"I don't think Brother Shi Ting is angry for not seeing her... I asked his bodyguard, and the bodyguard said that his face was scratched by a branch. He loves face, and the wound on his face is not good, so he probably doesn't want to see her.

Anyone."

"So that's it! Then I'll tell An An now! Otherwise she will definitely have random thoughts!" Li Xiaotian told Qin Anan what He Zhunzhi said.

Qin Anan returned her smile.

Li Xiaotian continued to send her a message: Fu Shiting's birthday will be in half a month. Have you thought about what gift to give him?

Qin Anan: No, I don’t know what to give.

Li Xiaotian: The weather is so cold, please knit him a sweater!

Qin Anan: Are you serious? Who wears knitted sweaters now?

Li Xiaotian: If you are asked to knit, just knit. Straight men like this.

Qin Anan: The problem is, I can’t knit!

Li Xiaotian: The wool seller will teach you! If it doesn’t work, just watch videos online! You are so smart, you will definitely learn it in no time!

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Qin Anan: Why do you insist on me knitting a sweater?

Li Xiaotian: Because men do this! He Zhunzhi said that he can’t forget his first girlfriend because that girl knitted a sweater for him and he keeps it until now...I feel sad

Dead, but I will never knit a sweater for him!

Qin Anan stood in the heavy snow, looking at the message from her best friend, and fell into a brief tangle.

A car stopped in front of her and honked its horn, and she came back to her senses.

It was she who ordered the express train.

An hour later, she returned home carrying a bag of wool.

Zhang Yun walked up to her, looked at the wool in the bag, and wondered: "You want to knit a scarf?"

Qin Anan blushed slightly: "I want to knit a sweater."

Zhang Yun's eyes suddenly became full of meaning: "Who are you knitting for? It can't be for me, right? Is it for Fu Shiting?"

Qin An'an: "Mom, I will knit it for you...but Fu Shiting's birthday is coming soon, so I will knit him one piece first. When I get more skilled, I will knit you a better one."

Zhang Yun smiled and said: "I'm kidding you! But isn't it popular now to knit sweaters for your sweetheart? It was quite popular in our time..."

Qin Anan: "Xiaotian said it is also popular now."

Zhang Yun: "Oh, it seems that fashion comes in cycles! Can you knit? Knitting is very time-consuming. Do you want me to help you?"

Qin Anan shook his head: "There's still half a month left! I should be able to finish knitting."

...

Fu family.

Enclosed balcony on the second floor.

Fu Shiting was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window at the falling snow.

In the past few days, his mind has been empty. His heart has also been empty.

The previous obsession and pain seemed to be put on pause.

He didn't want to see anyone or hear anything.

Only when the pain in my body is unbearable, I will think about what would happen now if I fell to my death at that time.

He knew very well that nothing would change.

The earth will still rotate.

Those who cried when he left will gradually return to normal life.

In this world, no one can live without the other.

But in the end, he still felt worried in his heart.

He cannot die.

His hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the wheelchair, and his body was very tight.

Tears quickly slid down from the corners of his eyes.

Living room on the second floor.

Mrs. Fu was sitting on the sofa, and the doctor was standing next to her.

"Madam, Shi Ting's injury this time caused his depression to relapse."
Chapter completed!