Chapter 300

Fu Hanchuan hung up and sat in the car waiting for Su Xiang to come.

He put one hand on the steering wheel. When he was bored, he lit a cigarette and looked at his watch. It takes about five minutes to walk from Xiangyuan to this intersection.

The smoke was dense in the car, and soon the car was filled with smoke. Fu Hanchuan opened the window and let out the smoke.

A beam of light from the street lamp is thrown down, and there is an aperture cast by the shadow of the lamp in one corner of the window. The warm yellow color brings warmth and loneliness to this small world.

If there were two people, they would never feel lonely, Fu Hanchuan thought.

It reminds him of many years ago when he was young. He dated Lu Weiqi. Sometimes he parked his car not far from her home and waited for her to come.

She always dresses up beautifully, delicate and elegant. Every frown and smile seems to have been carefully pondered. When she looks at him, her smile is a little shy and proud.

It was very to his appetite, so at that time he was infatuated with her and even had the idea of marrying her.

Now Fu Hanchuan thinks of those, but he thinks Lu Weiqi is false and she is not real enough.

They all say that in front of the people they like, both men and women will carefully package themselves, present the good side to each other and collect the bad side. So many people don't reveal their nature until they get married, and then they start the misfortune of marriage.

How can people who really want to live together accommodate the hypocrisy? Sooner or later, we must uncover the illusion and reveal the truth.

Fu Hanchuan thought of the beginning of her relationship with Su Xiang. When she married him, she was all flawed and useless. Her silence and her patience made her seem to have no sense of existence in the Fu family, which made him gradually put down his guard. When she didn't exist, it was the same, but it was only so.

It's like putting an ugly and out of place furniture at home, but now that you've bought it and put it there, you're used to seeing more in and out.

He thought that as long as she didn't go out and make trouble for him, she was laughed at anyway, and he couldn't change.

She gave birth to a baby. There was a baby at home. She was always crying. At that time, their husband and wife still slept separately. The sound insulation of the Fu family's old house is not so good. The child cries in the middle of the night. When there is deep silence, he can hear the cry next door.

But she was mute and couldn't hear her coaxing the child, but the child cried loudly and it would take a long time to stop. He had to cry several times a night, so that he couldn't sleep well and had a bad temper every day. But she looks even worse.

People give birth to a child fat several times, she is thin several times, her face is pale, dark blue under her eyes, ugly like a ghost.

Later, the crying time of the child became shorter and shorter at night. He thought that maybe she was skilled in how to take care of the baby. It was nothing. There was a process.

But one night, suddenly she rushed to knock on his door and told him what to express. He couldn't understand what she was talking about.

At that time, she was afraid of him, very afraid, and never took the initiative to talk to him, but that day she took his hand and went to her room.

He thought she couldn't help it and ran to hook y to lead him, but the result was that the child had a fever. She was very afraid and had to come to him.

The Fu family looked at her coldly. When she didn't exist, including himself, but at that time, she thought of him for the first time and asked him for help.

He sent the child to the hospital all night, and she followed him. She was wearing pajamas and slippers and a coat outside. She was very embarrassed.

At any time, the Fu family could not show such embarrassment, but at that time, he only saw her at a loss and her concern for her children.

She tied all her heart to the child and watched the doctor check the child's body. She didn't dare to blink. Her thin body arched her back in horror and tightened her whole body.

He thought that she was probably afraid of problems with her children. The Fu family would drive her out when she had no dependence.

He thought of the tragedy when she gave birth to a child alone. Looking at her nervousness and caution, he felt that she was very poor. The fate of an adult was tied to a two-month-old baby.

Normal people have compassion. Fu Hanchuan is not a pervert. His heart is soft.

The child's fever is normal. After the doctor's examination, she does not advocate medication. She cools the child physically, wipes the body with alcohol cotton, and teaches her to massage the child. She learns it carefully. Later, he saw a pamphlet at the head of her bed, which was full of precautions and various massage techniques.

After Fu Ying fell ill for the first time, old man Fu thought he would pass his illness on to Fu Ying, so he let them move out.

In the smaller villa, the two met more. They often saw her holding Fu Ying around the house to coax him to sleep.

She still couldn't sleep well at night. Sometimes she sat on the balcony with her child and coaxed him to sleep. The golden sunshine spread on her face. Her pale face was more moist. The little baby slept quietly in her arms. Her milk was fat and her pink face was like a glutinous rice ball.

Her arms are thin and thin, holding the fat baby. He feels that he will break her arms, or she will release her hands in her sleep. But she held the child firmly. If the child moved, she would pat it unconsciously, and the child would be quiet.

The picture is very quiet and soft. He looks out of the way. He even has a strange feeling in his heart. At the same time, he knows that he does not reject this feeling. But he never thought about it. He just felt that habit became natural. His children were born and he had been married for a year. Can't he get used to it?

Later, he actually observed her and occasionally glanced at her when eating, on the way to the kitchen to drink water, or when he left the house in the morning.

He thought, there are only three adults in this room with a maid. Don't you go to see an old woman without looking at her?

But he changed his original idea. She was not so nervous about her son because she took advantage of her son's foothold in the Fu family. It was a feeling of dependence.

If she wants to have a foothold in the Fu family, the most reliable thing is not to use the child, but to cling to him. What is more secure than keeping her husband's heart?

You know, if he is not satisfied with her, he can divorce her and marry again. At that time, Mrs. Zhuoya has begun to arrange other women to approach him.

But she didn't care much about anything else. She didn't please him. He regarded her as nonexistent, and she regarded him as nonexistent. She was only one heart with a little baby.

At that time, he felt that she was lonely and pitiful in such a big Fu family.

A few years later, Fu Hanchuan sometimes thought that Fu Ying had a deep relationship with her, probably from the womb, because at that time, they were really dependent on each other.

The sound insulation of the new villa is good. When he closes the door, he can't hear the child crying, but he always vaguely hears crying in the middle of the night. When he wakes up, he listens carefully. But he knew that the child would cry in the middle of the night. He was either uncomfortable or hungry. Anyway, he had to toss several times a night. He heard the experience.

One day he woke up in the middle of the night and didn't fall asleep. He pushed her door. A dim light was on in the room. She sat dazed at the head of the bed, holding her son in her hand. Her pajamas were half open. She was feeding him.

He married her, but he never touched her again. That day, I saw him breathe tight and turn around and leave, but he woke her up completely.

She was stunned and stared at him. Her frightened eyes were like frightened deer, but she wanted someone to swallow her.

The child fell asleep with milk, but he didn't go that night. He asked her in her room. She didn't resist or enjoy it. It was a bit at the mercy of others.

When he woke up the next morning, there was no one by the bed, the child was not in the room, and the crib was empty. He saw her note on the bedside table, which meant that he would not ask her in this room in the future.

Later, he didn't ask for her in this room. He went to his room. After that, she took a bath and went back to her room. She didn't bother to go back and forth.

Later, Fu Ying weaned and arranged a baby room, but this habit has been retained. They live in the same room, but they sleep in separate rooms.

He began to think about her. It turned out that she was not at the mercy of others and had a stubborn temper.

Under the light, the man's fingers were holding smoke, and his blurred eyes looked at the halo in front of him.

If someone could tell him earlier that when a man starts thinking about a woman, it is the beginning of his heart. He will not treat her like that.

He has been in love, but he has never had such experience. Maybe it should be Qiao Ying's meaning. He is used to being flattered by others, so he has never tried to figure out love.

Fu Hanchuan vomited a cigarette, raised his eyes and saw a slender figure coming out of the intersection. She was wearing a long knitted coat outside, and the corners of her clothes fluttered in the walking room, revealing her cotton pajamas. The patterns of flowers and plants could be seen on the pajamas. At her feet were a pair of cotton slippers, and her hair was half dry on her head.

She walked slowly, her eyes drooping, as if she could sleep when she walked.

Fu Hanchuan suddenly smiled at her sleepy appearance, and his dull heart suddenly recovered.

She didn't dress up as meticulously as Lu weiqi, showing her delicate and beautiful side. In his opinion, she felt that she was not artificial and showed him the real side.

How a man looks at a woman depends on his heart. Some men will feel that it is disrespectful for a woman to come out and meet people without dressing up. In Fu Hanchuan's opinion, she doesn't care about her image. She regards him as her own person and doesn't need careful modification in front of her own people.

Fu Hanchuan smiled and watched her yawn. He pressed the second cigarette end in the ashtray, opened the door and got off, then bypassed half the front of the car and opened the door of Fu's seat.

Su Xiang walked to the car, but didn't get on the car according to Fu Hanchuan's meaning.

She just came to see what he wanted to show her. After reading it, she went back.

Su Xiang looked up at Fu Hanchuan and frowned slightly. It seemed that he disturbed her sleep, which made her unhappy. He looked a little impatient.

Su Xiang asked, "what is it?"

Fu Hanchuan said, "although I don't mind you showing me the most real side, it's not safe. It's better to wear more clothes when you go out."

Su Xiang glared at him and said in his heart: I was going to sleep. You forced me out and asked me to come out at the intersection. I'm really worried about safety. It should be changed to tomorrow. Besides, the public security management here is very good. There are surveillance around. There are security patrols every hour. Another road is the Public Security Bureau. Who has the courage to commit crimes under the eyes of the public security bureau.

But Su Xiang didn't answer back. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to talk.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her shoulders drooping and her spirit was waning. She was probably too tired during the day. He pushed her shoulder into the car and said, "there's a night wind. The car said."

Fu Hanchuan sat back in the driver's seat, but didn't say anything, but drove out.

Su Xiang was refreshed and stared at the street lights passing around. The familiar community environment was far away from her.

"Why are you taking me there?"

Fu Hanchuan took time to look at her and gave her a soothing look. He said, "don't worry, I won't sell you."

Su Xiang thought, maybe it's inconvenient to put the thing shown to her in the car. He will take her to that place now.

She relaxed, leaned her head against the door and closed her eyes. Today, after a day of stress and drinking so much wine, she relaxed and wanted to sleep.

After a while, she felt someone touching her hand. Her palm fell into a wide hand. The palm was dry and warm, and her skin was slightly thick. Her thumb rubbed the back of her hand, one after another.

With this feeling, she suddenly woke up. Only then did she find that the car had stopped and her hand was falling into Fu Hanchuan's hand.

The man was half on his side, his left elbow on the steering wheel and his fingers on his forehead. He lowered his eyes, held her in his right hand and looked at her hand seriously.

The man's head is low, his washed hair is fluffy, a few strands of hair hang on his wide forehead, his thick eyebrows are half hidden on his forehead, his sideburns are trimmed clean, and his ears are exposed. The upper part of his ears is almost higher than his eyebrows, um... It seems to be a little higher.

According to the fortune telling book, the person with high ears is Ji Xiang. Well... Fu Hanchuan has always been very lucky, except when he met her as a mute.

Su Xiang frowned. What do her hands look like. When she smoked, the man added some strength and didn't let her smoke away.

He knew she was awake.

Su Xiang didn't move any more, waiting for him to speak. She turned and looked around and found that it was in Chang'an park.

Chang'an park is a very old park. It is built around the lake. It is allowed to drive in at night. In the past, many couples came out to date. But later, Disneyland was built in Beicheng, and the park was gradually ignored.

The park is quiet at night, and there are no people in the slightly cold weather. The ferris wheel in the distance is set up there alone, with a huge disk with the moon in the sky.

Did Fu Hanchuan hide his things here? Or did you make an appointment to meet someone here?

Confused, Su Xiang turned to look at him.

In order to save resources, the park only turned on street lights. In the dim light, his skin looked very white, his nose was straight, and his drooping eyelids hid his sharp eyes and looked soft.

Su Xiang didn't know why he held her hand and didn't speak. When he was about to speak, the man raised his eyelids and fixed his deep eyes on her.

Su Xiang was stunned. She was not used to his affectionate eyes. Her heart trembled and forgot to draw back her hand.

The man's thumb rubbed on the back of her hand.

"Fu Hanchuan -"

"Su Xiang, you are precious."

The two men spoke at the same time, and Su Xiang was stunned. The man whispered gently. The low male voice was like a plucked cello string, which cut open the air. The sound wave disappeared in a flash, but it clearly fell in his ear.

Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan and frowned. This time, she pulled back her hand and looked down.

The skin on the back of her hand was rubbed red by him.

Her expression did not mean to be moved, but cooled down. She said, "Fu Hanchuan, didn't you know when you were in Kuala Lumpur?"

In Kuala Lumpur, at the banquet house, they heard the complete story. Fu Hanchuan was fully aware of Su Xiang's life experience.

At that time, he also said that he would not touch her anything, only her. It was disgusting to hear her.

"Why, seeing today's banquet, I was recognized in front of everyone and completely confirmed my identity, you think this is the dust settled?"

It's one thing to recognize a relative in Kuala Lumpur, and it's another to be recognized in public.

In the eyes of others, she has become the daughter of the banquet family. Compared with the depressed daughter of the Su family, she is naturally precious. When Su Xiang toasted those distinguished guests, he could feel the difference in their eyes.

But Su Xiang didn't think her identity was different. She was still surnamed Su and didn't change her identity. Nothing would change except for a few more relatives.

Fu Hanchuan listened to her cold tone, the corners of his lips turned up, and looked at Su Xiang's soft eyes. He still grabbed her hand, held it in his palm and said, "what I said is precious, not your identity."

"I say you are precious. As a woman, you are precious."

Su Xiang frowned again. He just thought he was weird tonight. Didn't he take the wrong medicine?

She said, "Fu Hanchuan, are you ill?" What else are you talking about here?

He Fu Hanchuan will say a woman, that she Su Xiang is precious? When he bullied her, he didn't say she was precious. Fu Hanchuan surrounded her hand, and the corners of his lips were still slightly tilted. It could be seen that he seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at her slender wrist, pink palm and white fingers. He said, "Su Xiang, I never had this idea before. I think you are my woman, which will never change. You are mine, so I don't think you are precious. I just want you to come back to me as soon as possible and return to your original position. "“ But you have your own thoughts, your pride, your dignity and your care. I used to think I respected you enough, but how profound it was to say... "He paused, didn't go on, and the score was reduced when he said it, which annoyed her. To coax a woman to be happy is to coax her to be happy. That's a small sentiment. Real respect should not be like that. He couldn't tell what it was. The word "respect" is distinguished and important. He understands it this way. She is a book he can't finish reading. When I look at her, I don't think it's eye-catching. When I look down, I think she's good-looking. She is beautiful, intelligent, gentle, generous, considerate and self-motivated. She is independent and unwilling to rely on men. She is strong and tenacious... In short, she is good at everything. For him, she is the most important person he wants to hold hands with all his life. Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang. She married him when she was 20 and left her best years to him. If life is a flower, she withers in the Fu family. Now, after so many years, her face has not changed. Her skin is moist and white, her eyes are clear, precious and proud. It's better than before. I don't know how many times. But none of this was maintained in his hands. When he admitted her changes, he was full of jealousy, which stimulated him to be better than that person. If it wasn't better, how could he get her home? He can't be rude to tell her that the Golden Nest and silver nest are not as good as his own dog's nest. His home must not be a chicken feather, so that she doesn't want to come back. He couldn't coax her to say that when he cleaned up the house, he could be his wife Fu. In Fu Hanchuan's cognition, Su Xiang is his wife, which has never changed. Otherwise, she won't remarry with her after she leaves. She can't escape his palm. But in Su Xiang's cognition, the Fu family hurt her. There was the place where swords were arrayed. He was also one of the people who hurt her. She was afraid and avoidance was an instinct. He complained in his own heart that if she came back, they could face all difficulties together. If the husband and wife were united, he would not be so tired. But why does he think so? He didn't give her a sense of security, but he thought he was responsible for her and asked her to come back and face all this? If it were him, he would not ask for trouble and destroy his peaceful life. If it were him, he would hide far away. Qiao Ying is right. He doesn't have it. Qi Lingyang has it. The Fu family does not have the peace of the Qi family, and Fu Hanchuan does not have Qi Lingyang's patient maintenance for her, whether it is to patiently cultivate her ability or their feelings. Holding Su Xiang's hand, Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and said slowly, "the Fu family is a cup of bad water, which can't nourish beautiful flowers. Therefore, you can only wither at Fu's house. But in the future, I will give you a different home. You are here, a place to rely on. " Fu Hanchuan thought, no matter how strong she is, she always needs someone she can rely on. What he has to do is the one she can rely on, not the one she wants to hide when she sees it. But he was a knife holder and hurt her. She was afraid when she saw him. What should I do? He took her hand and kissed it on his lips, which made him flustered. What should he do to make her put down her guard, trust him and accept him again? Su Xiang looked at him and still thought he was strange. He had never spoken to her like that. He had always stabbed her with a poisonous tongue, without tenderness. But his sudden tenderness made her a little creepy, but he suddenly seemed to panic. What could he panic about? Fu Hanchuan, the best in the world, what can make him panic? At this time, Fu Hanchuan's eyes became firm again. He looked at her and said slowly and firmly: "I will make you the most precious woman, making you feel that being Fu Hanchuan's wife is a proud and happy thing. You can say to the world, "I, Fu Hanchuan is your man." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.