You mean a lot to me. It seems that this sentence has finally given Jiang Wangshu an explanation. Women are more emotional than men. It can be seen that they treat love more clearly. That's why most women always like to ask men "what do you love about me" "who do you like better with your ex girlfriend?". Everyone hopes that they are the most special one, because the most special one is the easiest one To be remembered, everyone wants to be treated differently.

Who said that men are visual animals, so her focus has always been on appearance, but it is obvious that Fu's explanation is more acceptable.

Only in front of the closest people can people expose their most vulnerable side. It spreads out the once embarrassed self and shows it to her, which is also of great significance to Jiang Wangshu.

"Your mother may not know you as well as I do." He said, "when we exposed our relationship on the Internet, you were afraid. Later, you felt that you didn't deserve me. Later, you worked hard. I didn't want you to know that Duran was a Jialan branch company, and I didn't want you to feel that you were deliberately given preferential treatment. I always knew that although we were separated, you were working hard all the time. You didn't want people to think that you didn't deserve me Stand beside me with a brand new identity

"Ginger... You never thought about giving up on me, did you?"

She pursed her lips and didn't speak. She agreed, but she didn't want to admit it.

"You misunderstand me and Meng fan. You don't feel safe. You always think you're not good enough. But you can't imagine my thoughts with your own guess. It's unfair that you confuse me with those people. You never ask me and don't tell me what you think. You make me feel insecure."

He has always been the one who gives Jiang Wangshu a sense of security. Jiang Wangshu never thought that he would have no sense of security.

The place where his face was close to the back of Jiang Wangshu's hand was wet. Jiang Wangshu trembled, hesitated, and took the initiative to touch his face, "are you... Crying?"

Jiang Wangshu only saw him cry once. On the day of Jiang Wangyu's death, Fu Yu'an's image in her heart was so rich and magnificent that she even took the place of her father. She felt that he was omnipotent. She never thought that he would take the initiative to expose his vulnerable side in front of her.

When he came, Jiang Wangshu thought that he was here to quarrel with himself. Unexpectedly, he said so much to himself and finally cried.

She took off her shoes and sat on the bed cross legged. She didn't have the heart to pull out her hand. Her posture was a little awkward. "I... I don't know you don't have a sense of security, and I don't know you... Would you tell me this? Don't cry. When you cry, I'll be at a loss. Then I'll feel more distressed.

He curled up like a child. Jiang Wangshu didn't know where to put his hand. He patted him on the back like a child. It was futile to say anything comforting now. Silence was better than sound.

"Come back."

"What?"

She really didn't hear it clearly. She lowered herself and approached him, trying to hear what he said clearly. At this moment, Fu Yu'an suddenly raised her head. Hua misheng couldn't prevent her from bumping into him. Before she had time to feel pain, she was already on the bed.

His tears drop on her face. Jiang Wangshu looks at him and reaches out his hand to help him wipe his tears. He doesn't say anything, but he knows everything.

"Come back."

He repeated, this time the voice was louder, and Jiang Wangshu heard it clearly.

Fu Yu'an leaned over her forehead and said, "come back."

Then he kisses her eyes. "I can't live without you."

Kiss fell to the tip of her nose, finally came to the lips, "a person is very hard, you come back to accompany me."

"All right?"

His words have the power to bewitch people. The strong city defense built by Jiang Wangshu is vulnerable under the attack of his words.

In the end, she forgot what she said or didn't say, and lost her sense in confusion.

The bedside lamp in her bedroom was broken, and only the main light above her head was on. She opened her eyes and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but strangely, she could feel his sadness.

When he is the most difficult, the most difficult time, he is the only one when he is the most sad. No matter how poor she is, there is a mother to accompany him, but he has nothing left. He has no family and walks alone in the world. How can it make people feel relieved.

The window was open, too. She shrunk her shoulders and said, "it's cold.".

He heard it and a hot kiss fell on her shoulder.

Everything in front of her became hazy. She tilted her head and pushed him subconsciously. It was like a mountain. Instead of moving, she was pushed by him and her arm was raised to the top of her head. Suddenly she saw a picture of Jiang Wangyu on the head of the bed. She became sober, widened her eyes and tried her best to push him away. "No, no, we can't do that."

She is sober, but Fu Yu'an is not sober. Her eyes are blurred. When she looks at her, there is a light in her eyes, "why not? Jiang Jiang, be obedient. "

She pointed to the photo of Jiang Wangyu at the head of the bed, "my sister..."He looked back, got up, looked at the smiling Jiang Wangyu in her white dress, gently buttoned the photo on the desk, and finally put it in the drawer.

Jiang Wangshu woke up, pulled on his shoulder belt and sat up, "you go back."

Fu Yu'an looks at her without saying a word. At last, he takes out a box of cigarettes from his pocket without a lighter. He looks around her room for a while and sees a black lighter at the head of her bed. "How can you have this?"

He reached over and touched not only the lighter, but also a box of unpacked cigarettes hidden under his pillow.

Twenty bucks, mint flavor cigarettes, women's brand.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

She also generous, "try, I just want to see what this thing is difficult to quit."

"After trying?"

"It's not easy to smoke, it smells bad, and it's choking."

Fu Yuan lights a cigarette. When the cigarette goes in, the smoke comes out of her mouth, and then immediately comes in through her nose, circulates in her lungs for a week, and finally exhales.

He also forgot when he began to smoke. These illusory smoke can fill the void. What he can't get rid of is not the physical addiction, but the dependence in his heart.

Jiang Wangshu himself took one in his mouth and asked him for a lighter.

"No He clasped her back neck with one hand and supported the cigarette with the other, cigarette holder to cigarette holder.

Jiang Wangshu has seen this way of lighting cigarettes. It's not very serious. It seems that it's a way of lighting cigarettes between men. She takes a puff, and the cigarette ends have scarlet sparks. She takes another hard puff, chokes with too much force, coughs twice, and the smoke comes out of her nose. She's a little embarrassed.