Rebirth from the Ashes

She heard people say that the three brothers of the Fu family have different looks, Fu Qingye is a mature and handsome, the young man in front of him is still young, but his temperament and this indisputable face are enough to hang those handsome men and beauties in the entertainment industry. .

"Sit down, you're welcome." Shu Baiyu looked at the two of them with a loving smile.

Yueyue said that the two of them were talented and beautiful, but she didn't look like a boyfriend or girlfriend.

Fu Qingxuan first pulled a chair for Shen Xi, watched her sit down, bent down slightly, and the gentleman gracefully helped her spread the napkin before pulling out the chair and taking a seat.

It was the first time that Shen Xi had enjoyed such attentive service from him, and he was a little uncomfortable with it. He was very emotional. He was really good at acting. He deserved to be the younger brother of the movie emperor Fu Da. It's a pity that he didn't enter the entertainment industry. should be given to him.

Fu Qingxuan seemed to have sensed Shen Xi's thoughts, turned his head, and smiled at her gracefully.

Shen Xi: ...

The food came quickly.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Guan Yue is no exception. There are two god-like figures sitting opposite, and they are extremely happy, and they feel that the food is more fragrant than before.

Shen Xi doesn't eat coriander, but he likes to eat pickled fish. It's very polite to be picky at the table, but as a foodie, it's also a kind of torture if you can't eat what you like.

Especially the sauerkraut fish on the table looked extremely attractive, and the sour and sour taste made her taste buds open.

at last.

Still couldn't help but grab a piece of pickled fish.

Fu Qingxuan looked at her with pickled cabbage fish, and couldn't help but take a piece.

Shu Baiyu looked at the two people on the opposite side, with a focused expression, and very calmly picked up the coriander leaves on the fish, his movements and expressions were indescribably similar, and he smiled jokingly: "You two children, why are you twins? similar."

"Who is his twin!"

Fu Qingxuan and Shen Xi spoke in unison, turned their heads to look at each other, and at the same time saw their disgust in the other's eyes.

Shu Baiyu couldn't help laughing out loud and asked Guan Yue, "Yueyue, what do you think?"

She is a word to wake up the dreamer.

Guan Yue was a little excited and nodded in agreement: "Like."

She always felt that Xixi and Fu Qingxuan were very similar, with similar temperament, small movements and small expressions, mistaking it for the tacit understanding between young lovers, but she always felt something was wrong in her heart, and she couldn't say what was wrong.

When the teacher said this, she suddenly realized that she was in the wrong direction at first. It was more like twins than a couple, and she didn't know who was older.

"Where's the resemblance?" Shen Xi murmured, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes.

it's so funny.

She is nothing like the childish ghosts around her!

"It's not like." Fu Qingxuan seriously denied it, took a bite of the fish, and couldn't help but look at her quietly.

ridiculous!

Why does he look like a twin to Li Jingran's daughter!

Shu Baiyu looked at the two of them even when they disliked each other, they were strangely similar, smiled noncommittally, and said no more, greeting them: "Eat more."

Not like?

Already very similar.

Not just small gestures.

They both have the same preferences.

Xixi doesn't drink lemonade.

Fu Qingxuan didn't say anything, but he didn't touch lemonade either.

They both like to eat spicy and sweet.

Do not eat the purple cabbage in the mixed dish.

Do not eat carrots in stew.

There was a plate of garlic-flavored eggplant on the table, and neither of them moved.

After dinner, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

When we arrived at Fu's house, it was already ten o'clock.

After Shen Xi took a bath, she knocked on the door of the study: "Fu Qingxuan, I'm leaving tomorrow."

When Fu Qingxuan heard her say to leave, his heart suddenly became empty, his nose was a little sour, and he said indifferently, "You don't need to report to me when you leave."

Shen Xi snorted, feeling very uncomfortable, and she didn't know what was going on. How could she have such a hateful attachment to a person she had just known for less than a week!

Fu Qingxuan's eyes were swollen, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed with broken light.

bad girl.

She went away.

Why tell him.

It made him so sad.

Outside, it was quiet.

He thought she was gone.

Who knew that the door was knocked again, and she asked, "Fu Qingxuan, do you put up Spring Festival couplets in your family?"

Fu Qingxuan was not angry: "Who doesn't put up Spring Festival couplets during the New Year!"

Shen Xi: "Then when are you going home?"

Fu Qingxuan thought that he would not be able to see her in the future, and he was very uncomfortable, and said fiercely to her: "It's none of your business!"

Shen Xi may have a good temper because she is leaving soon: "Then let's write the Spring Festival couplets, and post the Spring Festival couplets before leaving."

Fu Qingxuan refused: "Don't write!"

Shen Xi: "Do you have red paper and ink at home?"

Fu Qingxuan was even more fierce: "I don't know!"

Shen Xi was too lazy to care about him, kicked his door angrily, turned around and called Fu Qingye. According to the specific location he provided, he quickly found red paper, a utility knife, a ruler, and a pen and ink. , ready to write Spring Festival couplets.

When she left, Fu Qingxuan also left, and there was no one in the house. The Spring Festival couplets were posted, and it looked like a new year.

If she was in her hometown now, adults and children would start visiting every day, and the children would set off cannonballs, fireworks, and monkeys. At night, there would be dragon and lion dance teams performing along the street. .

In a foreign country here, let alone these activities, you can't even see the big red lanterns for Chinese New Year.

Fu Qingxuan didn't even bother to read the book at all. The book in his hand stayed on the same page and didn't move. He perked up his ears to listen to the movement outside, but the sound insulation in the house was so good that he couldn't hear anything.

When he pushed open the door and went out, he saw an empty space in the living room. The little girl was laying on red paper, half-kneeling on the ground, writing Spring Festival couplets in earnest, as if she had noticed him. She stopped her movements and turned her head to face him. Charming smiled: "Little Master, do you want to write?"

Fu Qingxuan looked at the little girl and rubbed her face with her hand. A drop of ink splashed on her face at some point, rubbed away on her clear and fair little face, like a little cat, laughing at her: "cat with a cat face."

Shen Xi was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and rubbed it again.

Fu Qingxuan pointed at her and laughed mercilessly: "When you write Spring Festival couplets, do you write it on your face? Do you want to put your face on the door of the house later?"

Looking at his arrogant appearance, Shen Xi angrily pressed the little hand that had made a hand of ink on his face, and saw his handsome face as beautiful as jade, with four ink hand prints starting from the left side of his face. Pulled to the right face, it looks like a cat's paw print.

"Little Master, you are the same as me now." Shen Xi smiled smugly and made a face at him: "Cat cat!"