chapter31

At this time, a little girl came over and said to Yu Zi: "Director Yu, the medicine has been taken."

She wanted to help Yu Zi, but Yu Zi pushed it away. Yu Zi was embarrassed and did not dare to look up at Fu Siyan. She just said that she was a company that she came to alone...

Fu Siyan was too lazy to expose her tricks, and hugged Rong Huan and turned around and left.

When he arrived at the hospital gate, Ji Chen had already driven the car in front of him. Rong Huan turned to Yan Ting and Ming Xiuzhu and said, "Thank you tonight."

Fu Siyan said that he asked his assistant to call a car and sent the two back to school later.

"Thank you, old teacher." Yan Ting didn't dare to look at Fu Siyan most of the time. In Yan Ting's heart, Fu Siyan was always a serious and serious teacher in class. Only when he talked to Rong Huan, his face and tone were gentle.

After the car drove, Rong Huan looked at the man next to him who had not spoken, feeling a little confused, so he took the initiative to explain: "Uncle, when I called you just now, I didn't want you to worry, so I didn't tell you..." Who knew that he was so powerful that he would still bother him.

Fu Siyan looked at her sideways, curled up the corners of his lips for a while, and raised his peach blossom eyes, "I think I'm angry?"

She pursed her lips and nodded.

His heart was soft, and he raised his hand and bounced on her forehead without much force: "Don't do this next time."

"But in the future, I can't look for uncles when I get hurt. I'm so old."

He was stunned for a moment, and finally rubbed her hair on the top of her hair, his voice softly: "Huanhuan always needs care in my uncle's heart."

In his heart, she seemed to be a child forever, and she could be tolerated no matter what she did.

But she doesn't want to be a child.

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The car drove into the villa area. Fu Siyan looked at the silent girl next to him, not knowing what had happened.

She slowly got out of the car. Fu Siyan watched her walking hard and wanted to pick her up, but the little girl refused and was very stubborn: "I'll just go by myself."

After saying that, I really forced myself to walk to the door.

Fu Siyan's expression was slightly restrained and he didn't say anything. He followed her to vent his inexplicable little emotions.

After opening the door, Aunt Jing had already gone to rest. Rong Huan looked up at the long steps, and stepped on it with a firm heart.

Her left foot still hurts very much, and she walks very slowly.

She felt Fu Siyan's gaze behind her fell on her back, so hot that it seemed to burn herself. She raised her left foot and was about to step on the third stairs when her body suddenly rose into the air.

Fu Siyan picked her up strongly and walked upstairs.

She was so scared that she hugged his neck tightly, her heartbeat thumping, trying to speak for him to put her down, but she couldn't speak.

Fu Siyan lowered his eyes and watched the little girl's eyelashes tremble slightly, like a frightened butterfly falling on it, and her fair cheeks shone like jade under the faint light.

He asked in a deep voice: "Why are you suddenly unhappy, huh?"

Rong Huan's heart swayed, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes, "I didn't..."

"Have I told you? I can tell you that you lie."

Rong Huan had no words to refute, and he did not force him to ask again.

When he walked upstairs to her room, he put her on the bed and asked her: "Don't take a shower tonight, tell me what you want."

"good."

After Fu Siyan left, Rong Huan changed his pajamas in the room and walked out to wash.

After washing up, she walked back and passed by the study room. When she saw the lights inside, she thought Fu Siyan was inside, and she knocked on the door without responding.

She opened the door and found that there was no one inside. She walked to the bookcase and wanted to pick a few books to relieve her boredom.

She pulled out a foreign literature and just glanced at a black guitar bag leaning against the bookcase.

Does Fu Siyan play guitar too?!

She put down the book and found that the guitar had been dyed a little gray. It seemed that it had not been opened for a long time. She sat on the ground, opened the guitar bag, and vaguely saw a yellow-brown guitar inside with the light. She fiddled the guitar strings and found that the tone was not very accurate.

She took it out curiously, and then she slid to the ground with a photo.

She picked it up and saw a man in the photo smiling and hugging a little boy, who was holding the guitar in his hand.

Strangely, the part of the photo next to the man was torn off.

Looking closely at the boy's eyebrows and eyes... it looks very similar to Fu Siyan?!

She was wondering when she heard a cold voice coming from the door of the study: "Don't touch the guitar."

Rong Huan had never heard of this so serious that it even suppressed anger.

She looked up suddenly and saw Fu Siyan standing outside the door in a black bathrobe, staring at her, with unknown emotions rolling in her black eyes covered by water vapor.

Fu Siyan's abnormal mood made her panic. She quickly took back the guitar and photos and explained softly: "I thought you played the guitar, so I took it out and took it out..."

The man listened to her careful tone and quickly cried out the gloom in his eyes. He walked up to her and stretched out his hand.

After a few seconds of being stunned, she put her hand on his hand and was pulled up by him.

He glanced at the guitar, his eyes were deep, and then he put it back in place.

He turned his head and saw the little girl lowering her eyes, looking like she was doing something wrong. He sighed and grabbed the back of her head, with a gentle voice: "Sorry." He shouldn't have been fierce to her just now.

After all, she didn't know anything.

Rong Huan shook her head.

He curled his lips and said, "Is it time to go to bed?"

"oh……"

She was sent back to the room by him. After he told him, he turned around and was about to leave when she gently grabbed her sleeve.

After all, she said what she thought: "I'm not a child anymore, don't treat me as a child..."

He was stunned for a moment, slowly reacted, and his raised eyebrows were covered with a smile: "Is Huanhuan unhappy just now?"

She looked away and hid her thoughts.

He smiled and hooked the soft flesh that hooked her chin: "Okay, Huanhuan is not a child. Don't be unhappy, huh? Uncle said it wrong."

Her cheeks turned red and immediately changed the subject: "I'm going to sleep..."

"Yeah, good night."

"Good night uncle."

After he left, she recalled the photo she saw just now, and couldn't help but wonder: She seemed to have never known Fu Siyan's biological parents, and Fu Siyan never mentioned this, as if these two were completely erased from his life. Why was the photo torn one piece, and was the other piece... mother?

Unable to figure it out, she gave up her guess. Then she took out her phone, clicked on the address book, and changed Fu Siyan's nickname from "Uncle Fu" to "Fu Siyan".

"Fu...Siyan..." She bit his name lightly at the tip of her tongue, and word fell into her heart like honey.

Her face turned red and suddenly felt that her behavior was so naive, but she enjoyed it.

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The next day, Rong Huan took a day off and rested at home. When she came down to have breakfast, she asked Aunt Jing: "Where is Uncle Fu?"

Aunt Jing, who usually smiles a little, looks bad at this moment: "Mr. Fu is talking to someone who cares for the old man abroad."

"What happened to the call?"

Next, Aunt Jing told her something bad-

Grandpa's condition suddenly worsened.

Mr. Rong suddenly fainted last night. After checking, he found that he needed to arrange surgery as soon as possible.

When Rong Huan heard this, she slid her hand holding the cup and poured the milk on the table.

She stood up, put down half of her breakfast, and trotted upstairs, completely ignoring the pain in her feet.

The condition worsened... Rong Huan just recalled the night when her mother passed away, the cold ward, the silent aisle, the crying of her family, her heart was tightly held together, and she felt pain and trembling.

She ran to the study and heard Fu Siyan's voice coming from inside: "How much is the risk of surgery?"

Rong Huan couldn't sit at the door and watched. She knocked on the door quickly. After a few seconds, the door was opened.

Fu Siyan looked at the little girl's panicked face and shrank the ink color in her eyes.

"Uncle, what's wrong with grandpa..." Her voice trembled.

He put his hand on her shoulder and pressed it, his voice softly to comfort him: "Grandpa's body has no major problems, don't be nervous."

He took her into the study and asked her to sit in front of the notebook. The video call that had not yet ended on the screen.

Fu Siyan and the little girl briefly explained the old man's condition. Rong Huan felt a little nervous when she heard that her grandfather's condition could be cured.

The man on the other end of the video suddenly revealed an excited news, "The master is awake!"

Rong Huan said excitedly that she wanted to see her grandfather.

The man followed the nurse who came to inform him and walked into the ward. After communicating with Mr. Rong for a few words, he pointed the video camera at him.

Rong Huan saw his grandfather lying on the hospital bed, his complexion was much thinner, his hair was gray, and he was aged and sicker.

Her eyes were red with pain, "Grandpa..."
To be continued...