"I'm fine." Fu Xichuan led the lower lip angle: "grandfather walked very peacefully."

Xi Xi nodded and didn't know what to say.

On such occasions, it seems that it is better to be solemn and quiet.

"Saturday that day..."

"Sisi." Tang Yuan's voice came from behind them. He came over and looked at Fu Xixuan: "Fu Shao, I'm sorry."

"Thank you, Mr. Tang." Fu Xixuan took a deep look at Xixi again: "I'll go in first. You can walk slowly. I won't see you off."

Tang Yuan nodded and watched Fu Xijun turn and enter the hall. Then he left with Xi Xi.

In the Lingtang, Fu's father's eyes on Fu Xichuan fell on the figure of Xi Xi and Tang Yuan side by side through the glass window, and his brow was slightly wrinkled.

Until the end of the ceremony, the old man was sent to the cemetery, and the whole family went back to Fu's house exhausted.

Fu's father called Fu Xixiang to the study alone and asked directly, "Xixi, are you interested in the girl who went in the afternoon?"

Fu Xihu was silent: "Dad, why do you say that?"

"I remember the last time I had dinner with the Ranran family, you said they liked you, but they denied it, right?"

Looking at his father's dignified face, Fu Xichuan pursed his lips: "what do you want to say?"

"Break the thought." Fu's father's tone is deep: "she grew up with Tang yuan. She is the future Mrs. Tang. We Fu's family can't do anything about marriage."

Fu Xichuan frowned slightly: "how do you know? She never said it

I've known each other for more than a year and occasionally talked about each other's situation. She never said who she would marry in the future, nor did she say that she had a boyfriend.

"Don't you need to say that?" Fu's father looked at him: "Tang Yuan brought her here today is the best proof."

"She and I are classmates. What's wrong with her coming here?" Fu insisted.

"You have so many classmates. Who do you think is coming except Ranran?"

"That's because I didn't give notice."

"All right." Father Fu pressed his hand: "it's not appropriate to talk about such a day today."

He took out his mobile phone and turned it over. He took out several photos and handed them to Fu Xichuan: "you can see for yourself."

Fu Xichuan's eyes fall on the photo. The little girl has bright eyes and white teeth. She is naturally a miniature version of Qin Jinyan, and the chubby man is naturally Tang yuan.

Several photos, she or lying on Tang Yuan's back, or holding his hand, each one is like a flower with a smile.

"What does this mean..." Fu Xijun returned the mobile phone, with a light tone: "I know that she lived in Jinghai when she was a child, and the two families are old friends. She called Tang Yuan as her elder brother, who has the kind of feelings you said."

"I don't know if she has, but that's what Tang Yuan thinks!"

Father Fu said: "at the business party a few days ago, he refused a woman's confession in front of everyone. He openly said that he had an engagement. The girl was still in college, and they got married after graduation!"

"Maybe it's because of the situation, he said casually." Fu Xichuan looked at him: "you are serious about that, too."

"You child..."

Father Fu found out the seriousness of the matter. His son must really like the doll, otherwise he would not argue with him.

He took Fu Xichuan to the portrait of grandfather Fu: "Xixi, in front of your grandfather's face, swear never to have anything to do with her."

Fu Xichuan frowned: "Dad, I will deal with this matter."

"No matter how you deal with it, I won't allow you to be with her." Father Fu's tone was firm.

"I'm 18 years old and I'm an adult. I can do a lot of things by myself." Fu Xichuan said that there was a group of determination between eyebrows and eyes.

Looking at Fu Xichuan's foot up the stairs, Fu's father was silent, and his tone was sonorous: "her mother has been in prison!"