Chapter 157

Fu Zihao turned his head, his left arm was on the door, but his fingers were touching his chin. His eyes were serious and deep. In the dim light of the underground parking lot, the outline of his face was as clear as ever.

They did not make a sound, only shallow breathing intertwined with each other, Tang Xiaoyan swallowed saliva, suddenly afraid of his straight soul gaze: "open the door, I want to see my mother."

"I want to ask you a question."

"What?"

"If it wasn't for Tang Wanru, would you like me?" His eyes were locked on her, which made her feel suffocated.

Which thing does Tang Wanru refer to? Is it that he holds his mother-in-law to occupy her wedding bed and roll the sheets on her wedding night?

If it had not been for that, she would not have left at night, so she would not have met Fu Yunqian, and there would not have been such a series of intersection later

If she had not left at that time, according to Fu Zihao's character, she would have been married Such a frivolous but charming man

He looked at her so seriously that he would not stop until he got the answer. She pursed her lips and showed a bitter smile: "but there is no if in this world, isn't it? Can you let me off? "

Fu Zihao's body was severely shocked, but suddenly, he lost the strength to continue to ask. As soon as he pressed the door lock, Tang Xiaoyan got out of the car in a hurry.

But behind him came the sound of locking the door.

Fu Zihao followed her step by step.

The parking experience was not pleasant, so she left in a hurry.

Fu Zihao took her hand and said, "what are you running for? I won't do anything about you. Walk well, so that you won't bump on my head again."

Tang Xiaoyan is still vigilant, took back his hand, but slowed down: "then don't follow me."

"My car almost hit you. I sent you to the hospital for examination. Who am I going to follow if I don't follow you. Let's go. I'll take you to check. "

"No!" Tang Xiaoyan seems a little annoyed, "Fu Zihao, I know you mean well, but I'm really OK. If you really don't want me to hate you so much, don't always do these things that I hate. I beg you."

She turned her head and walked away quickly. Fu Zihao was in the same place for a long time, but Tang Xiaoyan's words were like a handful of oil pouring on his heart.

I went to the ward to see Peng Yuan, and my sister-in-law Tang was waiting in the ward.

As soon as Tang saw her, she said with a smile, "miss two, you're here."

Tang Xiaoyan is not used to this sound. It seems that all the glory is given by Tang Wanru, but there is no refutation at the moment. After looking at Peng Yuan, he takes the basin from Tang's sister-in-law and says, "I'll pour it, Tang's sister-in-law. You sit and have a rest."

"No, no," sister-in-law Tang waved her hand again and again. "I'm here to take care of my wife. How can I let Miss do it? Second miss, you can talk with her. I'll go out."

Sister Tang went out with a basin and left room for their mother and daughter to talk.

Tang Xiaoyan and Peng Yuan always seem to be separated by an invisible diaphragm. When they are alone, they seem to be cramped. In particular, Peng Yuan's silence makes Tang Xiaoyan feel strange.

"Mom, are you better today?"

"Well, you go back. Don't run to me if you have nothing to do. I'm just upset."

Tang Xiaoyan's heart was a burst of diaphragmatic response, just said that you had a good rest and left the ward in a hurry.

Peng Yuan seems to be getting more and more impatient with her in recent years. She is already suffering enough. If other mothers know that their children have been so wronged, they will surely be comforted. But Peng Yuan

As soon as he looked up, he saw two straight trousers and a pair of brown velvet soled shoes. "Fu Zihao, why are you still here?"

With a grass in his mouth that he didn't know where to find, he leaned slightly, and his face was still cynical and flashy with a wanton smile: "I know you're in a bad mood, so I'm waiting for you."

“…… No, I'll go back. You can go as soon as possible. "

She waved, no matter whether he followed or not, got into the elevator, went downstairs, stopped a taxi and got on.

When the driver asked her where she was going, she had mixed feelings and couldn't answer for a moment. She took out a hundred from her wallet and handed it to him: "whatever you want. When the money is finished, put me down there."

“……” When the driver saw the girl staring out of the window, he was worried. The neon light outside the window was shining on her face. The light and shadow overlapped, so he didn't really see it.

The car was mixed in the traffic. Because there was no destination, the driver chose some roads that were not in traffic jam. The half clear and half ignorant scenery outside the window made Tang Xiaoyan feel uneasy.

One hundred yuan. The driver drove around the city for several times. When he finally jumped the watch, he finally stopped at the gate of the bar street.

The ancients said that Du Kang was the only one who could solve the problem.

Tang Xiaoyan didn't like drinking, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that without wine, she could better understand her mood at the moment.After thanking the driver, I got out of the car and passed one of the gay bars. For no reason, I thought of meeting Fu Yunqian here.

Eyes a hot, almost shed tears.

Step into the opposite bar, sit on the bar and order two strong drinks.

Because there was no one to stop, Tang Xiaoyan half drunk himself before long. A few hours later, when she wanted to check out of the bar, her face was red.

I couldn't stand at all. I was shaking my hand with my wallet. I poured out all your cash and said angrily, "how much do you want? Take it by yourself."

“……”

She did not have the strength to fall on the bar, at this time, from behind a hand, a fish, put her into his arms.

The bartender looked at the man in surprise and called out: "Hao Shao..."

"Well." Fu Zihao looked at the messy cash and said, "how much, take it yourself."

The bartender took out a few of them. Fu Zihao put the rest of the money back into his wallet and dragged the unconscious woman away.

Security guards are added to the campus at night, and private cars are not allowed to enter after 11 o'clock.

Fu Zihao's car was stopped at the gate of the campus.

He simply did not want to send her back to school, but Tang Xiaoyan, who was already drunk and unconscious, got out of the car while he was unprepared and walked in.

He scolded a, hurried to follow up, once again grabbed her staggering body.

She has been drunk unconscious, weak, and finally can only be like a boneless cotton hanging on his body.

The cool campus lights hit them, she was dizzy and unable to shout: "my head hurts..."

"Who let you drink so much wine..." He forced to lift her body, can't help complaining, "eat so much, so heavy, it's time to lose weight."

She grunted twice, looked at the double shadow of the circular arch in front of her eyes, and pushed him away: "OK, I'm here. Don't follow me."

"Ungrateful woman." Fu Zihao murmured, but he didn't let go. He took her two steps forward.

Until she caught a glimpse of a black Range Rover in the corner of her eye, and the tall figure leaning on the front of the car, stabbing into her eyes inch by inch with the cold and desolate light on the roadside, holding the whole chaotic heart tightly.

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the dim yellow street lamp sprinkles mottled shadows on a person and a car through the branches of palm trees nearby.

The shadows of the trees were whirling and a breeze was passing by. Blowing his sideburns, he was wearing a black cashmere coat with a standing collar and black casual trousers. His legs were slightly overlapped and leaning on the front of the car, and he was playing with a leaf he didn't know where to find.

He looks lazy, bored and focused.

The light of the night is shadowy, his face is half hidden in the shadow, which is not true.

Tang Xiaoyan looked at her in a daze and woke up most of the time, but her body was still weak and leaning on Fu Zihao. And the rhythm of breathing has been disordered, and I can't move my legs for a while.

Fu Zihao also saw Fu Yunqian who seemed distracted and attentive. His eyes focused on the past and he was slightly stunned.

Fu Yunqian looked at the two figures cast on the ground. He was absent-minded and slowly raised his head.

Apart from a few meters away, her eyes are blurred, but she deeply feels that his eyes are locked on her body.

The hand with Fu Zihao's arm suddenly felt at a loss. It was like a child who had done something wrong and was brought there on the spot.

She thought she was hallucinating, but she blinked hard, but the man was still standing there.

This kind of time appears here. When did he come back? Some of the chaotic brain can't turn around, but I think his appearance is very important.

Fu Zihao looked at Fu Yunqian and put his arms around Tang Xiaoyan's slender waist. He said to Fu Yunqian, "who are you waiting for here, uncle?"

He didn't say a word, thin cool vision fell on her, Tang Xiaoyan holding Fu Zihao's collar hand suddenly tightened, looking at the man standing there, heart beat some disorder.

The remaining trace of reason made her choose to loosen Fu Zihao's neck and move aside without any trace. Although she was confused and couldn't distinguish East, West, North and south, she could instinctively avoid suspicion, like resistance born in her bones. No one could change it.

Why did he come back? How long did he wait here. Is it because of her phone call? How many days have they not seen each other?

Two days, three days, or longer?

There are a lot of problems. Chaos flashed through her mind like a snowflake. For a moment, she was full of thoughts. But she couldn't help burping and uncovering the fact that she was drunk.

Fu Zihao leaned over again. She urged him: "you go. I don't mean I won't do anything that I hate, so let's go. "

Fu Zihao's steps suddenly stopped there. His eyes were real and complex. Tang Xiaoyan was full of wine and flushed his cheeks, but his eyes were clear: "go back.""Be careful. Call me if you need anything."

She nodded and waved, "I can go upstairs myself."

Fu Zihao turned around and laughed at Fu Yunqian: "uncle, are you going to leave? It's a long way from the gate. Why don't you give me a ride? "

Fu Yunqian glanced at him and said nothing. Fu Zihao touched his nose, which seemed to be boring. But he didn't care. He even whistled twice: "I'll go first, uncle."

Fu Zihao's figure swayed away slowly.

Tang Xiaoyan takes back his eyes and looks at the man who is walking slowly towards him. Suddenly, he feels a little out of breath and can only grasp the black bag in front of him.

The cold wind was blowing on her face, and the wine seemed to wake up most of the time.