C1268

Zhong Jiaqi has never felt so angry, helpless and confused as this moment. At this time, she lies on the bed in her bedroom. Thinking of the quarrel she had with her parents in the living room, her hoarseness and the shock and sadness on her parents' faces, she knew that she scared them.

But with their attitude, she didn't know what she could do except to argue.

The feeling with Fu Zhongting is not easy. If you want her to give up, how can she give up? Really, if you want her to give up, it's better to let her die.

However, at the thought of her parents who raised her up from childhood, she could not say such words in a strong way, but she really felt very embarrassed and covered. If even her parents did not support her and opposed her, she did not know where the feelings would go.

A marriage that is not blessed by both parents, even if it is happy, is flawed.

What she didn't understand was that the face of her parents was really more important than her happiness, and why they couldn't put themselves in her shoes.

She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling above her head. She had never been so bothered and disordered as she was now. She didn't know what to do next.

At this time, the mobile phone nearby suddenly rang. She was startled. When she recovered, she quickly picked it up and looked. It was Fu Zhongting's phone. A sweet bitterness suddenly came to her heart. She immediately answered: "Hello, Zhongting." But it really lowered the voice, deeply afraid that the parents next door heard it and came to stir up trouble.

"Asleep?" Fu Zhongting's deep and hoarse voice came from there. It was the low echo of the cello. Zhong Jiaqi's heart, which had been irritable all night, was comforted miraculously.

"Well," she nodded, "and you."

Fu Zhongting was leaning against the front of the car, his head slightly upward, looking at the warm light in the room upstairs, smiling: "sleep with the light on?"

"Well?" As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's brain turned, she understood what he meant. She took a breath of air in disbelief. She stood up and quickly walked to the bedside. Then she opened the window and saw Fu Zhongting standing downstairs.

"Why did you come?" She clung to the edge of the window sill, trying to hold back the pain in her heart.

Apart from a very long distance, clearly people have become so small, but their sight seems to be tightly entangled together.

Without waiting for Fu Zhongting to answer, Zhong Jiaqi immediately said, "wait for me, I'll go down."

"Don't come down. In case your parents find out, it's not good."

"It's OK. They're asleep. You wait for me." With that, Zhong Jiaqi hung up the phone, and soon her figure appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

At night, there is no one moving in the neighborhood. Against the dim lights, the winner and loser said that everything around her is hazy. The only thing she can see in her sight is the lazy and domineering man leaning against the front of the car.

Obviously, she was half sitting there, doing nothing, but Zhong Jiaqi felt that he was the best and most charming man in the world. Her deep eyes were like a pool of deep water, leading her step by step closer and sinking.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace and ran towards him. Then she rushed into his arms, still unable to hide her joy and asked, "how could you come?"

Fu Zhongting opened his arms, took her soft body with a smile and asked, "why, not welcome?"

"No, it's too late to be happy." Zhong Jiaqi's whole body was hanging in Fu Zhongting, and it was only half a day before she was separated. However, for her, it was like half a century, and life was like a year.

Fu Zhongting looked at her affectionately, and his eyes were gentle: "your parents didn't embarrass you, did you?"

"It's OK. It's their daughter. How can they embarrass me?" Zhong Jiaqi said lightly.

Fu Zhongting suddenly raised her body. She exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"It's OK. Nobody's here. It won't be seen."

He said that, of course, Zhong Jiaqi was not afraid. She simply put out her hands around his neck, and her lips stuck on it.

Two people, then in the shade of a midsummer night, lingering, inseparable.

Later, it was Fu Zhongting who took the initiative to separate Zhong Jiaqi. Because the two people's bodies were close together, Zhong Jiaqi was clear about what happened to him. Fu Zhongting restrained himself from Gu Weiwang and said, "although I really want to take you back, I'd like to call it a day."

Zhong Jiaqi also has a lot to say. After listening to him, she understands his forbearance. Her slender fingers touch his resolute and handsome side face. She can't help laughing. There are few men who know how to understand and respect women. Sometimes, men are unreasonable. No matter what they want to do, they often ignore the consequences, like Fu Zhongting Men who think about women can't be liked.

Zhong Jiaqi nodded her head shyly and then came down from Fu Zhongting.

Fu Zhongting picked his eyebrows: "although I can't take you back, I can still sit on the car."

……Zhong Jiaqi got on the car with him. After the door was closed, the whole world seemed to be quiet. In the vast world, it seemed that they were the only ones left. Zhong Jiaqi leaned her head on Fu Zhongting, clasped her fingers tightly with him, and said happily and contentedly, "if only it could go on like this all the time."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"But my dad is stubborn. He doesn't make sense. If he has something that makes you uncomfortable, I'll apologize for him, but I hope you don't care about him."

"How can it be? He is my future father-in-law. I won't take it seriously."

Hearing the two words of her father-in-law, Zhong Jiaqi blushed inexplicably. Fu Zhongting then said, "this is a reminder to me. Indeed, father-in-law is a more difficult creature. Comparatively speaking, it is better for her mother-in-law to see her son-in-law. The more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks, the better she looks. It seems that she has to start with your mother."

On hearing this, Zhong Jiaqi raised her hand and knocked on Fu Zhongting's arm: "who is your father-in-law? What you say is so smooth."

"Isn't it?"

"Not now, at least."

"That's the future."

Zhong Jiaqi also couldn't help laughing. After a tense night's emotional relief, she leaned on Fu Zhongting's shoulder and was drowsy. Fu Zhongting looked sideways at her long eyelashes blinking and her hands clasped together. Her heart seemed to be filled with a full emotion and her life seemed to be finally complete.

Fu Zhongting also felt that this feeling was very wonderful. He always thought that he was a cold hearted man who could not express that he didn't need family ties. However, it turned out that he was not only wrong, but also wrong. Therefore, it was not that he didn't like it, but he had not met the right person before.