That friend was outgoing and made many friends, including Fu Heng and Gu Qingqing.
The two were invited to congratulate the celebrant, and they met unexpectedly.
No, it’s just that Fu Heng knew Gu Qingqing unilaterally, and Gu Qingqing didn’t know him at that time.
Fu Heng was so impressed with this aspect that almost thirty years have passed and he cannot forget it.
Gu Qingqing should be in the third year of high school at that time, or was already in college?
The eighteen-year-old girl flaunted her beauty and mingled among the crowd, becoming the brightest star in the room, even more dazzling than her friend who was the host of the birthday party.
Fu Heng believed that he was not the only one who was impressed that day, because Gu Qingqing was never short of suitors.
She is even more popular than him, the heir to the Fu family. The popularity here includes not only men but also women.
Because she is beautiful, has a good family background, is versatile, and is a top academic figure
It is really difficult for such an outstanding person not to attract attention, not to mention that she has a flamboyant personality.
Is Qingqing so flamboyant?
Fu Heng was suddenly confused.
Because in his later memories, his wife had always been a cold, aloof image of a wealthy lady.
As the mistress of the Fu family, her every move is perfect, and she is dedicated to her husband and sons, except for the cold relationship with her natal family.
But a few years before she married Fu Heng, she liked sticking to him all the time. Even if Fu Heng was busy with work and didn’t have time to go home, Gu Qingqing would make soup at home and cook food and send to him.
The reason is that things outside are unhealthy and eating too much is not good. In fact, she just wanted to see him more.
Fu Heng knew everything well.
But I don’t know where it started, the couple saw each other less and less, and they occasionally ‘encountered’ each other late at night, and the most conversations they had were just:
“I’m back.”
“Um.”
“Go to bed early.”
“Ok.”
In the above sentence with a relatively large number of words, Gu Qingqing spoke a lot at first, but then unknowingly it turned into a perfunctory response from Gu Qingqing.
On the contrary, it seemed that Fu Heng was more talkative.
“Uncle, look at it.”
Qingqing’s cheerful little milky voice interrupted Fu Heng’s memory.
He looked down in the direction of the little guy and saw a sand crab, a sand shrimp, a large sand fish, and two smaller sand fishes surrounding a small sand starfish in the middle.
Qingqing pointed at Big Fish seriously and said, “This is Uncle.”
Two little fishes: “This is A Jin and A Shen.”
Shrimp: “This is the younger brother.”
Crab: “This is Uncle Bai.”
Then summed up loudly: “We are a family.”
Fu Heng slapped the crab away with a black face: “The person surnamed Bai has his own family, you and him are not a family.”
“Uncle Bo is so good to Qingqing, why can’t he be my family?” Qingqing asked puzzled.
Her clear eyes flashed with sheer curiosity, and there was no trace of anger that the sand model she had worked so hard to make was shot away, but because of this, Fu Heng felt even more embarrassed.
He lowered his head, avoiding Qingqing’s gaze, and explained sternly: “Families are people who have blood or legal relationships. Of course, some don’t have these relationships, but people with deep feelings can be each other’s family members. But Bai Qiyu cannot be Gu Qingqing’s family.”
“why?”
Qingqing had a lot of questions.
“Because I don’t like it.”
Fu Heng suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Qingqing’s eyes: “Does Qingqing have the heart to make me unhappy?”
I don’t know why, but Qingqing actually saw a bit of vulnerability in Fu Heng.
What is he afraid of?
Afraid that she will give the answer he doesn’t like?
Qing Qing picked up the small shovel scattered all the sand molds, including her own, leaving only the big fish representing Fu Heng.
“Qingqing can’t bear to make uncle unhappy, uncle is the bestest person in the world!”
Pupils shrank, Fu Heng’s dark eyes clearly reflected Qingqing’s childish little face, and the scene when his wife confessed to him for the first time seemed to appear in a trance.
It was In an entertainment bar. A drunk Gu Qingqing crossed the crowd, boldly straddled him, grabbed his collar and announced loudly.
“Fu Heng, I like you, do you like me or not, please give me a word!”
However, without giving him time to answer, the drunk little girl fell into his arms and fell asleep.
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