Chapter 229

She didn't know how many years she had been in this room.

One year.

Two years.

Or since she disappeared, she has been locked up in this empty, one bed room.

From hope to despair, from despair to collapse, she drew strength from the name of the man she loved deeply and engraved his name wherever she could.

Waiting, has been waiting, a year, two years, three years! More than a thousand days and nights, accompany her, only these three words and the freedom of being imprisoned.

On the screen, the woman squatting on the ground slowly stands up. She turns around and looks at the camera with empty eyes. Fu Tingyuan looks at the face printed from the screen. The once cold and beautiful woman is no longer thin, and her long hair, which grows to small legs, is scattered behind her in disorder. ——She looks like a ghost who has lost her soul.

Fu Tingyuan slowly closed his eyes.

There's a woman waiting for him in a psychiatric hospital.

For three years.

Now, it's still waiting.

He understood what Yan Ruyu meant when he said that the situation of Bai Xuesheng was very bad.

She looks like she can't wait

I don't know what kind of torture it is that makes such a proud woman like Bai Xuesheng turn into such a desperate and empty appearance

Fu Tingyuan turned off the video. He couldn't let himself have another look. He thought she was dead, but he didn't expect that she was still suffering in this world.

And clearly The most innocent person in all this is her.

He raised his hand slightly against the eyebrow, where the pain of jumping, pain unbearable.

He couldn't sit back and watch him.

He couldn't wait to die for her pain.

For a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called Yan Ruyu.

"Third brother," his voice sounded as sunny as ever, "do you think clearly?"

"Where is she now?"

Yan Ruyu laughed deeply and happily I'll tell you it's OK. Then you have to keep your promise

……

Fu Tingyuan hung up.

He threw his cell phone on his desk and leaned back. A trace of unspeakable fatigue came out from the bottom of his heart He closed his eyes and felt the sharp pain of the nerve in the center of his eyebrow.

He opened his eyes slowly, gloomy and obscure.

He didn't know if he would regret it in the future.

But it's the biggest concession he can make.

*

it's raining.

Ronan came back from the outside with an umbrella.

When she handed her umbrella to her servant, she accidentally saw Fu Tingyuan sitting on the sofa.

How did this guy come back so early today?

Half of her trouser legs were wet. She took a look at Fu Tingyuan, who was sitting on the sofa watching the news. She ran upstairs and changed into a skirt.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Luo is back. Would you like to have dinner?"

The housekeeper came up and asked in a low voice.

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at Luo Nanchu, who was not far away from the stairs, and then nodded: "let's have dinner."

The housekeeper took a look at him. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that Fu Tingyuan looked very gloomy today, a little frightening.

During the meal, Ronan was absent-minded at first.

She looks as if she has something on her mind.

So there was extra silence at the dinner table tonight.

Fu Tingyuan finished his meal and went to his study.

Luonan took a bath in the bathroom, then went downstairs to make a cup of coffee, ran to Fu Tingyuan's study door and knocked on the door.