Fang Zhiqiang was so depressed that he turned on the stereo in the car, but the voice that flowed out was very familiar and close. Huang Wanting's voice sang lightly: "...Who is who, you are who, who Who is yours? Only loneliness is who and who you are..."

Fang Zhiqiang almost forgot to turn the steering wheel. It had been a long time since he had listened to this song. It was a long time ago. After Li Xiaoxiao just found out about his relationship with Huang Wanting, he knew that he had this song in his car and wanted to listen to it. However, he stopped before he finished listening to it because he was at the wrong place. As a result, this part happened to be the climax when he opened it.

At that moment, all the complicated and unspeakable emotions came to his heart. At this moment, this song was the most true reflection of his heart. He now has many friends and the most cherished love, but when loneliness strikes, he realizes that the only ones who really accompany him are loneliness and himself.

It was also this song that made Fang Zhiqiang unexpectedly think of Huang Wanting, wondering how she was training abroad and when she would be able to come back. What will it be like when she comes back? Fang Zhiqiang is grateful for the support of 300 million shares she contributed in times of need. He knew that with the gap between the two of them at this moment, especially the financial one, if he was asked to repay Huang Wanting, it would be a joke if he took out what he had, and Huang Wanting wouldn't need it either.

Perhaps Huang Wanting at this time, like him, needs not money, but something deeper, such as inner comfort and silent companionship. Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, thinking of the scene where he drove Huang Wanting to the night market and the two of them ate barbecue and drank beer like thieves. If Huang Wanting was in China at this moment, he would definitely call her without hesitation and ask her if she was free so that she could go out drinking at night. But at the moment, she was far away from home. Even though she would still answer his call, she thought about it and didn't want Huang Wanting to worry unnecessarily.

I hope she can come back soon and everything goes well. While singing, Fang Zhiqiang recalled what Huang Wanting said at that time: his biggest dream has changed from being a big star, letting more people hear his singing, and making a lot of money, to returning to his original days of singing.

Don’t worry about anything, don’t ask anything, just hold the guitar and concentrate on singing the song in your heart. When Fang Zhiqiang agreed to her, he thought this dream was too nonsense or even too bleak. But now, after experiencing many ups and downs, he suddenly discovered that this dream is actually the simplest and most ideal life. It's just that he still holds on to the heart he once had, but he is getting further and further away from his original life, and has added too many constraints.

I don’t know when Huang Wanting can come back, but Fang Zhiqiang knows that when she appears in front of him, he asks him to take off his leather shoes and suit, pick up the guitar and follow herWhen it comes to selling and singing in public, he will never refuse, because that is also his yearning for a simple life.

Fang Zhiqiang was thinking about it as he turned on the song. He pressed the song directly on the single loop and played it back and forth many times. When he finally got out of the car, Fang Zhiqiang searched for Huang Wanting's Weibo. After browsing through the latest updates, he typed two words under the message, "Come on."

This is also his encouragement to himself and his attitude towards life. No matter what happens, we will continue to move forward firmly.

When Fang Zhiqiang walked into the hospital and got on the elevator, he was still worried. It was not until he was approaching Bi Luochun's ward that he heard the movement inside and couldn't help but laugh.

"You have such a big leg, can't you use more strength? More than a hundred kilograms of meat are all pressed on my body, and I am exhausted." The speaker was Liu Yan, and she was still They were out of breath, and what they said was a bit ambiguous. Those who didn't know it would have thought that they were doing whatever they were doing inside in broad daylight after turning off the lights.

"Yanzi, why don't you take a rest when you're tired? We'll come back later." Then Bi Luochun said in a low voice; "This is not my uncle's leg, this is mine. I also want to work harder, but my leg still hurts a bit.”

The conversation between these two people is as misleading as it is misleading.

"Fuck you, uncle." Liu Yan snorted and gasped. "Why doesn't it hurt when you fight? Now that you can walk, it hurts and you scream like a grandson?"

Looking through the window, in the ward, Liu Yan is holding a patient in a hospital gown. Bi Luochun is practicing getting out of bed and walking. Bi Luochun's leg fracture was quite serious, so he was able to get out of bed and walk. It seemed that he was recovering well, but he was still a little impatient.

But this is nothing, the most important thing is to hear the tone of the two people talking, and look at the posture of the two of them clinging to each other, which is almost like hugging each other. Fang Zhiqiang is a fool and knows that, These two guys are finally not so awkward anymore, and from the looks of it, are they getting back together?

"It's broad daylight, can you two pay attention to the influence? Are you going to start exercising now?" Fang Zhiqiang slowly walked to the door and said with a deliberately evil smile, "I was in the corridor. Hearing the passionate and selfless voice, it really feels like reliving those passionate years."

"Fang Zhiqiang, your uncle." No matter how much of a woman Liu Yan is, she is still a man. The woman, being ridiculed by Fang Zhiqiang, put Bi Luochun on the bed, picked up the pillow and threw it towards Fang Zhiqiang. Fang Zhiqiang took it with one hand and put it back on the bed when he walked in. Then he put down the fruit milk he bought and looked at Bi Luochun and squeezed his eyes: "Old Bi, are your legs healed? You should exercise in moderation and take it easy. , the capital of revolution must be grasped well."

Bi Luochun was also a little embarrassed: "You've got a strong son, stop joking. "While Fang Zhiqiang winked, he secretly glanced at Liu Yan. Fang Zhiqiang saw that Liu Yan still had a frosty face, and he immediately understood. It is estimated that although the ice between the two of them has melted, , but they haven’t really gotten back together yet. Then his joke was a bit ahead of its time. He stuck out his tongue: “Come on, aunt, peel the fruit. By the way, cut one for me as well. We are also a wounded patient. "

"Get out of here, uncle! Liu Yan was about to take action. She looked at his arm, rolled her eyes and asked, "How's it going?" Feeling better? Why didn’t Xiaoxiao come with you? "

"She is busy with something. You have no idea how busy these days are. "From the very beginning, Liu Yan and Bi Luochun were involved in the acquisition of Yamei stock, so Fang Zhiqiang never hid these things from them. Besides, the two long slits on his arms were like backpack zippers. You can't hide it, so the recent fight with Zheng Mingjie and the current lawsuit have basically been told to them.