The perfect future of rebirth

It is said that people's words are scary, but what is really scary is not human words, but people's hearts.Especially those with broken hearts.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know how Wang Zhonglei would deal with this matter. In his opinion, for him, the matter was over. Li Jian had no loss, and neither did he. Wang Zhonglei was willing to pay the price of owed him a favor For Zhao Fusheng, this is an acceptable price.

Zhao Fusheng never felt that there was any friendship between himself and Mu Qingqing, so naturally he didn't mind exchanging this matter for something that satisfied him.

After this incident, Wang Zhonglei was able to get what he wanted, and Zhao Fusheng also got what he wanted, and everyone was happy.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng came home and was about to take a shower when his phone rang.

After glancing at the number, Zhao Fusheng frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Because this number turned out to be an unfamiliar landline, and it was from Ninghai.

The phone was still ringing unrelentingly, Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, and pressed the connect button: "Hello."

"Old Zhao, it's me."

A somewhat familiar voice rang out from the microphone, causing Zhao Fusheng's brows to frown together.

It's Wang Zhen!

"This is..." Zhao Fusheng asked strangely.

"This is the phone number from the detention center. I begged the guard for a long time before I had the chance to call you." Wang Zhen's voice sounded, showing a trace of fatigue from inside to outside.

It can be heard that he seems to be working very hard recently.

"What's the matter, what happened?" Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, and then asked quickly.

He thought Wang Zhen had an accident in the detention center, so he called himself.

"It's nothing, I just want to say sorry to you, I'm really sorry about my parents." Wang Zhen said with a wry smile.

He heard some words from his parents, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to call Zhao Fusheng.

"I've never blamed you. Without you, my life would have been flat. I wouldn't be with Chenxi, I wouldn't have changed later, and I wouldn't understand that this world is more complicated than I imagined. Wonderful……"

Wang Zhen spoke in a calm and unhurried manner, he could tell that he was really sorry, he never thought that his parents would say words of resentment towards Zhao Fusheng to Tan Kaixuan.

Zhao Fusheng sighed, he understood that he had to untie Wang Zhen's knot in his heart, otherwise this guilt might turn into resentment one day.

People are strange monsters that are easily controlled by a certain kind of thinking. At the beginning, they may feel guilty and guilty. After a long time, they dare not see the person who made him feel guilty or uncomfortable, and even dare not hear the other person. sounds and messages.And over time, if I can't forget it, then this guilt will turn into dissatisfaction, into thoughts about how my life might be without that person.If it is longer, maybe some bad thoughts will arise, because only by doing that can I completely release the depression deep in my heart.

If a person apologizes to you once and apologizes to you, then you must be careful, because this person is very likely to forgive you for the second time, anyway, he has already done something sorry to you once, and he doesn't care about doing it a second time.

It's like committing a crime. Anyway, it's a miss, and it's okay to make another mistake.

This reasoning may be a bit biased, but it actually makes sense.

Zhao Fusheng listened to Wang Zhen's words, finally sighed, and said to him seriously: "Old Wang, in fact, I never blamed you, you don't need to apologize at all, because no matter what, we are friends for a lifetime. friend."

Wang Zhen didn't say a word. After a long while, a sob came from the microphone...

Until he hung up the phone, Zhao Fusheng's heart was a little heavy. He also knew that even if Wang Zhen's life would not be ruined, everything would be different after he was released from prison.

Things are people are not four words, people who have not experienced it personally will not understand how heavy the meaning of this sentence is.

Such emotions have been affecting Zhao Fusheng until Fan Baobao came back, but there was no improvement.

"What's wrong with you?" Sensing that Zhao Fusheng was in a bad mood, Fan Baobao asked a little strangely.

There is no way, the two have known each other for too long, and they have been together day and night since they were young. Fan Baobao knows very well what Zhao Fusheng looks like when he is happy, and what he looks like when he is unhappy. Now Zhao Fusheng is obviously very unhappy.

"It's nothing, just some trivial matters." Zhao Fusheng raised his head and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Don't lie, I don't know you yet?" Fan Baobao glared at him, stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "Your unhappiness is all written on your face."

"Is that so obvious?" Zhao Fusheng said in "surprise".

"It's very obvious!" Fan Baobao nodded vigorously.

Zhao Fusheng was a little embarrassed, sighed and didn't say anything.

He really didn't want his troubles to affect Fan Baobao.

Perhaps each of us is like this. We hope that our lover can share our unhappy things with ourselves, but we will not easily tell our lover about our unhappy things, because we all think that happy things should be shared with our lover, and unhappy things are the best. Take it on yourself.

This is probably love.

"If you don't mind, tell me." Fan Baobao sat down beside Zhao Fusheng, leaned on his shoulder, and said suddenly.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then he heard Fan Baobao say: "No matter what you think, we are a family, if there is anything unhappy, you can keep it in your heart, why don't you tell me, at least, I can be your listener. "

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Fusheng felt for the first time that Fan Baobao had matured.

Chapter 6 and Five

Sleeping in the continuous rain, listening to the water dripping on the edge of the calendula, I miss the blossoming pulp dyed by the sun.Those beauties that can be blown by breath lie quietly in the low-lying areas interlaced with light and shadow, and they can burst out pieces of glass chips just right.

Among all things, what is the most beautiful?

It is the light that chases the darkness and falls on the soft heart.

In fact, Fan Baobao also knew that he couldn't comfort Zhao Fusheng. This guy has been very thoughtful since he was a child, and he always likes to keep things in his heart.

But she really hopes that Zhao Fusheng can understand that life is not climbing mountains, nor diving deep into trenches, it is just sleeping in your figure on a standard bed.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng knows this truth better than anyone else.

The experience of others is at most just a reference for us. Don’t forget the common sense of survivor’s bias. As we grow up, we can move forward according to our own way of thinking. Winning or losing is our own life.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

After a long time, Zhao Fusheng stroked Fan Baobao's hair and said softly to her.

As a man, he hasn't fallen to the point where he wants his woman to worry about him.

Zhao Fusheng has always felt that men should be like mountains, carrying the burden of the family.Acting like a weak child at every turn is not something a man of seven feet should do.

"Well, no matter what happens, don't be alone." Fan Baobao stretched out his hand, hugged Zhao Fusheng, and whispered.

In her opinion, the most difficult time in the family has passed, and the days to come must be cherished.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I know."

He is not a talented person with family and country in his heart, nor does he have such noble feelings. Although Wang Zhen's incident made him feel a little depressed, he still can't defeat Zhao Fusheng.

"Build a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a life for the living and the people, inherit the unique learning for the sages, and create peace for all generations." These are the famous sayings of Zhang Zai, a great Confucian in the Northern Song Dynasty, and they are called the four sentences of Hengqu.