Chapter 357

The man behind him didn't speak for a long time. Just when Jiang Wangshu was worried that the other party was aiming at her, he really wanted to do something. A hand behind his neck came up slowly, and the palm was hot and rough. He pulled her hair aside, followed her neck to one shoulder, and then held it gently.

She had already collapsed, and was about to cry, but the man still didn't make any sound.

Jiang Wangshu was really afraid. He squatted down slowly, hugged himself, and his voice trembled. "What do you want to do? I beg you...

"now you know you're scared?"

After hearing this, Jiang Wangshu suddenly woke up like a slap in the face.

It's Fu Yu'an!

With tears on the back of her hand, she turned around and glared at him angrily. She wanted to stare out her eyes like, "how did you get here? Why don't you do it in front of a good boss and become a robber like others? "

He wore a black windbreaker, similar to her Khaki style, like a pair.

After revealing his identity, he walked in with such a swagger. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. He went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. He turned on all the lights in the house and felt at home.

However, for a long time, it was similar to his own home.

Jiang Wangshu said, "this is my home. Go out!"

"If song Sirui can come, I can't?" He looked at her with his eyes, put down his glass, found her bedroom, opened the door and went in.

Jiang Wangshu hurried in with a warning, "my mother will be back soon. If you don't want to be bumped into by her, go now."

"Your mother?" He was funny, "didn't your mother go on a tour?"

"You... How do you know?"

"It's not like I haven't seen you downstairs. I don't need to ask. I told you that your mother is going to leave for a week. We have plenty of time."

She had no choice but to turn off the power in order to avoid him. Who knows, he came to the door. Now look at this posture, I'm not ready to go.

"Fu Yu'an, what else do you want to do?"

He patted the bed and asked her to sit down, with a stiff smile on her face. "The way you were scared just now was my mood all day yesterday. I went to see you at noon, and the front desk said you checked out in the morning. How do you explain what you said to me yesterday? Are you lying to me? "

"I didn't lie to you." She said, "you swear, I also said I believe you, I said I believe, I really believe, I am...

" just want to hide, right? I don't want to be with you anymore, do I? "

"What do you think we can do together? I don't want to drag on like this. "

"Is that really the reason?"

Jiang Wangshu looked at him, silent, guilty nodded, "yes, that's it. I don't want to talk about a love that only has process but no result. Anyway, it's separated, and it's meaningless to entangle again and again."

"Meaningless? Then my feelings are meaningless? "

When she came back yesterday, she had already thought about it. She had nothing to love, nothing to do with it, and she was not good at it. Then she blamed all her faults on herself. In this way, she would not abandon him, but her leaving would give him a better choice. In this way, she would feel better.

Give Allah a hand, hold her face, as if I knew her for the first time, examine her carefully, "do you know what I love you for?"

She did not know, if she knew, she would not deny herself in her heart.

"I remember the first time we met was in the hospital. I was very sad when your sister left. You found me in the stairwell and shook my hand."

At that time, her sadness was much stronger than that of him. But when she held his hand, he could feel the deep strength. It seemed that there were infinite possibilities in her weak body.

In his eyes, he was angry and irritable at the beginning, and gradually became gentle. "Finally, there was an excuse to intervene in your family. I was in charge of most of your affairs. When you fight, the teacher called me. When I got to the office, you grabbed the boy's collar, and the two teachers couldn't pull you away. At that time, you were like a little beast looking for revenge after losing your parents It's all about strength. Don't bend, don't admit defeat. "

Jiang Wangshu listened quietly, avoiding his eyes.

"You have never been bullied by others. At that time, I didn't have such achievements as now. I went out every day to invest, run business, see people's faces, and give people a smile. The ugly words I heard, the pale eyes I received, and the coldness I felt are the most unforgettable things in my life. I know why I have persisted Is that right? "

"Because of you, you were at the age of listening to great principles. Others would not listen to you if they reasoned with you again. I'm the same. Senior, everyone in the past has a lot of principles to tell you. They told you to be patient. Young man, you have to be dormant enough to be promising in the future."The story of his time has never been told to anyone. No one knows what he experienced except the people they experienced together. Jiang Wangshu also heard him talk about it for the first time.

"But those reasonable people forget that when they were young people, they were full of blood. I knew the truth, but understanding didn't mean listening. Then I saw you. You were humble and weak, but you didn't admit defeat. You were holding your strength. It was like giving you a stick to make you dare."

He sighed with self mockery, "at that time, I was far less courageous than you. I was afraid that a word would offend investors, that refusal would bring harm to the company, and that I was afraid of wolves before and tigers after. That was the weakest period of time for me so far."

Fu Yu'an was lying on her bed with long hands and feet, which was a little bit restrained. "But you told me that it's not humiliating to be beaten. What's humiliating is that you can't get up when you are beaten."

Jiang Wangshu never thought about, or felt that his existence would have any impact on an. When he heard that, he was shocked, but more of an accident.

"If you like a person's skin, the air bag will get old. If you like a person's body, the body will lose shape. External things will become less precious with the passage of time."

"You're not very beautiful, and you're not one in a million. Maybe you don't think you have any merit in your body, but..."

he took her hand, leaned on the back of her hand, and his voice was gentle and slow. "You mean a lot to me."

You mean so much to me that I have to.