Chapter 217

Fu Hanchuan has long arms and hugs Su Xiang's shoulder with one hand. With the click of the camera, a frame of photos has been fixed.

The whole process was fast and smooth. When Su Xiang came back, Fu Hanchuan had released her.

Su Xiang stared at him. Fu Hanchuan lowered his head and pressed something on his mobile phone. Then he saw him put his mobile phone back into his pocket and walked forward, as if it hadn't happened just now.

Su Xiang glanced at the mermaid with only the fish's tail. The whole person was still a little confused.

When Fu Hanchuan opened her cell phone just now, she seemed to see her picture, which was also in the aquarium.

In the picture, she is wearing a blue skirt.

Su Xiang's only impression of the aquarium was the one three years ago. However, when did Fu Hanchuan secretly take her photos?

"What are you doing?" The man's faint voice came from the front. Su Xiang looked at it. He had walked a distance and stood a few meters away. He was tall and straight in a straight suit, and his spirit was cold, like a God's house from the deep sea.

Su Xiang pursed his lower lip and went up: "you..."

"What did you say to Fu Ying just now?"

They both spoke at the same time. Su Xiang looked at him. Fu Hanchuan's side face looked colder, and the blue sea water floated slightly on his handsome white face.

Not far away, Fu Ying was lying in front of the glass watching a big electric ray, like a huge gray black cloud swaying by.

His mood was stable, he didn't cry, he wasn't particularly disappointed, and he didn't look like he was hit hard.

Su Xiang said, "I've said everything I should say."

Fu Hanchuan looked at her: "aren't you afraid that he regards you as a bad man and won't get close to you?"

Su Xiang said, "what kind of person am I? In the eyes of those who have nothing to do with me, I am a melon seed that has nothing to do with chewing and playing. When I chew it clean, I can spit."

"I'm happy and sad. It has nothing to do with them. They don't have to care about my mood. They won't share my joys and sorrows with me. All that happened to me was just to give them more information. This majority of people can be collectively referred to as the melon eating masses. If so, why should I care? "

"There are also some people who use these events to seek benefits from me, that is, they are attacking me. In this case, I will not be slaughtered."

"The last few people care about me and follow me. The only thing I care about is me in their eyes. But since they are close to me, they know what kind of person I am. You don't have to speak, you will support me. "

"Fu Ying, he is my son. Maybe he is still young and not very sensible. But at the bottom of his heart, subconsciously, he has stood on my side. If not, can I make sense in a few words? "

Fu Hanchuan watched her speak slowly, with a calm expression, no resentment or resentment, and a kind of detached reason. He didn't know how much struggle and pain she had experienced before she could calmly analyze it.

I ignore those who are not painful or itchy to me; I resist those who destroy me; Happy to see my pain, I laugh; Kiss me, I touch it.

"OK." Fu Hanchuan nodded his head, put his fingers in his pocket and slowly rubbed the lubricated surface of the mobile phone. He didn't say anything and paced forward.

Fu Ying saw him coming and pointed to an unknown fish. Fu Hanchuan explained it to him patiently. At this time, a large group of small fish swam over and showed colorful colors in the water, like fireworks in full bloom in the water, which was particularly spectacular.

"Wow..." Fu Ying opened his mouth blankly and looked silly, "a lot of fish..."

Su Xiang was also shocked. The fish scattered and closed over their heads until they were frightened by other fish, and then they swam quickly to the deep.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her eyes with more than enough meaning. The corners of his lips slightly hooked. Just now he was clear and reasonable. He almost thought she was going to be promoted. Now she is no different from a child.

Unconsciously, after ten o'clock, Fu Ying was still sleepy when he was playing. He had been walking all over the aquarium before he shouted that he couldn't move.

The three people walked slowly outside the ocean park. A car rested quietly in the parking lot. Fu Ying lay on Fu Hanchuan's shoulder with his eyelids closed. It seemed that he had slept.

Fu Hanchuan opened the door, placed Fu Ying in the back seat, and covered him with a blanket. The little guy curled up and slept comfortably, sighing with satisfaction.

Fu Hanchuan closed the door, turned around and saw Su Xiang's eyes still on the child.

He said, "I heard you're going to New Zealand with him on vacation?"

"Huh?" Su Xiang responded. He asked something and nodded, "HMM."

Her expression was light, her eyes were clear, and there was no guilty look.

Fu Hanchuan frowned and squeezed his mobile phone with his fingers in his pocket.

"Don't go."

Su Xiang looked into the distance and took back her sight. The corners of her lips moved slightly and drew a trace of ridicule. She said, "do you think I might listen to you?"

Legally, they still have obstacles, but in her opinion, they are already two separate individuals. He has no position to say or ask for anything to her.

Fu Hanchuan was not surprised to be refuted by her. His eyes swept through the window to the sleeping Fu Ying. The raised figure of the child was blurred in the dim light. He mocked Su Xiang: "just now, you were explaining to your son. Why, it's the same to say and do?"

Su Xiang looked at him silently, looked at his cold and arrogant expression, and listened to his overbearing tone. She took a breath gently and opened her mouth in a dignified way: "Fu Hanchuan, I think you may have misunderstood something. I didn't say in front of Fu Ying, "we are loving parents."

"Since we are going to tell him the truth, there is no need to create an illusion for him. I'm not with you, not with your Fu family. "

Fu Hanchuan's wrinkled eyebrows flattened out, but her eyes cooled and the air stagnated for a few seconds. Su Xiang didn't know how hard he held his fingers tightly in his pocket.

Fu Hanchuan's lip line became a straight line, and his cold voice was like frost on a winter night: "so you must go?"

"Su Xiang, I need to remind you again. Are you still my Mrs. Fu?"

Su Xiang suddenly chuckled. She said, "I, Mrs. Fu, have the right to travel around."

"It depends on who it is!" Fu Hanchuan lowered his voice, and the light of the red lantern was printed on the bottom of his eyes, like two burning fires.

She can go around to relax, but she can't follow Qi Lingyang!

Three years ago, he watched them leave Beicheng together. Do you want to sprinkle a handful of sand in your eyes?

Su Xiang pursed her lower lip and smiled. She said, "Fu Hanchuan, I'm not you. I don't want to break my promise."

She promised Qi Lingyang and the children. She didn't want to break even the simplest one.

She meant something, Fu Hanchuan understood it, and his face immediately became very ugly. As long as she turns over those old accounts, he can't continue to argue with her.

At this point, she has entered a dead end. If the argument goes on, she will not change her mind, nor will he be willing to agree. The two people pestered and consumed.

The night wind was blowing coldly. In the aquarium, a pair of young lovers who traveled at night ran out playfully. Su Xiang glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "it's very late. I should go back."

As soon as her toes turned, Fu Hanchuan subconsciously held her arm and looked at her with fixed eyes.

It should have been that they are all the way and can go in and out together

Su Xiang looked down at his fingers. In the car next to him, Fu Ying slept soundly. From this perspective, Fu Ying seemed to sleep between their two arms.

Su Xiang pursed his lips, looked back and said gently, "be careful on the road and drive slower."

With that, she pulled back her arm and turned to her car.

Fu Hanchuan watched her figure slowly blurred by the darkness, his fingers slowly hung down, and her whisper in his ears: be careful on the road and drive slowly.

He smiled unconsciously and turned to open the door.

The lights in front of me lit up. I saw the lights of the car cut through the night and ran away in a moment.

She was crisp and neat. Fu Hanchuan smiled again and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The sound of unlocking the screen sounded. He looked at the screensaver, then pressed the icon on the album and immediately entered the album page.

The first photo that came out was a group photo of the two of them standing together.

He looked at it, and the light of the screen projected on his face. His face was rare to see tenderness, but it was only a moment.

Fu Hanchuan pressed several times on the screen, then put down his mobile phone expressionless and put his fingers on the steering wheel.

When Su Xiang was driving, she heard a prompt sound from her mobile phone to receive new information. She looked down at her handbag and still focused on safe driving.

Back in Xiangyuan, Qi Lingyang was still lying on the sofa in the living room.

Zhang Ma came down with a blanket in her hand. It seemed that she was going to cover it for him. Seeing that Su Xiang came back, she whispered, "Miss pearl has fallen asleep. Mr. Qi has been waiting for you for a long time."

Su Xiang nodded, and Zhang Ma left lightly.

Su Xiang wanted to wake Qi Lingyang up, but when she walked in, she smelled a faint smell of wine on him, and a touch of red on his cheeks and cheekbones. She guessed that he might be socializing again. But he frowned, as if there was something wrong with him.

Su Xiang gently covered him with a blanket. When he was about to retract his hand, his finger was held by someone.

Su Xiang turned to look at the past and was facing Qi Lingyang's sleepy eyes when he was half asleep and half awake: "back?"

Qi Lingyang lifted the blanket and sat up. He rubbed his hands and looked sleepy before he became more energetic.

Seeing that he was very tired, Su Xiang said, "after you have drunk, let the driver take you back."

Su Xiang was going to call the driver. When she was about to get up, Qi Lingyang pulled her down.

Qi Lingyang seemed to be struggling to rush out under his calm expression, but he tried his best to hold back. He asked, "where have you been so late?"

Su Xiang opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment, but he still said it. She said, "the new year is coming soon. I had a new year's Eve dinner with Fu Ying in advance."

If Fu Ying is there, there must be that person... Qi Lingyang breathes smoothly, but his Adam's apple rolls up and down. He smiles: "well, you and Fu Ying haven't had a reunion dinner together for many years. So many things have happened recently. You should talk to him more. "

He paused and asked, "did the child... Ask you anything?"

Su Xiang showed a relieved expression on his face and said, "it's all agreed."

"That's good." Qi Lingyang didn't tangle much on this topic. He raised his hand and took something from the tea table to her and said, "here is your visa and ticket. Xiaocheng, they will arrive tomorrow. I asked Xiao Yun to arrange for them to take a break in the hotel. When the new year's Eve dinner at the old house is over in the evening, we will set out for the airport. "

Su Xiang was slightly stunned: "in such a hurry?"

Qi Lingyang said, "go early and come back early."

Su Xiang nodded and said nothing more. Qi Lingyang looked at her and opened his lower lip as if he had something to say. When it came to his mouth, he rolled at the tip of his tongue. He urged her to say, "it's getting late. Go wash and I'll go back later."

"Oh..." Su Xiang nodded, got up and walked upstairs. He stepped on the stairs and felt strange.

She turned her head and looked at Qi Lingyang. He was sitting on the sofa, his elbows supporting his knees, his back slightly arched and his shoulders slightly hung. She didn't know what he was thinking. He was quiet like a statue.

Su Xiang pursed his lips, turned his head and continued to walk to the room. When she passed the Pearl Room, she pushed the door and looked at it. The little girl slept very heavily. She could hear her gentle voice standing at the door.

Su Xiang smiled faintly, closed the door and walked to the opposite room. She put her bag on the bedside table. When she was going to get her pajamas, she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a message on the road and went back without reading it.

He took out his mobile phone from his bag and opened the picture. Su Xiang was stunned.

Fu Hanchuan sent her the picture taken in Ocean Park.

In the background of the mermaid swimming towards the depths of the ocean, Fu Ying lies on the glass and looks at the silhouette carefully. She looks at the expression of the camera foolishly, and Fu Hanchuan's Qingjun face are presented in a photo.

Since Su Xiang married Fu Hanchuan, he has never had a group photo with the same frame, let alone a family photo.

He doesn't like taking photos. The ones published in the magazine are just to cooperate with the necessary interviews. Otherwise, the media secretly take photos of him, so it's difficult to see a picture of his life.

And this picture was taken by himself.

Su Xiang remembered the picture of her three years ago in his mobile phone, and his heart jumped uncontrollably.

She looked at the people in the picture for a long time and didn't know what it was like. It was just like knocking over the five flavor bottle.

She was bent on seeking peace. She just wanted to keep such peace. Why should he

Even in the same passage, the same scenery and the same people, the time that can't go back is that can't go back

Su Xiang blinked hard, took his sight back from the magic screen, locked the screen, and then took his clothes to wash.

After a while, Su Xiang came out of the bathroom with a big towel around his head and went downstairs to pour a glass of water.

The light on the first floor has been dark, leaving only wall lights for lighting. In the dim light, it seems that a person is sitting on the sofa, thinking about himself.

Su Xiang frowned and turned on the light. In an instant, the whole living room lit up. Not surprisingly, the man was Qi Lingyang.

Just now, she felt something on his mind.

Su Xiang went over and said, "well, is such a person drinking wine?" She looked at the wine bottle on the tea table. It was almost bottomed out.

Qi Lingyang's face was all red, even his neck was red, and his eyes were covered with red blood. He said, "Su Xiang, will you follow me?"

He looked at her straight, with uncertainty about her in his eyes.

Up to now, he didn't feel like Su Xiang. Even from the moment he determined his mind, he didn't let go.

Su Xiang frowned slightly. She had promised to come down. Of course, she would go together. She was about to open her mouth. The back of his hand was hot. His hot palm covered her little hand and clenched it in his palm. It seemed that it was a treasure that no one could take away.

He leaned against the back of the sofa, closed his eyes and whispered, "you went to have a reunion dinner..."

Su Xiang pursed his lips and looked at the liberation of forbearance, a complete and real Qi Lingyang. He is not as gentle and considerate as he appears. He is just a fragile, jealous and uneasy man.

She knew that no man would completely mind his woman's intercourse with another man, especially if that man had lived together.

He always pretends not to care in front of her, doesn't give her any pressure, and gives any support she wants. His good is what she doesn't want to repay.

But what was in front of her, involving her heart, was the kind of entanglement that could not be solved. She didn't know when the entanglement would end

Su Xiang looked at him silently. Her hand was still clenched in his palm, and he stuck it to the heart of his chest. His powerful heartbeat could be felt under his palm. The temperature stimulated by alcohol was transmitted to her palm through the clothes, and his fingertips were warmed up by him.

As time went by, just when she thought he was asleep, Qi Lingyang suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers and took off the towel wrapped in her hair. In an instant, the strands of sticky hair hung down, and Su Xiang's beautiful face had a different beauty under the messy hair.

Su Xiang was startled. His other hand touched his wet hair. Qi Lingyang looked at her with a smile and patted the hand on his chest. It meant peace of mind. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes to sleep. He said vaguely, "it's a dream... Good... Good..."

Su Xiang's heart was heavy. He turned and looked blankly at the deep night outside the window

The next morning, Su Xiang came downstairs with pearls in his arms. Qi Lingyang was not seen in the living room. The blanket was gone. Zhang Ma came out of the kitchen with a casserole. Su Xiang asked, "where's Mr. Qi?"

Zhang Ma looked at her blankly and said, "didn't Mr. Qi go back last night? I haven't come yet. "

The casserole was placed on the table mat. As soon as the lid was lifted, the white fog rose, and the aroma of rice porridge overflowed.

Qi Lingyang came in from the outside with the morning fog on his body. He patted the small drops of water that had condensed on the clothes and said, "it's a big fog today. Fortunately, there aren't many cars now."

The smell of porridge floated in the air. He looked at the casserole and asked, "it smells good. Is it shredded chicken porridge?"

Zhang's mother smiled: "yes, the grass chicken bought yesterday was raised by farmers."

Qi Lingyang put his coat on the back of the chair, opened the seat and sat down. He glanced at Su Xiang: "what are you doing standing silly, aren't you hungry?"

When Pearl saw Qi Lingyang, she would rush into his arms. The soft little milk voice called for her father to hold her.

Qi Lingyang let pearl sit on his lap. The little girl smelled the aroma of rice porridge and stretched her little hand to grab the long spoon in the sand pot.

Qi Lingyang was afraid of her burning, so he grabbed her little hand and didn't let her move. He raised his chin to the pot of porridge and said, "Sheng porridge..."

Su Xiang glanced at him, picked up the empty bowl and filled the porridge with the long spoon. Qi Lingyang always teased pearl. The porridge bowl was placed in front of him, so he took the spoon to cool it and fed it to Pearl for dinner.

Su Xiang looked at his refreshing face and asked, "when did you go back last night?"

Qi Lingyang held the spoon and blew it cool. In the gap, he said, "I'll go back if you don't come back."

Look at his face, as if those later things had never happened. He showed those fragility when he didn't hold her hand, nor was he jealous or disappointed in her. There was nothing.

Whether he didn't remember or whether he deliberately chose to forget, Su Xiang didn't know.

"Oh..." Su Xiang responded, lowered his eyes and had breakfast. Yu Guang glanced at Qi Lingyang.

If he didn't mention it, she couldn't mention it, but this subtle feeling... Su Xiang had a mouthful of sticky rice porridge in his mouth and ate it absentmindedly. For a time, the whole restaurant only had Pearl's children's language, which was low and patient with Qi Lingyang.

Qi Lingyang wiped Pearl's mouth with a paper towel: "Su Xiang..."

"Su Xiang..."

"Miss Su, Mr. Qi called you." Zhang's mother reminded her that Su Xiang came back: "well, what's the matter?"

Qi Lingyang looked at her empty bowl and said, "are you full?"

Su Xiang looked down. Her bowl was empty. Then she realized that she had been immersed in her thoughts. She ate the bowl of porridge whole and didn't taste any fresh and sweet taste.

She put down her bowl and spoon and said, "ah, I'm full."

Qi Lingyang said, "go to the old house later and change her into new clothes. The old man will be distressed when he sees it."

Su Xiang looked at the clothes Pearl was wearing. It was a purple fluffy skirt with a layer of fluff on the edge. It was a new skirt just bought last month. It was only worn twice. But if you go back to Su's house to have dinner with the old man, you'd better dress her up.

Su Xiang nodded and asked Zhang Ma to clean up the table and said, "give me the Pearl."

She opened her arms, pearl slid down Qi Lingyang's thigh and ran to Su Xiang: "Ma Ma..."

The little girl was in a good mood today. She kept shouting around her mother. Su Xiang picked her up and said with a smile, "OK, OK, I'm going to cry with you."

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