After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Ke Chen was puzzled why Fu Jingchuan suddenly reacted so much to the question of "winter", but still nodded: "Well, what Shiyang's father said, I also specially recorded the sound."

Ke Chen said and clicked the computer, "But isn't it... She has been well-behaved since she was a child, but she can attract pain, she looks beautiful, pink and tender, she looked five or six years old at that time, in the big winter..." Shi Lin's hoarse voice with a sense of alcohol slowly came out from the other end of the mobile phone, and Fu Jingchuan interrupted him: "The recording was sent to me." Ke

Chen: "All?" It may be a bit long, do you want me to give you the key editing first..."

"No, all." Fu Jingchuan interrupted him, "Send it now."

"Good." As Fu Jingchuan's special assistant for many years, Ke Chen had already understood Fu Jingchuan's acting style, had already prepared, and quickly sent the prepared recording to Fu Jingchuan.

"Okay, you get busy first."

Fu Jingchuan, who received the recording, finished instructing Ke Chen on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone, pressed the mouse with his palm, and clicked on the recording sent by Ke Chen.

He didn't turn on the speed, just put on the headphones, gently pressed his back to the back of the computer chair behind him, and then clicked play.

The sound recorded by Ke Chen with his mobile phone was carried closely, the sound quality was very clear, and there was no noise.

Fu Jingchuan was originally listening quietly with his eyes closed, but Shi Lin said, "Blame me for it, and when I picked her up before, I didn't think that her mother might not like her..." When he opened his eyes and looked at the audio playing on the computer.

Shi Lin's denial did not make his eyes and expression fluctuate in any way, until Ke Chen asked Shi Lin that Shi Yang must have been very well-behaved and cute when he was a child, Fu Jingchuan's black eyes finally had a slight fluctuation.

Obviously I can't see anything through the audio player, but my black eyes still involuntarily stare at the screen player, listening to Shi Lin with a hoarse and nostalgic voice to recall the appearance of picking up Shi Yang as a child, listening to him describe the appearance when he picked up Shi Yang, five or six years old, big winter, a person in the wild was frozen small face blue, did not cry, just hugged his knees and curled up, opened those big black and white eyes, looked at him with horror on his face, and did not shout, when he walked over, In a weak voice, he asked him in a low voice, Uncle, are you here to take me home?

Fu Jingchuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he slightly tilted his head, the two hands pressed on the desk were slightly crossed, and his fingertips were lightly pressed into the back of his hand.

Shen Yu was also lost in winter, in the wild.

The conversation in the headset continues.

"Her hypothermia caused a series of problems, and then she had pneumonia, burned for several days, and woke up in a state of confusion, remembering nothing, just remembering me..." When

Shi Lin's regretful voice fell into his ears, Fu Jingchuan's gaze slowly moved to the computer screen.

"I don't remember anything, I just remember me..." Shi Lin's regretful voice kept reappearing in his ears, and Fu Jingchuan remembered Shi Yang's words not long ago, "You will remember her because you have many good memories in common." But if you are the only one who keeps these memories, does she still matter?

Fu Jingchuan didn't think too deeply about this question at that time, but if Shiyang was Shen Yu, whether she had that memory or not, she was just as important to him.

Fu Jingchuan did not get up immediately, he listened carefully and patiently to this entire recording.

When the voice in his ear stopped, Fu Jingchuan didn't get up for a long time, just looked at the computer screen without moving, his expression was wooden, and his mind was full of Shi Lin describing how he looked when he picked up his childhood, weak, helpless, frightened, but extremely well-behaved and sensible.

It was completely the appearance of the young Shen Yu.

Fu Jingchuan suddenly missed Shiyang very much, and couldn't wait to see her.

His body also reacted to the thought that sprang up in his heart, kicked the office chair back two steps back with his toes against the foot of the desk, and the person also stood up, bent over and picked up the key on the coffee table when passing the living room, and went out the door.

On the way to Shiyang School, Fu Jingchuan's car drove very fast.

Cold wind poured in through the wide open car windows, blowing my hair around.

Fu Jingchuan did not close the window, but just let the cold wind pour in one after another, the hand holding the steering wheel was smooth and skillful, his handsome face was slightly tense, and his mind was constantly reconstructing the small figure curled up in horror and helplessness.

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Shiyang School is not far from the hotel, and it will be a few minutes away.

When Fu Jingchuan arrived at the school, he was just in time for the end of class, and the long bell of the end of class penetrated the entire campus, and young students began to walk out of the entrances of various teaching buildings in groups of three or five.

Fu Jingchuan stood under Shiyang's teaching building, looking at the young students who went downstairs in pairs, and did not see Shiyang's figure.

Instead of standing downstairs and waiting, he walked through the crowd and went upstairs.

He didn't know where Shiyang was in the classroom, or even if she had a class, but he just walked through the crowd by instinct.

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Shiyang was as usual, and when everyone was almost gone, he got up and packed up his things and went out.

There are many people outside the corridor, laughing and playing, with the characteristic vitality of young people.

Shi Yang did not participate in it, only smiling in response when familiar faces greeted her, and then in the crowd coming and going, she saw Fu Jingchuan.

Jun's face tensed slightly, and his black eyes were eagerly searching for Fu Jingchuan while walking in the crowd.

She couldn't help but stop slowly.

Fu Jingchuan also saw her, his footsteps stopped, and the anxiety in his black eyes slowly faded, turning into an eternal and peaceful softness, as if he was suddenly relieved.

He didn't step forward, just let his gaze pass through the crowd from a small distance, quietly looking at her, his black eyes were focused and soft that Shi Yang had never seen before.