The butler said to Fu Xiangxi, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "The young lady is back."

Fu Xiangxi said: "Who sent her back?"

The housekeeper called out the roadside surveillance, saw the car model and license plate number, matched the data query, and said, "This is Mr. Fu Wenyan's car, it should have been sent back by him."

"Fu Wenyan." Fu Xiangxi slowly spit out these three words, with a secret expression on his face.

After a while, Qin Qihua went upstairs and shouted: "Husband, I'm back~"

Fu Xiangxi heard the sweet sound and footsteps from far to near, and there was a hint of undetectable curve at the corner of his lips.

Qin Qihua walked up to Fu Xiangxi, leaned down, kissed his lips, and teased, "Do you miss me?"

Fu Xiangxi didn't say anything, but reached out and grabbed her hand and hugged her in his arms.

Qin Qihua just sat on his lap and stood up immediately, "Last time I asked Doctor Deal, although your thighs are fine, you can't bear the pressure frequently."

Qin Qihua pushed Fu Xiangxi to the sofa and helped him sit down on the sofa. She sat beside him, wrapped around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek. Fu Xiangxi held her into his arms, grabbed her face, lowered her head and kissed her lips...

The housekeeper left the leisure hall tactfully and did not disturb the couple's sweet time.

In his eyes, Mr. Fu is divided into two states: when Qin chess paintings are there and when Qin chess paintings are there.

Without her, he was as silent as before, his aura was frozen, and there was a barrier between him and the outside world.

When she was there, the ice melted. Although he still said very little, his expression and his aura changed completely. Even if he didn't say a word, others could see the gentleness and attachment that naturally emerged.

After the kiss fell, Qin Qihua leaned on Fu Xiangxi's chest and said lazily: "I'll pay my salary today."

He hugged her, his palms running through her hair, listening to her.

"In the evening, the department held a farewell banquet for me, but I didn't expect Fu Wenyan to come too..."

Fu Xiangxi's subordinates paused slightly and then returned to normal.

"It was him who sent me back. He said he wanted to cooperate with me and outsourced the design business to me in the future and give me a high commission."

He said lightly: "What do you think?"

"Of course I refused." Qin Qihua supported his shoulders, slid his fingers on his face, feeling the delicate touch, and smiled, "Anyway, my husband is rich and I am not short of money, so how could he be tempted by that little profit, right?"

Fu Xiangxi grabbed her hand and prevented her from touching his face, "But you didn't spend money."

The card she applied for last time for her never swiped the card except for the time she bought clothes and shopped.

Qin Qihua said: "I've been too busy with work during this period and I don't have time. Now I'm free now and I'm going to buy and buy soon. I'm going to buy and buy abroad."

Fu Xiangxi responded: "Okay."

Qin Qihua leaned over his face and kissed him, "Thank you husband!"

Fu Xiangxi heard her happy tone and relaxed. As long as she liked money, she could do as much as she wanted.

After Qin Qihua completely resigned, he did not seek a job immediately and planned to wait for a while.

Without work, her mind was almost always on Fu Xiangxi, and she would accompany him every time he went to the hospital.

Fu Xiangxi has a routine full-body examination every month. When he changed into a hospital gown and lay on the hospital bed, Qin Qihua saw that he was feeling a little uneasy.

She squatted down and asked softly in his ear: "Will it hurt to check?"

Fu Xiangxi shook his head.

"Then why are you nervous?"

He denied indifferently, "I don't."

Qin Qihua grabbed his hand, kissed his lips, and whispered: "I'm waiting for you outside."

He clenched her hand hard, then slowly let go, making a sound from his throat, "Yeah."

Qin Qihua left the ward, walked to the door and looked back.

The man lying on the hospital bed looks so pale and fragile, which makes people feel pity.

Qin Qihua and the butler sat outside waiting.

Qin Qihua asked the butler again, "Will this examination hurt?"

The housekeeper said: "No."

Qin Qihua breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel he is a little nervous, and I thought he was afraid of pain."

The housekeeper smiled, mixed with a hint of bitterness, and said, "Mr. Fu is the most tolerant and able to withstand the most. How could he be afraid of pain?"

Qin Qihua was in a heavy mood and didn't know what to say.

The housekeeper said: "But every time Mr. Fu comes to the hospital now, his condition is different from before."

For a long time, he had almost no emotional fluctuations, no hope, and allowed a group of doctors to be busy for him. He was like an outsider who was out of the matter, cold and numb.

Qin Qihua asked: "What's the difference?"

The housekeeper said: "I care a lot about my body now."

Qin Qidai: "This is a good thing."

Smelling the smell of disinfectant in the air and looking at the figures coming and going, the butler suddenly said, "Mrs. Young Madam, thank you for accompanying Mr. Fu."

Qin Qihua was stunned and said, "He is my husband."

No matter why they get married or whether they will divorce in the future, he is her husband at the moment.

She did anything for him and didn't need anyone else to say thank you.

When Qin Qihua accompanied Fu Xiangxi to rehabilitate, there were professional doctors and accompanying staff. She couldn't help, so she sat aside and drew with a drawing board.

Sometimes she would draw jewelry designs, sometimes she would draw his sketches…

Before she knew it, she had painted many portraits of him.

That day, when the two were having dinner together, Fu Xiangxi asked her, "Do you draw jewelry every day?"

He knew that when she was with him, she was drawing aside. Although he didn't talk to her, he knew that she was right beside her, her breath filled the entire space, his heart was filled with a sense of security that he could not even explain, and a spirit that would never allow him to bow to fate.

Qin Qihua smiled and said, "In addition to jewelry, I have also painted a lot of you."

"...Is that true?" He pulled the corners of his lips, unable to see his emotions, and said indifferently, "What do I have to draw?"

"I will frame all the paintings I painted you and hang them at home. When your eyes are well, you will see them."

He chuckled, "I don't know what I look like."

Qin Qihua said: "But you don't know what you look like in my eyes."

Fu Xiangxi: "..."

Qin Qihua smiled, "Are you curious? Are you expecting?"

Fu Xiangxi did not answer her.

Qin Qihua smiled and said, "When your eyes are gone, you will know."

His voice suddenly became cold, "I may never be well."

"You have to look forward to life." Qin Qihua smiled in a relaxed tone, "If you can't get well, you can only look at it with your mind."

Fu Xiangxi: "..."

He couldn't help but wonder what he was like when she drew it.

After dinner, the two of them were walking under the shade of the tree. Qin Qihua took Fu Xiangxi's hand and said, "No matter whether your eyes can be good or not, I think your legs are getting better and better."

Fu Xiangxi: "I hope..."

He was trying his best, just wanting to stand up.

"When you get better, let's go out for a trip together." She held his hand, swayed gently, and said while walking, "I originally planned to go abroad to buy and buy in the near future, but after thinking about it, it would be better for you to accompany me in person."

"……Um."

"So you have to get better soon." Qin Qihua stood still and faced him, "Let's make an agreement. After you get better, we will travel around the world. You have to buy me anything I like."

A soft and intense emotion hit Fu Xiangxi's chest. He nodded seriously, "Okay."

"Come on, pull the hook." She hooked his finger.

He hooked her finger and said slowly, "Then you have to wait for me... Maybe you will wait for a long time..."

"It's okay." The two of them hooked their fingers together, and she bent down and kissed on his forehead, "I'll wait for you."

Fu Xiangxi's heart twitched, and he pulled Qin Qihua into his arms and hugged him.

"Don't hug... This is in the hospital. I'll sit on your lap and be seen to be scolded..."

"It's okay... just sit for a while." He hugged her in his arms.

He stroked her hair, and the Adam's apple twitched, and said hoarsely in her ear, "You promised me and you want to wait for me."

"Yes." Qin Qihua responded with certainty.

Fu Xiangxi buried her soft and fragrant shoulders, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down the surging tide of her heart.

…………
To be continued...