"I did go to the company, and then something happened in her family, so I went there. As a woman, she could not do some things."

Fu Shaoxin can explain Xia Zhi in a low voice for such a long time, which is his limit. In anything, even in the face of Zhao LAN, he feels that he has never done anything wrong, and he will never explain half a sentence. This is his style.

But in the face of Xia Zhi, he also gave in again and again.

"She can't be a woman? Then you can do it for her all your life. Something, something need to drink, need to drink, lying together? You said there was something at home, but she asked you to sleep with her? Fu Shaoxin, you ask yourself, "do you really not love her at all?"

Fu Shaoxin stands beside the bed, the whole person is shrouded in the cool light, dyed a layer of cool chill.

The fingers hanging on the side of his body beat the trouser legs irregularly, which was a sign that he tried to bear the emotion.

Fu Shaoxin is not a very gentle person. Only when he meets Xia Zhi, he puts away his edges and corners for fear of hurting her.

He should have hugged her and comforted her, but he didn't want to do it now. He had explained enough.

When men and women quarrel, they will show the most fundamental difference.

Women's entanglement is not the matter itself, but men have repeatedly stressed that this can only lead to things more and more deviate in other directions.

"For the last time, I don't love her at all. Don't make any more noise."

Xia Zhi didn't want to answer his question again. He folded the clothes on the bed and put them into his pink box one by one.

Her action is very simple, with a firm determination.

"Where are you going to pack up?"

Xia Zhi pressed the box down, opened it again, and continued to put clothes in one by one: "you don't have to worry about it."

"Going to Xi Xiaoran again?" Fu Shaoxin's eyes were cold and awe inspiring.

This light rhetorical question, let Xia know thoroughly fried hair, she and Xi Xiaoran aboveboard, never have any excessive behavior, what does he mean by this sentence?

Originally Xia Zhi wanted to deny it, but his words changed again: "if you can go to Ann Yiman, why can't I go to Xi Xiaoran? I don't think Xi Xiaoran is worse than your Ann Yiman."

Fu Shaoxin stared at Xia Zhi closely. Her action of stuffing clothes was like pressing in his heart, making him suffocate: "if you leave today, you'll never come back."

Xia Zhi white fingers in the trunk slightly meal, and then looked up at Fu Shaoxin, now her face in the light a little pale, shoulder length short hair fell on the smooth lines of the clavicle.

A pair of black and white eyes gradually shrouded in a thin and cool fog.

She bowed her head again, silently zipped up the suitcase, and then got up to walk past Fu Shaoxin.

"Today I'm gone, and I have no plan to come back. From now on, I can't care whether you like to marry your Yu Weiwei or drink with your old love Ann Yiman."

Two people quarrel for half a year, this is the first time such a split quarrel, when sweet after, those irreconcilable contradictions appear, will only hurt each other more acutely.

What Xia Zhi wants is very simple, but the three most empty words.

sense of security.

However, it is obvious that Fu Shaoxin, such a childe, simply can not give her.

Fu Shaoxin looked at her, turned to open the door: "I hope you are thinking clearly, go or stay."

When men usually say this, they really want women to think seriously. They want to solve this problem from a rational point of view, and to a large extent, they want women to stay.

But when women hear this question from men, they can't answer it with rational emotion. Sometimes all they want is a hug, but men often don't know.

Xia Zhi looks at his cold and almost strange face. Her heart is chilly. She shakes her hand holding the suitcase, straightens her back and disappears in Fu Shaoxin's vision.

After walking out of the Fu Family Mansion, Xia Zhi felt ridiculous. It seemed that this was the second time he had left like this.

She walked slowly. Her high heels had worn through her heels. The street behind her was long and dark. The yellow street lamp reflected her lonely shadow.

Fu Shaoxin stood at the window, fingers nest on the cold windowsill, want to chase out, but try to control their own impulse.

I don't know who I'm angry with.

Ah, in love, this terrible self-esteem!

Until the phone rings, Fu Shaoxin just takes back his sight from the outside.

"Hello, Shaoxin."

At the other end of the phone, Ann Yiman's voice was a little whimpering, as if he had cried, with a strong trill.

His brow wrinkled. As a man, he thought that the minimum responsibility was to have. Since this woman had ruined her life, he had the obligation to help her until she found the person who could entrust her life.

But after this matter, Fu Shaoxin decided to draw a clear line with her, he can pay enough money for her life, can give her a company on the right track.

"Are you crying? What's the matter? "

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, Shaoxin. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have called you to come here."

Fu Shaoxin see her emotion so excited, to the mouth and slowly swallow back to the mouth.

"What's the matter with you?"

Ann Yiman sniffed and continued to cry: "Shaoxin, I didn't know they would come. I didn't know you really fell in love with others. I just wanted to have dinner with you because my birthday was too lonely."

"I know."

"Shaoxin, Xia knows her. She won't be angry. We, we sleep together and she sees us. I'm afraid she'll misunderstand us. You just drink too much. She must have misunderstood us. Otherwise, I'll explain to her. "

"No more."

"Shaoxin, I hear your voice is not right, is not a quarrel with Xia Zhi."

Fu Shaoxin rubbed some sore Temples: "HMM."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I'll ask her, I'll ask her to forgive me, and I'll tell her that we have nothing."

Fu Shaoxin pause, some things or a quick knife to cut the mess of good.

"There's something I want to talk to you about, eman."

"I'm at home. Come here. I want to talk to you. Today's affair is my fault. I can explain it to Xia Zhi."

"It's not your fault. It's all my fault. It's too late now. Tomorrow. I'll ask you out tomorrow."

"Good. Shaoxin, don't be angry. Xia knows that she only quarrels with you because she loves you. "

Fu Shaoxin lightly hung up the phone.

Then dial a number: "you come to meet Xia Zhi, she is..."