Wen Sheng looked out the window at Jiangzhou Airport, where he was about to land, and had the illusion that leaving just happened yesterday.
She leaned on Fu Yanlin's shoulder and asked softly, "Classmate Fu, when do you plan to return to the Fu Group?"
"Next Monday." When Fu Yanlin was still in Fiji, he had already received a call from Fu Zhou, reminding him to return to the company on time for the regular meeting next Monday.
What is supposed to come will always come, but the time I can spend with Wen Sheng will be greatly reduced.
"After the vacation, I have several new projects that I have to start, so I won't have time to spend time with you when I'm busy." Wen Sheng said thoughtfully.
Years of habits have allowed her to clearly divide her life and work. As soon as the vacation is over, she can adjust her mood and devote herself to work in a short period of time.
Teacher Zhu often jokes that Wen Sheng is a work machine without emotions. Others will have holiday syndrome, but she never does.
In fact, it's just that Wen Sheng's brain works quickly and it's easier to adapt to the rhythm of work than ordinary people.
The next few new projects are very challenging and she is looking forward to them.
Fu Yanlin kissed her hair tenderly and said in a helpless tone, "What should I do? I really can't let you go."
"Classmate Fu, don't sound like you are going to say goodbye to me. We can still see each other when we go home at night." Wen Sheng teased.
Fu Yanlin found that Wen Sheng had a good sense of humor recently, and he was very good at training people.
"Honey, I will take you skiing next vacation." Fu Yanlin likes outdoor sports and wants to take Wen Sheng to different places around the world to experience a diverse life.
She has a dull temperament and should go out more often.
Wen Sheng smiled and said, "We will wait until you have established your position in the Fu Group."
"must."
The person who picked him up at the airport was Xue Zhao.
Someone helped carry the luggage, so Fu Yanlin simply acted as a shopkeeper, holding Wen Sheng's hand and walking through the crowd.
It was the coldest time of the year in Jiangzhou. Before leaving the airport, he thoughtfully helped Wen Sheng put on her coat, scarf and hat.
Before returning to Jiangzhou, Fu Yanlin had read the weather forecast in Jiangzhou and said it would snow today, so he specially prepared warm clothes in advance. They had adapted to the warmth of the southern hemisphere in the past half month. After returning to Jiangzhou, the temperature difference was large and it was easy to catch cold.
"Classmate Fu, do you think I look like a rice dumpling now?" Wen Sheng was wrapped in a thick long down jacket and felt that Fu Yanlin was a little too exaggerated.
How could her body be so weak? The rental house she lived in before didn't have heating, and she hasn't come here yet.
"Good boy, put on your coat, it might snow today." Fu Yanlin helped Wen Sheng fasten the zipper of her down jacket and walked out of the airport holding her hand.
As night falls, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and many tourists stand outside to watch the snow scenery and take photos.
Wen Sheng's cheeks were sore from the oncoming north wind, but she was quickly attracted by the snowy scenery outside. She had been in Jiangzhou for several years, and this was the first time she had seen such heavy snow.
At first glance, it was a vast expanse of white.
"Fu Yanlin, it's really snowing!" Wen Sheng stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, his eyes full of joy. He remembered that when he was studying at Yanda University, there was a heavy snowstorm one year, and the snow was almost up to his knees.
She sat by the window in the library and watched her classmates having a snowball fight outside, which she found very interesting.
"A Sheng, this is the first snow in Jiangzhou. I heard that people who are together on the day of the first snow will fall in love forever." Fu Yanlin turned to look at Wen Sheng, his eyes burning and his expression pious.
Gu Siyi told Fu Yanlin this sentence. At that time, he also laughed at her for reading too many romance novels.
Only now did he realize that he was the one who was confused.
For Wen Sheng, he did many stupid things that were unimaginable before.
Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, and the first year after their marriage officially began.
The corners of Wen Sheng's lips rose, and Xiaolu's eyes flashed, "Fu Yanlin, I will definitely do it."
They will definitely be together forever and love each other until they grow old.
Fu Yanlin's dark eyes tightened, and he pushed Wen Sheng into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her cool lips. The snowflakes in the sky and the lights of thousands of houses were eclipsed at this moment.
He only has her in his eyes, and that is the most beautiful and best scenery.
It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when he got home, and Fu Yanlin took the initiative to pack his luggage.
Wen Sheng took a comfortable hot bath, and when she came out, dinner had been delivered. As soon as she sat down and took a few bites of her meal, her cell phone suddenly rang.
It’s Zhu Qingjia.
"I almost forgot to tell Jiajia that we are already home." Wen Sheng answered the phone, but before she could say anything, Zhu Qingjia's pitiful voice came from the other end.
"Sister Sheng, are you home?"
"We're here. I was just about to call you."
Zhu Qingjia seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and said feebly, "Sister Sheng, could you please come up now? I had a little accident here - I need your help."
Wen Shengti readily responded, "Okay, I'll come up now."
After hanging up, Fu Yanlin said dullly, "Go ahead, I'll continue to pack my luggage after eating."
"Classmate Fu, are you jealous of Jiajia again?" Wen Sheng teased.
His wife was called away just after returning home. How could Fu Yanlin not be jealous?
The only person who can call Wen Sheng away is Miss Zhu.
"I said yes, can you not go?"
"cannot."
"Pretend I didn't say that." After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he silently took a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
Zhu Qingjia has been a bit unlucky recently and everything has gone wrong. Today while driving, she was rear-ended by a large truck that ran a red light. The taillight was damaged and she was sent to a 4S shop for repairs.
As a result, I went home to take a shower at night, fell out of the shower room, and sprained my right foot.
"Jiajia - are you in there?" Wen Sheng's knock came from outside the door.
She has the password for the electronic lock and can unlock it directly.
Zhu Qingjia finally came to the rescue and was so moved that she almost called Wen Sheng "Dad".
"Sister Sheng, just knock on the door and come in. I can't get up!"
When Wen Sheng forced her way in, she found Zhu Qingjia slumped on the floor with a lifeless expression. She only had a bath towel around her body, and her long wet hair half covered her pale face. She looked much more like
How embarrassing it is.
Fortunately, the person who came was Wen Sheng, otherwise where would she put her face?
"Jiajia, are you okay? Did you fall?" Wen Sheng was shocked and quickly stepped forward to help Zhu Qingjia up. He also helped her put on a bathrobe and helped her out of the bathroom.
Lying on the sofa, Zhu Qingjia felt her ankle hurt even more, "Do I think I'm okay? My ankle hurts so much. Could it be that I broke it?"
"Let me take a look for you." Wen Sheng checked carefully and found that Zhu Qingjia's right ankle was swollen. He probably sprained his foot when he fell in the bathroom just now.
It looks like it's quite serious.
She lightly touched the swollen area, and the next second, Zhu Qingjia screamed like a slaughtered pig.
"Sister Sheng, are you trying to kill me?" Zhu Qingjia wanted to die. How unlucky was she today? What bad things happened one after another?
Wen Sheng comforted you softly, "I'll help you get dressed first, and then we'll go to the hospital together to take a X-ray. By the way, I'd better call an ambulance. I guess you don't want others to see you in such a mess."
"Sister Sheng, you understand me best." Zhu Qingjia cast a grateful look at Wen Sheng.