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To be exact, when Huang Xing was fighting with Dan Dongyang, Fu Zhenxin had been on the second floor looking out from the window.

She was very concerned about Huang Xing's safety.

But from the looks of it, he was familiar with Fu Zhenxin, and it was very likely that Fu Zhenxin had moved over to help him.

But Li Zheng did not stay for long, and after conversing with Fu Zhenxin for a while, he hurriedly walked to the car park, and drove his Audi A8, driving away.

Huang Xing really wanted to ask Li Zheng where he came from, but Fu Zhenxin took the initiative to look in the direction of the A8 car, and said with a sigh: Director Huang, do you know what this man is doing? He is — he is the Zhongnanhai bodyguard!

What? Huang Xing was immediately stunned.

Fu Zhenxin mischievously asked: What's wrong? Are you afraid?

Huang Xing asked suspiciously: How do you know him?

Fu Zhenxin said: He is a playmate of my sister and I when we were young, a typical rich second generation. He had been a bad boy when he was little, and she was much more mature now. I was afraid that Dan Dongyang would beat you to death, so I called him over. Only he could deal with Dan Dongyang.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she quickly added: Don't misunderstand, I'm not concerned about you. I'm afraid that you will die in front of our house. Also, I have to do something for my sister. I can't just watch her man die here.

Her mouth was still unforgiving.

Knife mouth, bean curd heart.

However, a special bitterness rushed into Huang Xing's heart.

He could feel the strong hatred she had towards him from Fu Zhenxin's words and actions.

'Come, follow me upstairs. 'Fu Zhenxin patted Huang Xing's shoulders, and brought him through the door.

After entering the elevator, Fu Zhenxin continued to speak: That Li Zheng just now, that guy, is not an ordinary person. His father was worth hundreds of millions and had opened dozens of companies. Real estate and cars. None of us expected Li Zheng to become a soldier, and a special forces soldier at that. No, no, no, it's one of the special forces, serving as a guard for the country's leaders, do you understand? He had changed, he had really changed. You don't know how bad he used to be, bullying me every day when he was a kid, bullying other kids. But let me tell you a secret, he never bullied my sister. He chased after my sister, but he couldn't catch her.

Huang Xing found it unbelievable and asked with interest.

Fu Zhenxin said: "They are leaning on a high branch in the army." Impressive. I've seen pictures of his current girlfriend. Beautiful to death. Humph, men, there's no one who doesn't care.

Huang Xing knew that Fu Zhenxin was hinting at him, and endless emotions flooded into his heart.

After going upstairs, Fu Zhenxin found a cotton stick and an iodine bar. She let Huang Xing sit on the sofa while she bent her body and carefully dabbed at his injured face.

Huang Xing was so moved that he wanted to cry.

He originally thought that Fu Zhenxin would probably never pay attention to him again in this lifetime.

Fu Zhenxin grumbled as she wiped it off. What are you trying to do, if you didn't have the diamond, what work would you have done with porcelain? Look at the wound on your face, does it hurt?

Huang Xing's heart was very warm. He really wanted to be like the past, to gently embrace her and let her cuddle in his embrace and act like a spoiled child. However, it was clear that there was now a huge gap between them that was difficult to cross.

But to Huang Xing's surprise, as Fu Zhenxin wiped the tears off her face, her eyes began to tear up. She tried her best to hide her true feelings, purposely turning her head to the side so that Huang Xing wouldn't see her desolate mood. Huang Xing was startled. He wanted to ask what was wrong with her, but felt that he didn't have the qualifications and the courage to do so.

Of course he knew that Fu Zhenxin had a lot of memories.

Good old times.

A bean sized teardrop finally could not bear the bindings of the eye sockets and fell onto Huang Xing's knees. Huang Xing's heart soured. He didn't know what kind of state of mind he was in, but he immediately grabbed onto Fu Zhenxin's other hand.

Her hands were still so delicate, so soft. Huang Xing once liked to hold her hand, walk, chat and listen to her act coquettishly.

Fu Zhenxin was startled for a moment, then quickly withdrew her hand and started questioning Huang Xing: "What are you doing? Who do you think you are? I'm helping you to clean your wounds because you're my brother-in-law. Otherwise, if you get beaten to death, what the hell does it have to do with me!

Huang Xing's heart immediately thumped.

From her intense and ever-changing emotions, Huang Xing could tell how deeply she had been hurt by him.

Letting go of her hand, Huang Xing's heart was filled with an indescribable sadness. He knew that perhaps this heart no longer belonged to him, and would never belong to him again. Actually, he didn't intend to show her any disrespect, he just wanted to use this method to comfort her.

Fu Zhenxin stood up straight and threw the cotton ball in her hand into the trash bin under the tea table. Then, she ordered Huang Xing to leave: You can go now.

Huang Xing stood up and said weakly: "Thank you."

Fu Zhenxin's expression darkened. No need. Close the door for me.

She turned her back and hugged her arms, as though she did not want to look at Huang Xing for even a second longer.

Huang Xing wanted to console her, but he didn't know how to respond. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to leave.

At the door, Huang Xing turned and looked at Fu Zhenxin's back, as if she could feel the wails in her heart. At this moment, her tears might not have dried yet. He had the urge to rush forward and hug her. This thought might not have any ambiguous or profane effects, but it could reflect the truest apology and compensation in the depths of Huang Xing's heart.

He wanted her to pull herself together.

Huang Xing said, Zhen Xin, take care. I, I'm leaving.

Fu Zhenxin corrected him without turning his head: "Please add 'pay' in front of you. You are not the one who called Zhen Xin by her name!" We're not that close yet!

Huang Xing sighed lightly and repeated: Take care. I hope, I hope, that you can get better.

Fu Zhenxin snorted: This lady is very good, there is no need for you to pretend to be good! What's the use of saying it to my sister? Bye bye, goodbye.

Her emotions changed in an instant.

Fortunately, Huang Xing had gotten used to it long ago.

Huang Xing opened the door, but felt that both of his legs were like lead, making it difficult to take a step forward.

This time when he saw Fu Zhenxin, even though the other person didn't give him a good look, he could feel that the heart that once belonged to him was now filled with deep resentment. This kind of resentment was like a double-edged sword. She wanted to keep her distance and speak coldly, but at the same time, she invisibly revealed her deep feelings and concerns.

Just as he moved one leg, Huang Xing hoped so greatly that Fu Zhenxin could stop him.

He did not expect that they would return to the past. He loved each other dearly and shared the same thoughts. He just wanted to sit down and talk to her.

Perhaps that would be able to make up for his debt to this passionate girl.

Wait a minute —

Fu Zhenxin suddenly shouted.

Huang Xing was startled, he turned and stared at Fu Zhenxin, and at the same time, retracted his leg.

Fu Zhenxin turned around, her mouth gently moving a few times. Finally, she expressionlessly said: "Don't come again in the future. You are not welcome here.

Huang Xing anxiously explained: 'Zhen Xin, I came this time, is –'

Fu Zhenxin interrupted him and said, "I said it before, add 'pay'." Are we familiar with each other?

Huang Xing did not know what to say.

After a few seconds of stalemate, he repeated miserably: Take care.

Stepping out of the door, Huang Xing was walking towards the elevator when he suddenly heard Fu Zhenxin's door clank.

From the room came a melodious melody of sadness.

It was actually Jiang Shanbao's "Red Dust Love Songs":

I want to snuggle up to you

This heart will always belong to you

The Story of Love Is Destined

You are the legend of my life

How many unbroken feelings

How many sweet words

The rolling red dust of a thousand hearts

tell you I love you so much

I wish you were a storm

I was cherished by the waves of the ocean

Rise and fall, float in the red dust

I am with you on the road of love

… ….

Not knowing why, but after hearing the song, Huang Xing's nose turned sour.

He deeply remembered that a few days ago, when he and Fu Zhenxin went to the Yellow River for a picnic, under the aid of the romantic moonlight, Fu Zhenxin had once hummed this song. She sang very well, in a sad and beautiful voice, with hidden bitterness. Huang Xing had even once made this song his own phone's ringtone.

At this moment, Huang Xing could feel just what kind of miserable state of mind Fu Zhenxin had when he played this song.

Huang Xing was unable to control his emotions, he knocked his head on the wall of the elevator and smashed it a few times.

Either it was a punishment, or he just wanted to be awake and sober.

Half an hour later, he returned home.

Opening the door, he could smell a strong loneliness emanating from the exquisite decorations and high-end furniture.

After years of unremitting work, the house was finally available. It was a large, three-room, two-room house. The woman was also available, and was a beautiful female boss that all men yearned for and worshipped.

However, Huang Xing had a nagging feeling that behind this success, not only had he expended a lot of effort and sweat, he had also lost many important things.

Lying on the bed, the overhead light emitted a cold brilliance.

This brilliance caused his heart to break.

That night, he recalled many things:

The small, simple rented room; the vain who had left him in anger; the Ouyang Mengjiao who had "fought to the death" with the couple next door while eating mushrooms with him;

And there was also that stubborn Boss Fu who wanted nothing more than to kill him, but had many romantic stories with him afterwards. Fu Zhenxin …

Everything was so sad and beautiful.

The next day, Huang Xing woke up early, drove to Fu Jie's building, and waited for Fu Jie to go downstairs to eat breakfast together.

After a series of light and sexy footsteps, the familiar and beautiful angel walked out from the cell door.

When Fu Jie appeared before him, she was instantly stunned.

He couldn't close his mouth for a long time.