Chapter 207

Liao Zhenbo has always been a man who does what he says, especially to Fu Xiaoqian. She has never made any demands on him. This time, it is not a request. He hopes to give her a most satisfactory answer.

On the way home, both of them tacitly agreed that they didn't say a word more. Fu Xiaoqian was tired and didn't want to say a word, while Liao Zhenbo was trying to cooperate with her. By the way, he could think about the work in the next week, go over his head, straighten out his ideas, and then when he went home, he could easily explain things one by one.

Liao Zhenbo holds Fu Xiaoqian to the front passenger seat and carefully helps her fasten her seat belt. When she was ready to drive, Fu Xiaoqian was like a child who was afraid of adults running away. She held Liao Zhenbo's arm very hard and put her head on Liao Zhenbo's shoulder, but her face glanced to the other side without saying a word.

Turning his head, he coagulates the top of his shoulder. His hair is as smooth as water. It spreads all over his shoulder. The smell is still fresh. However, Liao Zhenbo reads the pain from it. He thinks that today's phone call must be extraordinary. He needs to ask leson to check it out.

His heart is full of worry about Fu Xiaoqian, but his face is as calm as water. He thinks that he can't let his expression or action affect Fu Xiaoqian's mood any more.

The black high-end car is driving on the flat road. I don't know whether it's time to go to work or what's the reason, but it's smooth all the way. Liao Zhenbo's driving skills are really good. The speed is very fast, but it's so flat that Fu Xiaoqian can't feel like riding. Only the trees flying outside the window can give her the feeling of flying.

"Your driving skills are so good, why call a driver?" Fu Xiaoqian pillow on his shoulder, some puzzled.

"We should share the money." Liao Zhenbo side Mou looked at her, said such a word. Like not answering Fu Xiaoqian's question, like the best answer to her question.

At this moment, Fu Xiaoqian felt kindness from Liao Zhenbo. It turns out that people really can't only look at the surface, just like she always thought Mu Huan was the best person for her. She always thought Zhuo Ran's love for her five years was so sincere, but

Fu Xiaoqian raised her arm and stroked her forehead. Ah, I can't think about it any more. Suddenly, she felt that she had been happy all her life Thought, all in this morning was used up.

Maybe the brain capacity is too small, why she just can't figure out how she can be used by them. She is willing to let them spend five years. Five years of youth is really not short for a person.

"I'm thinking about something. I'm home." Liao Zhenbo stops the car for a while, but Fu Xiaoqian doesn't respond. He reaches out and caresses Fu Xiaoqian's cheek to call back her thoughts.

"Lei, I think it's really worthwhile for me to walk in the next life." Fu Xiaoqian leaves from Liao Zhenbo's shoulder, looks at Liao Zhenbo sideways, and says without thinking.

Liao Zhenbo frowned almost invisibly. Just for a moment, his dark eyes appeared a rare soft and gentle, "fool, what do you think? Our life has just begun. You haven't had time to enjoy it yet. "

When Liao Zhenbo got out of the car, he took Fu Xiaoqian in his arms and went to the front door of the house.

The servants opened the door early to welcome them. Although they had doubts about their early return, they did not dare to say a word. However, the person who brought them slippers was not that weird little you. This idea just flashed through Liao Zhenbo's mind, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Holding Fu Xiaoqian, he went upstairs and said, "sleep first"

"wait for a while. I want to go to the study first."

Liao Zhenbo doesn't understand how Fu Xiaoqian suddenly changes her mind, but he also follows her and carries her into the study. When he just put Fu Xiaoqian on the office chair, Liao Zhenbo still asked, as if he was afraid that Fu Xiaoqian would suddenly repent, "don't you think about living an ordinary life? How can you still go to the study and work?"

"no, just want to be alone for a while." When she said this, Fu Xiaoqian felt that she was a little unkind, so she still lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at Liao Zhenbo's expression. She was afraid to see disappointment in his eyes.

Liao Zhenbo's mood at this time is indeed a little disappointed, because from what he asked, we can see that "including me"

Fu Xiaoqian stubbornly did not look up at Liao Zhenbo, but still dropped her eyes and did not say a word.

Maybe she hasn't thought of how to talk about some things; maybe she hasn't sorted out some feelings clearly and doesn't know where to start; maybe she needs some time to accept some emotions.

Since she needs time now, why don't you give her some? It happens that she also has some things to explain.

In front of Fu Xiaoqian, Liao Zhenbo has learned to persuade himself slowly. As long as all this is what she wants, he thinks he will try his best to prepare himself.

"Good." Liao Zhenbo's stubborn little head, he was defeated after all, but he was defeated willingly. His words were warm and his voice was soft. "If you have anything, please remember to call me. But I'll give you only a moment, as I said For a long time, he was afraid that it was time for her to start thinking again."Well." Fu Xiaoqian is still low neck, but some things have begun to overflow in her heart, eyes and body.

In front of him, she always lost her armor, even her mind and wisdom regressed for many years. She depended on him in a way that sometimes seemed strange to her, but in fact he was in her heart and soul.

After Liao Zhenbo opened the door and went out, Fu Xiaoqian picked up a book from her desk. The book had been with her for many years, and she could not remember it clearly. However, many sentences in it were like marks in her mind, which were meaningful in an instant and could not be erased.

She hid everything she thought was most precious in this book.

For example, some sentences she likes.

People would rather be lonely than against their heart.

It's better to regret than make do with those who can enter my heart,

those who can't, disdain to be perfunctory,

the past is thick and light, the color is clear and light,

after years of sadness and joy, it's as clear as a mirror, and it's quiet,

the fingers are too wide, the time is too thin, and the whole life is really short,

if you understand, please don't understand, please lighten it.

what beautiful sentences There are several people who can do it. Fu Xiaoqian knows that she is not a saint, so she just walks towards that direction.

But she is a long love person, as in the coffee bar with Zhuo ran said, "I am not a good at forgetting people."

Yes, it is precisely because she is not good at forgetting that when she heard Mu Huan's words today, she would be so painful and sad. It's not because she still has a kind of reluctant emotion towards zhuoran, just because that love is a good memory in her heart.

It's like a flower. After being moistened by sunshine, cultivated by fertile soil, and baptized by wind, frost, rain and dew, she thinks that she has grown up. When she thinks that she can have beautiful flowers in the next moment, someone tells her that all these things in front of her are just a beautiful lie woven by others, because her roots have already rotted in the soil It will never bloom.

That kind of feeling, only people who have experienced can really feel it.

Therefore, Fu Xiaoqian hopes to be quiet, and Liao Zhenbo can give her time. She wants to get out of this embarrassing situation, pull herself out of this sad mood, and give Liao Zhenbo a complete and wholehearted Fu Xiaoqian.

Those yellowing paper has become fragile in the hands of Fu Xiaoqian, was treated carefully.

She said, this is her treasure house. As she flipped, she saw a piece of folded paper. What kind of paper is this? It's clear to Fu Xiaoqian. It seems that Liao Zhenbo brought it to her a few days ago.

She remembers that she was painting a design draft in her study that day. The door of the study was open. She didn't even hear Liao Zhenbo standing outside and knocking on the door until he stood beside him and said, "this wedding dress must be beautiful for you."

Yes, she is drawing a design draft of wedding dress on her hand. Maybe she is too engrossed in it, or maybe every woman has her own wedding fantasy in her mind. In this way, in the unconscious state, the rudiment of a wedding dress is on the paper.

When she heard Liao Zhenbo's voice, she thought about it. Then she slowly gathered back and quickly picked up the design draft in her hand and hid it at the bottom of the document.

Her white face was even more red, and then with the change of her mind, she began to get better and better, because at this time, she realized that when she was painting this wedding dress, she was thinking about Liao Zhenbo, how amazing he was when he put on this wedding dress, what kind of oath he made to her when he put on this wedding dress, and what kind of oath he wanted him to be When I put on this wedding dress, how to tell, what kind of love I have hidden in the past five years.

Now when he saw this design draft, he was like wearing the emperor's new clothes, standing naked in front of him, accepting the baptism of his eyes.

But Liao Zhenbo didn't seem to want to let her go. He encircled her from behind, bent down and approached her ear, "do you want to experience the process of starting with love, proposing, putting on your own wedding dress and walking towards me step by step"

Fu Xiaoqian thought that he was making fun of her, so she turned her head aside and pretended to ignore her He.