The meal was a bit heavy. Song Yu didn't know whether it was her own problem or Gao Jiafeng's problem. Maybe they all had problems.

After dinner, Gao Jiafeng personally takes her home. After getting off the bus, Song Yu says goodbye to him and goes to the villa. Gao Jiafeng stops her: "Song Yu."

Song Yu stops and turns to look at Gao Jiafeng, who is walking towards her. She doesn't understand: "brother Jiafeng, what else can I do for you?"

Gao Jiafeng suddenly reached out and touched her face, then pulled her hair to her ear: "in the future, you should take good care of yourself. No matter what kind of decision you make, don't hurt yourself. There are many people in the world who love you. If you want to, I hope you can leave the people who hurt you without looking back. "

Gao Jiafeng's sudden intimacy startles Song Yu. She subconsciously steps back and sees the self mocking smile on Gao Jiafeng's face.

"I'm rude, and you don't have to worry about it. Just think that my elder brother said these words to my younger sister." Gao Jiafeng took the initiative to step back, standing in front of his door and looking at her, "you go back."

Song Yuzhong did not say anything, nodded and turned back to the villa. Even if she didn't look back, she could feel Gao Jiafeng's eyes stayed behind her and watched her leave.

There are many people in the world who love you

Song Yu can feel that Gao Jiafeng's different feelings towards her are stronger and more restrained than Gao Jiayu's. unfortunately, she already has a sense of belonging and can no longer respond to other people except Fu simu.

As for the future of her and Fu simu, Song Yu doesn't know what will happen. Let's go ahead.

Song Yu kept her head down, so that she didn't see the balcony on the second floor of the villa. Fu simu stood there quietly and gloomy, and put their actions into her eyes.

The hand on the railing clenched tightly into a fist, and the clear-cut white bones showed up, with prominent green tendons.

He has been looking at the man at the door indifferently. If his eyes can turn into a knife, Fu simu's eyes can make Gao Jiafeng suffer thousands of times.

When Song Yu returned home, there was no one in the house, and even the servants didn't know where to go.

Hasn't Fu simu come back yet?

Song Yu sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. She watched the news in a bored way, and soon heard the footsteps coming from upstairs.

She subconsciously looked up, face smile sweet Yang up: "originally you at home, ah, I thought you have not come back."

After that, the smile on Song Yu's face slowly disappeared, because Fu simu's face was very ugly, cold without a trace of temperature.

"What's the matter with you?" Song Yu thought that he was not feeling well, so she turned off the TV, stood up and walked towards him. But before she came to him, he bypassed her.

Song Yu reaches out to touch his forehead, and his warm hand is hanging in the air. The embarrassing atmosphere spreads gradually.

What's going on?

Song Yu turned to look at his back and was puzzled by his inexplicable anger.

Fu simu went to the dining room and saw that there was nothing left on the table. He kicked on the chair: "where are people? Where did everyone die? "

He was furious, and soon all the servants appeared in front of him, bowing their heads respectfully: "sir."

"And the food? What time is it? Why haven't you prepared the meal yet? " Fu simu questioned them.

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