Chapter 268

Gu Liuxing's face turned white and his lips didn't speak.

"You are not willing to pay their own no return, or think Yan Chen take away your child is too cruel?" His voice was elegant and low, but his words made Gu Liuxing's face fade.

"What's the difference? When I said I would go, he didn't agree either. "

Ji Nanjing gently smile, "how not to do, he does not want you to leave?"

It's another one who speaks for Fu Yanchen. Everyone thinks she's too much. Even if Fu Yanchen has difficulties and reasons, why doesn't he say it?

He was satisfied with her poor acting skills step by step?

Then how can she count her hard work in the past four years?

She said in a cold voice: "Ji Dong, the onlooker, will never realize my struggle. But you are right. We are all acting. The difference is that he loves me and is willing. I only have a purpose."

Ji Nanjing looked at her face, pale, stubborn, persistent, and Fu Yanchen really match.

He said faintly, "I hope you won't regret it."

Ji Nanjing left. She could see that he was angry. She thought she was unreasonable, right?

After waiting for about ten minutes, Gu Liuxing went to the bathroom to find her before Nanqiao came out.

Walking around the corner, he saw Ying muyao pushing the South Bridge against the wall, his face tense.

Nanqiao tearful eyes, looking up at him, "should muyao, I Nanqiao has no regrets, not let you so bully."

With that, she pushed away the man and turned to see Gu Liuxing standing there without expression.

Nanqiao subconsciously turned his head and raised his hand to wipe away his tears and walked over: "wait a long time?"

Gu Liuxing shook his head and said, "let's go."

Her own affairs are in a mess. I really don't know how to persuade Nanqiao.

In the end, she said only one thing: "bridge, don't get hurt a second time."

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Driving on the road, Gu Liuxing stared at the ring on his ring finger.

Remembering the conversation with Ji Nanjing just now, she whispered: "Fu Yanchen, I want to go to Fu's cemetery."

She has been deliberately avoiding going to the Fu family cemetery, not to let herself distracted, but also afraid that... She will relapse, but this is not the reason, her children, lying alone in the Fu family cemetery, she should go to see.

Spring has always been a time of recovery, warm and short.

That child was born in 2012, on the night of Fu Yanchen's birthday, when winter was thick.

It seems that it is these days that we have entered the warm spring.

Her calm voice rang out in the car, but Fu Yanchen suddenly stepped on the brake, dark and deep eyes staring at her, uncertain asked: "to Fu's cemetery?"

She nodded. "What's its... Name?"

Fu Yanchen's eyes were dark, and his viscera seemed to have begun to brew the painful emotion. He said: "without a name, it has been waiting for its mother to come back and take it by itself."

"Let's go." Gu Liuxing didn't know what kind of expression he should put on.

Perhaps, expressionless, the best way to hide sadness.

When the car arrived at Fu's cemetery, there was a light rain in the sky. The cool wind came and Gu Liuxing shivered.

The next moment, the shoulder with a warm suit, to help her block the cold.

Fu Yanchen took a black umbrella from the car and opened it. They went up the stairs.

The sky was dark, and there were no stars or moon. They walked through the rows of tombstones. Each step was very heavy, as if they were filled with lead.