Chapter 115

The cell phone seems to be getting better. Text messages. A ring of mobile phones took turns to fight. Hitting Fu Xiaoqian's eardrum. Disturbed her desire for peace of mind.

She turned and glanced at her right hand. I didn't see the screen clearly. It's the wind that lifts the hair. Silky black silk was flying in the air. Blocked her hazy eyes.

I shouldn't have taken this annoying cell phone when I went downstairs to relax. She thought.

Toe or unconsciously place to the ground. Stop the swinging rope. Gathered the naughty hair. Don't go behind your ears. Move your right hand forward. indeed. It's all from the same person. outstanding.

Why not. So hard.

Flowers are yesterday's flowers. Man is not the man of the day before yesterday.

"Save the best for the best day." Fu Xiaoqian had inexplicably thought of that day in the restaurant. What Zhuo ran said to her.

It was also on that day. This beauty is doomed to be destroyed.

Your feet are stressed on the grass. There's a sting coming from the bottom of the foot. It's the result of that little stone just now. But the pain that people bring. But in my heart. Can't see or touch.

Fu Xiaoqian did not pay attention to that little wound. The body left the surface of the swing. The screen of the mobile phone was opened. Stick it to the side of your face. I didn't speak. The foot movement did not stop. It's going to the lake.

This time she was not in a trance. Instead, he went to the shore and sat down. Soak the white feet in the water. Two feet were playing on the water. Like the willow branches in the spring across the lake. It's like two mandarin ducks swimming in the lake. First update

after a silence. There's a voice coming from the other end of the cell phone. "Qianqian..." Deep and hoarse. It's like the sound of a cello pulling. Deep and melancholy.

"Well." Fu Xiaoqian answered. I don't know what to say next.

Maybe there's too much to say. I don't know where to start. Or from that day on. She has lost the right to speak to him.

At this point. She should have asked him about his injury. Who is going to take care of him these days in the hospital. But I just opened my mouth. First mute. She looked up to the top of the mountain in the distance. She didn't want things in her eyes to slip. Because there's a beginning. The outcome is not something you can control.

Make a fist with your left hand. He coughed up to his mouth. Clear your throat. "How are you?"

"How are you?"

Almost at the same time. At both ends of the electromagnetic wave came three words at the same time. They can't look at each other. But they all laughed softly.

"Where is it?" This is the problem. know the score. Zhuo ran still asked.

"Liao family."

"All the time."

Her answer is the Liao family. Whether it's the viewing villa or Liao's house, it belongs to Liao Zhenbo's private house. They all belong to the Liao family. So it should be. "Yes."

"That day He didn't bully you To spit out the word bullying from Zhuo Ran's mouth. How hard it is. Only Zhuo ran himself knows this. It was like a sharp knife in his left chest. It's like a thorn in my heart. It's growing. Through his heart.

Bullying. We're all adults. Fu Xiaoqian knows what the metaphor means. Especially in the middle of August. She felt it more deeply. Is she going to say it. no That's a man. She won't say. If you want to say it, you can't say it to Zhuo ran. She didn't want to hide it. It's a barrier between them. There is a gap between them.

Put that relationship aside. There are many explanations for bullying. For example, playing basketball. Like imprisonment. Control her behavior.

No. Liao Zhenbo didn't do this to her.

So fu Xiaoqian's answer is. "No

Zhuo ran breathed a sigh of relief. Although it's light. But Fu Xiaoqian really listened. Then Zhuo ran repeatedly said. "Good. That's good. Otherwise, I'll really blame myself for the rest of my life. that day. I was so impulsive. I shouldn't have provoked his Majesty in this way. He was a lion. How can we tolerate others pulling his beard. Even if that beard didn't work for him. "

The last sentence is to paint a snake and add to its content. no That's what Zhuo ran told Fu Xiaoqian.

Fu Xiaoqian did not have the heart to study the meaning of this sentence. It's no use hearing it. Yeah. It's really not good for Liao Zhenbo to bind himself like this. But he still left himself in his way. And let go of his pride. For that day. He made a different apology in his own way.

What a proud man Liao Zhenbo is. It's impossible for him to say sorry. Yesterday, his step-by-step concession was his best way to apologize.

Fu Xiaoqian can understand it. But she still couldn't understand. It's because of the fault in her heart. High up there. It's too high. That she walked on her own.

"I'm not good." The day she was wrong. She shouldn't be angry with Liao Zhenbo in the morning. It was used in that place. She challenged his authority.

"Qianqian. You are so kind. You are not fit to be with a wolf like him. " Zhuo ran really felt it. After that. He turned back to reality. "I'll be out of the hospital in two days. Can you come and pick me upIn fact, what he always wanted to ask was the period of hospitalization. Why didn't she come to see herself. He thought about it and didn't ask. If you ask. I'm suspected of questioning myself. On the contrary, Fu Xiaoqian's heart will be branded with dislike.

"I I will Fu Xiaoqian stopped for a long time. In the end, I decided to go. After all, he was hurt because of himself. It can't be said that you don't show up. Even if you can't be a lover. It's OK to be friends. A man as graceful and gentle as he is. It's worth having a better one. As a friend, he will always be there silently blessing.

"Well. I'll wait for you. "

"Good." I hung up. Fu Xiaoqian covered her face with her hands. She didn't cry. It's true that I didn't cry.

For a while. Fu Xiaoqian moved her hands away from her face. He pinched his eyebrows. Stand up. I photographed the dust behind me. He stretched out his hand and stroked his loose hair. Then he turned around and was ready to go back.

At least just turned around, she was in the same place. Unconsciously looked at the hands of the mobile phone. He looked up again. The soft fingers tightened subconsciously.

She didn't speak or move. Just looking at Liao Zhenbo.

When did he come back. How long have you been standing behind her. It starts from receiving Zhuo Ran's call. Earlier. She didn't want to guess. A pair of water charming star eyes. After a deep look at him. It turned elsewhere. The first time to update the bottom of her heart, there was a little guilty.

Maybe it's because of being at home. He was wearing a white housecoat. White cotton short sleeve upper body. Pair it with linen baggy straight pants. Pedal a pair of white cotton slippers. The warm sun behind us. Close to him. It adds a sense of immortality.

The shining hair is slightly disordered. There was also a bluish beard on the chin. But it didn't affect his noble grace at all. It's more grounded.

He's such a polite guy. I guess I didn't go out today. That's how it looks.

I didn't go out. yes. After Liao Zhenbo came back late last night. First, I went to the bedroom. And then live alone in the study. Until morning. No place has been moved. Even Wu Ma doesn't know that Liao Zhenbo has always been in Liao's house. The first time to update

until half an hour ago. After Liao Zhenbo came downstairs. The servants began to fear the silence of the night.

Ben is the newlyweds. Half a month later. But it didn't make the right sound. What does that portend. There is some speculation in everyone's mind.

Until. Liao Zhenbo bends over and takes out Fu Xiaoqian's slippers from the shoe cabinet. And a white towel. Everyone's heart that is beating drum has the trend of Yan flag. It seems. My husband's heart to his wife has not changed.

How could Liao Zhenbo know that Fu Xiaoqian ran out without slippers.

He's upstairs in the study. Just in front of the window. With a cigarette in his hand, a white voice intruded into his sight without warning. With waterfall like hair. I'm wearing white snow yarn jumpers. Barefoot. Step on the grass. From afar, you can see the graceful buildings. The eyebrows are blooming. Every smile and frown affects Liao Zhenbo's heart.

So. He pulled all the curtains open. Push the window open. The probe comes out. I hope she can raise her eyes and look at herself. Even smile at each other. That is already to his cold heart. The greatest consolation.

Comfort. Comfort, of course.

Late last night. He strode up the stairs. Push the master bedroom door open. Press the yellow light at the head of the bed. He sat by the bed in the light. Reach out and touch her sleeping cheek. She was holding the soft quilt. I didn't wake up. Just hold the quilt tighter. He closed his lips. Then he fell asleep again.

Her sleeping face was calm. It sets off the uneasiness in Liao Zhenbo's heart. He just sat by the bed and watched her for a long time. I thought about it a lot.

He thought. She should have no him in her heart. Otherwise, after half a month of separation. I can still sleep so peacefully on my first night back. There should be no shadow of him in her dream. Because she frowns at the thought of him. At the sight of him, he would have a white face.

Think of these, the heart is more or less some bad taste. This sense of frustration is a first taste. There is an impulse in my heart. Trying to shake her out of sleep. And told her to go back. She can't be left out alone. Leave him alone to taste the taste of loneliness and missing. last. Liao Zhenbo held back. He is very strong in control. No matter what sudden and dangerous situation. He can handle it with equanimity. But only to her. His self-control is zero. Even negative. He was as impulsive and impetuous as a young man who had just entered the market.

She is his sorrow. She knows.

Liao Zhenbo stands up. I sat in my study for midnight. Think about it later. According to their current relationship. If it's temporarily separated. It's not necessarily a good thing. Follow her. Why bother her.