C2

Three years ago …

Los Angeles, USA.

A woman in a fashionable white dress was sleeping on a rocking chair in the backyard of a European and American villa.

Above her was a towering maple tree, red as blood.

Red as a fire, burning hot.

The setting sun shone like blood as the evening light shone through the gaps of the maple leaves and fell on the girl's delicate and gentle face.

She seemed to have a restless sleep. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly creased, making people want to help her smooth out her worries.

The wind blew through the ends of her hair. Her black hair fluttered, and the stack of papers on the table beside her crackled.

She moved her eyelids and slowly opened her amber eyes.

Those eyes were beautiful …

It had a unique elegance and was very cold.

She sat up and looked at the stack of papers beside her with her clear eyes. Her rosy lips curled up slightly.

"Then... As you wish. "

There was a smile in her voice, but only a deep chill in her eyes.

She picked up the pen and flipped open a page of the stack of papers. The purpose of the page was a line of 'marriage agreement' written in large letters.

Without the slightest hesitation, she quickly signed her name: Fu Xingchen.

After signing, she quickly took out her phone and made a call.

Before the person on the other end of the phone said anything, she directly said, "I've already signed it. I'll return home in three days."

After saying that, she directly hung up the phone.

It was close to dusk, and the horizon was filled with intoxicating colors. Fu Xingchen stood up and left the villa with his backpack.

After hitchhiking to a coffee shop, Fu Xingchen casually sat at a table near the window and ordered a cup of coffee.

"How come you have the time to come to my place today?"

Following this clear female voice, a woman with light purple hair sat opposite Fu Xingchen.

The outline of the woman's face was soft and elegant. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. There was an indescribable smile in her eyes. She was a complete Chinese.

Fu Xingchen smiled faintly at the woman. He did not feel any difference in her actions. It was evident that he had expected it.

Putting down the coffee in his hand, Fu Xingchen said in a faint voice, "I'm going back home."

"Return?" The woman was surprised for a moment, then she smiled indifferently, "So you came to bid me farewell?"

Fu Xingchen took a sip of his coffee. "I guess so."

Hearing the reply, the woman's expression was somewhat regretful. "I still haven't figured out your story!"

The woman spoke with regret, but the regret in her eyes didn't reach the bottom. She still had that puzzling smile on her face.

Fu Xingchen smiled and took out a name card from his bag and pushed it to the woman. A faint smile appeared in his eyes as he said, "This is my name card. You are welcome to come to Huaxia at any time."

The woman did not accept the business card. "I've known you for four years, but this is the first time that you've been so formal." After pausing for a moment, he looked into Fu Xingchen's eyes and said meaningfully, "You said that you've developed so well in the United States over the past four years. Who doesn't know about you, Fu Xingchen?"

Fu Xingchen took her words to be flattery from ordinary people. There was no change in the expression on her beautiful face. "In short, if you ever come to Huaxia, remember me, Fu Xingchen."

"Um... "Let's see." The woman seemed to be in a rather carefree mood.

Suddenly, he saw a blue figure in the corner of his eye. The woman gestured for Fu Xingchen to look over.

Fu Xingchen turned around and saw a very beautiful Chinese woman. She wore a very casual dress and her long hair was neatly tied behind her head, revealing her delicate face.

She was sitting a short distance away with a violin in her hand, talking to a handsome American man, who left her with regret, not knowing what she was saying to him.

Fu Xingchen could not tell what was so special about him. Inevitably, he found it strange as he asked, "What's wrong?"

The woman smiled mysteriously. "Do you see the blue crystal bracelet on her wrist? She must be a very storyteller. "

Fu Xingchen was not interested in her explanation.

"Maybe."

The woman was slightly dissatisfied with Fu Xingchen's performance. She said, "Don't some people just meet by chance, but they are also inextricably linked?"

Fu Xingchen played with the long hair on his chest as he replied, "If you need any help, you can come and find me anytime."

"Is that so?" The woman picked up Fu Xingchen's name card with a confused look in her eyes, "Why don't you go to Huaxia and get the autograph of a person for me?"

"Which star?" Fu Xingchen was slightly stunned.