"I'm not tired." Fu Hengzhi placed the deboned fish meat into the other person's bowl.
"Really? You have faint dark circles under your eyes. You haven't been secretly working late into the night behind my back, have you?" Zhou Zhou asked suspiciously.
"You found out." Fu Hengzhi said helplessly, "It's just a small matter. Recently, a project at the company is coming to an end, and I have to review those contracts."
"Mmm." Zhou Zhou yawned, tears welling up in her eyes. "Then you should get some rest. I've been getting sleepy so quickly lately."
"Then let's eat our fill and take a nap."
"Ah, Dame raising pigs!"
"Hahaha." Fu Hengzhi picked up another piece of fish and put it on the plate, carefully picking out the bones. His head was very low, and this time he didn't look at the other person.
"It's actually quite nice to raise you to be plump and healthy."
For more than a month, the 100-square-meter duplex villa was lived like a utopian country. Outside the walls was a bustling city, while inside was a warm little nest. This kind of life lasted for more than half a month without being disturbed.
The company seems to be quite busy lately. Zhou Zhou was sitting in the study when she saw Fu Hengzhi going out to answer phone calls again and again.
The other person's mood was visibly becoming irritable.
"Why don't you go to the company and keep an eye on things?" Zhou Zhou was doing a puzzle with his son. He couldn't help but worry after the son did this so many times. "Whether the boss is here or not is always a different story."
“It’s alright, they can handle it.” Fu Hengzhi put down his phone and squatted down in front of the small table to watch the two of them piece together the pattern.
"Dad, this is you."
The collage is a custom-made group photo of Fu Hengzhi, in which the father and his two sons are all dressed in formal attire and smiling at the camera.
The first image that was pieced together was Zhou Zhou's own portrait. The image was very high-definition. Zhou Zhou looked at himself for a long time, and then suddenly laughed out loud: "I'm so handsome!"
"You have to be handsome." Fu Hengzhi reached out and stroked the other's cheek, his fingertips caressing the other's skin inch by inch. "You will always be the most handsome in my heart."
The two could immerse themselves in their own world anytime, anywhere. Just as Fu Xiaofan was about to sneak out of the study, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.
Fu Hengzhi frowned, his eyes revealing impatience.
"Why don't you go to the company and take a look?" Zhou Zhou smiled helplessly. "There are over a thousand people waiting for you."
Urged by his wife, President Fu could not stay at home any longer and was forced to leave home for the company after breakfast the next day.
Zhou Zhou stood at the entrance of the foyer, waving as she watched the black Maybach drive away from the courtyard. Her face remained gentle; she was clearly a wife seeing her husband off to work.
He stood there blankly at the door for a long time.
"dad……"
Fu Xiaofan appeared behind him without him noticing, raised her hand and tugged at his sleeve, then handed him her vibrating phone, saying, "Dad, there's a call."
"Eh," Zhou Zhou replied casually, picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and answered with a completely different tone.
He seemed to have instantly become ten years younger, and jokingly asked the person opposite him, "Sea, land, and air, what made you suddenly think of contacting me?"
"Zhou, I'm in so much pain! Where are you? I have to tell you about this suffering today!"
The phone call was met with a wail, and the image of a muscular, tough guy with tears in his eyes suddenly flashed before Zhou Zhou's eyes, causing him to laugh out loud for no reason.
The wailing on the other end of the phone paused, then intensified.
"You're still laughing! What are you laughing at! Do you know how bad I feel?" Wang Kunxiang sat in the BMW, wiping his nose and tears with tissues. "Where are you? Let's go out for drinks... Never mind, let's find a place to have coffee or tea."
"Can't we talk on the phone?"
"No, I'm afraid you won't be able to truly understand my pain if I don't tell you face to face."
"Alright then, I'm at home." Zhou Zhou said with a wry smile, "Come to my house."
Wang Kunxiang had been here before, and this time he found his way there on his own without waiting for the other party to send his location. Before ringing the doorbell, he had already organized a thousand words and thought about where to start, but the moment the door opened, he opened his mouth but forgot how to speak, and only managed to ask one question after a long time.
"Zhou, are you on a diet lately?"
[Author's Note]:
HE, HE, HE (I'll say it three times because it's important)
Chapter 122 I can't remember again.
Chapter 122 I can't remember again (I feel...)
"No." Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou lowered his eyes, his gaze dimming. After a moment, his eyes regained their brightness, and he looked up and repeated, "Nothing like that."
Wang Kunxiang stroked his chin, looked at Zhou Zhou in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and gently rubbed his hand on the other's obviously thin cheek.
He withdrew his hand and said, "Don't diet to lose weight, it's unhealthy. If you really want to lose weight, let's go to the gym together, and I'll show you how to work out."
"I definitely will if I have the chance." Zhou Zhou smiled and stepped aside to let the other person go in first.
On the coffee table in the living room is a set of exquisite coffee cups, filled to about eight-tenths full with black coffee, with sugar cubes and creamer placed to the side, within easy reach.
A glass of plain water was placed in the opposite position.
"Zhou, you have no idea, that bastard is a real piece of work." Wang Kunxiang didn't stand on ceremony and naturally sat down on the coffee side, starting to complain as soon as he sat down.
"It's like he has a GPS tracker installed on me. Every time I go to a bar, before I can even touch a girl's hand, he appears in front of me the next second."
"I went home yesterday and saw him sitting in my living room as soon as I walked in. For a moment, I almost thought I had gone to the wrong house. The worst part is that my mom treated him to a really good meal and drinks. I don't know what kind of spell the bastard had on my mom."
"It's terrifying, Zhou. Ever since Grandpa Fu's 80th birthday, I feel like this guy is becoming more and more haunting. I don't even feel safe going to the toilet now."
As they were talking, Wang Kunxiang picked up his coffee and took a sip, but the next second he almost vomited in front of the other person.
Looking at the black liquid in the cup, I wondered if it was coffee or dishwater.
"..." Wang Kunxiang silently added a few sugar cubes and some creamer to the cup, then tentatively took a sip. Very good, it's like dishwater with sugar and milk.
He put down his cup and pushed it further in. Seeing Zhou Zhou staring blankly at the plain water in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. He reached out and waved his hand in front of Zhou Zhou's eyes.
"Zhou, what are you thinking about?" Wang Kunxiang frowned. "Why do you look so listless? Are you too busy and tired from work?"
“…No.” Zhou Zhou came back to his senses and pressed his temples. After all, he hadn’t worked for a long time and was very idle at home being served good food and drink by Fu Hengzhi.
"By the way, where's my godson?" Wang Kunxiang hadn't quite adjusted to the fact that the other person already had a four-year-old son. It took him a while after sitting down before he started looking around for Fu Xiaofan.
Zhou Zhou stared at him blankly for a moment before she realized what he meant and said, "In the kitchen."
"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Wang Kunxiang got up and walked towards the kitchen. "It's dangerous for a kid to be in the kitchen. Knives, stoves, hot pots, bowls and ladles... It's my godson~ Let his godfather see what he's doing... Holy crap, Zhou, come quick, your son has blown up your kitchen."
Wang Kunxiang vigorously wiped the dried coffee stains on the marble slab with a rag. In the center of the kitchen, there was a coffee machine that looked like it had been scrapped.
Fu Xiaofan stood next to the broken coffee machine, holding a rag stained with dark brown liquid. He turned his head and saw Zhou Zhou slowly walking to the kitchen door.
"Tsk, kids aren't allowed to play with fire or electricity. Didn't your dad teach you that?" When Wang Kunxiang came in, he saw Fu Xiaofan standing on a high stool fiddling with something at the already smoking coffee machine. He was so scared that he immediately went over, unplugged the power, and picked the child up.
"Zhou, you're a man and don't have much experience taking care of children. Should we hire a nanny? What happened to your old nanny? I think I saw her at Grandpa Fu's birthday banquet last time. Did she go to Fu Hengzhi's parents' place and not come back?"
"Hmm." Zhou Zhou replied casually, his gaze lingering on the broken coffee machine. After staring at it for a while, his pupils suddenly widened.
Looking at Fu Xiaofan who was looking at him, he said apologetically, "Are you alright? I forgot to unplug the coffee machine."
Fu Xiaofan shook her head, went over and took his hand, without saying anything.
Upon hearing this, Wang Kunxiang did not turn around and continued to help the other person wipe the stains. He figured the other person would have to wipe them themselves later anyway, so he just helped out.
"Zhou, how could you be so careless? It was so dangerous!" Wang Kunxiang muttered casually, completely unaware of the gradually dimming look in Zhou Zhou's eyes behind him.
"That's true. When a house is too big, this kind of situation can easily occur. When I was a child, my mother would boil water in the kitchen while I was sitting in the living room watching TV. As soon as she heard the water boiling, she would rush over. Now that we live in a villa, the kitchen is so far from the living room that she only dares to keep an eye on things from the side, afraid that she will forget. So my father hired a housekeeper."
Wang Kunxiang always speaks like this, going off on a tangent. He was trying to educate someone, but ended up talking about his own family matters. "Now that auntie and my mom have a really good relationship. The house is big and hard to manage, but having an auntie helps out and keeps my mom company. I said, why don't you hire a housekeeper too? I'll find a reliable one for you through a housekeeping service."
"No need, thank you."
"Hey, you're getting distant." After wiping the cutting board, Wang Kunxiang found a large garbage bag in the kitchen and put it in the broken coffee machine. "The circuit of this thing is burned out, so it probably won't work anymore. I'll take it out and throw it away for you."
"good."
The two continued chatting in the living room with the child. Wang Kunxiang noticed that Zhou Zhou was unusually quiet today, quietly listening to whatever he said without taking the initiative to speak.
He assumed the other person was lacking rest and didn't intend to stay any longer, saying he had to leave because he had company business to attend to.
"Your dark circles under your eyes are really bad. You need to get some rest. Don't stay up all night writing or working. Even if you don't work, Fu Hengzhi can't just abandon you, can he?"
As the two reached the entrance, Wang Kunxiang sensed something was amiss. The other person had lost a lot of weight and seemed unwell. Concerned, he turned back and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"
After saying that, he opened the door and bumped into Fu Hengzhi, who was returning home. Fu Hengzhi's expression froze when he saw him, and he immediately turned his gaze to Zhou Zhou's face behind him.
Fu Hengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and noticed the black garbage bag in Wang Kunxiang's hand. Wang Kunxiang was also looking at him. Following his gaze, Fu Hengzhi raised the thing in his hand and said, "Zhou forgot to unplug the coffee machine. The machine is emitting black smoke and is probably broken. The coffee machine in my company is pretty good. I'll order one and send it over to you tomorrow."
"It's smoking?!" Upon hearing that the machine had malfunctioned, Fu Hengzhi squeezed past Wang Kunxiang to stand in front of Zhou Zhou, looking her up and down. "Baby, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Zhou Zhou forced a smile. "Luckily, my son kept an eye on things for me."
Fu Hengzhi was slightly taken aback before turning his gaze to Fu Xiaofan, who was short and had a weak presence beside him. "Are you alright?"
"No." Fu Xiaofan shook her head, appearing very obedient.
"Alright, I won't stay here and be a third wheel for you three." Wang Kunxiang waved his hand. "I'm leaving now."
"Okay." Zhou Zhou kept staring at the other person's back, his right thumb constantly rubbing the second joint of his index finger. He pursed his lips as he watched the figure gradually disappear into the distance. Suddenly, he paused and called out anxiously, "Wang Kunxiang!"
Wang Kunxiang had already sat in the driver's seat. As soon as the car door closed, he didn't hear the person outside calling him. Zhou Zhou called out again urgently, her voice several decibels louder than before.
"Wang Kunxiang!!"
"Huh?" Wang Kunxiang leaned out of the car window and looked back at him, shouting, "Is there anything else, Zhou?"
“No…” Zhou Zhou looked at him, his lips parted in a wide grin, a genuine smile that carried an indescribable bleakness.
Goodbye, Wang Kunxiang!
"Alright, see you later!" Wang Kunxiang shouted, got back into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away from the courtyard.
"Goodbye..." Zhou Zhou felt dizzy, shook his head, looked at the disappearing tail of the car, and slowly froze.
He couldn't remember the other person's name again.
[Author's Note]:
Yeah, I just can't remember.
Chapter 123 The Ending of the Book Was As It Should Have Been
Yes, he couldn't remember again.
After being discharged from the hospital, his memory began to decline rapidly. He experienced drowsiness, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, and a host of other unhealthy symptoms that seemed to accumulate like a stack of buffs.