for hurting the one he loved.

The tears that she thought had dried up slowly flowed down again, and Ni Jiaren forced herself to turn her head back.

Fu Sichen stood still in front of the car door, and when he turned his head, he saw that Ni Jiaren was not standing in front of Ni Feng's tombstone, but in the middle of three tombstones.

After a long time, she seemed to be tired from standing, and she knelt down slowly, resting her head on the tombstone in the middle.

"Dad, how are you and Mom over there? Have you seen Uncle? He came to accompany you... Do you miss him so much, so you let him accompany you so early?"

The corners of her lips curled up in a daze, with attachment, tears flowed down her cheeks, "But, how could you do this, he went to accompany you, who will accompany me..."

"Dad, Mom, Uncle has been very kind to me for so many years. Do you know? In order to take care of me, he has been...alone all his life. He has never thought about getting a wife, and he has never even been in love. Because, he is afraid that my aunt will bully me, and he is also afraid that because he has younger brothers and sisters, he will not have so much time to take care of me. Look, how kind he is to his daughter... "

"Mom and Dad, you are over there, you must find a very good, very good aunt for uncle to take care of him..."

Fu Sichen looked from a distance and saw her mouth opening and closing, the corners of her mouth were obviously smiling, but tears kept flowing, across her pale lips, and into her mouth.

She didn't realize it.

"You ask why? He takes good care of me, but he doesn't know how to take care of himself. You see, I have been raised by him to be strong now, but what about himself? Stomach cancer. Parents, where By the way, you must supervise him to eat well, not to be too tired..."

She was talking to herself for an unknown amount of time, and she seemed to never get tired of it.

The rain blocked his sight, and only then did he realize that, at some point, the gray sky began to rain.

Ni Jiaren didn't realize it.

In order to leave space for her, everyone dispersed. Her hair was already wet, but she had no intention of leaving.

Fu Sichen frowned.

What does she mean?Are you going to torture yourself?
He wanted to move forward impatiently, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by a force.

"Little Four, what do you want to do?" Su Zexiu said indifferently.

"You don't have to worry about what I'm going to do, do you?" Fu Sichen waved his hand away.

"She's feeling very uncomfortable now, do you still want to hurt her?" Su Zexiu said, "Little Si, I won't let you hurt her anymore!"

His tone, which had always been dull, became tough at this moment.

Hearing this, Fu Sichen frowned, "Zexiu, are you going to be my enemy?"

"No, I just want to help her." Su Zexiu shook his head, looking at the lonely figure in the distance, "I just want to help her."

"Xiaosi, it's been five years, and you still can't let go of the obsession in your heart. Then, let her go and let me wait for her."

Fu Sichen's face became more serious, but Su Zexiu didn't wait for his reply, turned around and walked in the direction of Ni Jiaren.He took off his coat and gently covered Ni Jiaren's head.

Sensing the black shadow above her head, Ni Jiaren slowly raised her head, "Brother Zexiu..."

His body shook involuntarily, and his vision was a little blurred because of the rain.Su Zexiu quickly caught her precarious body.

"Are you ok?"

"En." Ni Jiaren withdrew her gaze and looked at the three tombstones in front of her.

It was just a meeting of eyes, and he saw the despair in Ni Jiaren's heart.

He gently moved her head close to his chest with distress, and said softly, "Beauty, don't be afraid, you still have me to rely on."

Ni Jiaren choked up for a moment, her heart gradually warmed up by the cool wind.She raised her head, and there was a soft warmth in her eyes, "Well, thank you, brother Zexiu..."

Seeing that she was finally relieved, Su Zexiu also relaxed, the rain was getting heavier, he raised his hand to straighten the coat covering her head.

"Shall I take you back?"

"hold on……"

Fu Sichen looked from a distance, and the two seemed to be looking at each other affectionately, and the hand holding the umbrella gradually tightened.

A man in overalls walked by, and Fu Sichen held him back.

"Sir?" The staff stopped in confusion.

Fu Sichen handed the umbrella and a red bill to the staff, "Give the umbrella to her."

He pointed to where Ni Jiaren was.

The staff took the money and walked over immediately.

Watching him gradually walk to the tombstone, Fu Sichen immediately got into the car and drove away.

The staff delivered the umbrella and only said that someone asked him to give it to Ni Jiaren.

"who is it?"

Ni Jiaren was surprised for a moment, and she and Su Zexiu looked at each other, looking around involuntarily.

But the huge cemetery was empty.

"It's here..." The staff member pointed away, but the man was no longer there, "Huh? Why did you leave..."

Su Zexiu looked at that position...

Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen's car was parked at that spot just now.

Ni Jiaren took the umbrella without further questioning, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The staff member said, thinking of something, he kindly persuaded him, "Miss, sir, the deceased has passed away, let's make condolences! It's going to rain soon, you should go back first."

"Okay, we're leaving right away."

Su Zexiu took the umbrella and put it on top of Ni Jiaren's head.Ni Jiaren looked at the three tombstones in front of her in silence for a while, then turned around slowly, and said to Su Zexiu, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)