Chapter 188 Why do you think Fu Zheng is cute?

"Huh? Why isn't it deep?" A dark light flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes.

Logically speaking, after spending a year as an exchange student there, the impression, whether good or bad, should be quite deep.

Wen Liang rubbed his forehead. "After the exchange ended and before returning home, I had a car accident and I can't remember a lot of things."

It turned out that he lost his memory due to a car accident, which was similar to what he guessed.

But Fu Zheng was still confused, where was the child?

Did he die in a car accident with Wen Liang? Or is he somewhere else?

"How did the car accident happen? Were you seriously injured?"

"I can't remember clearly. I injured my head at that time, and many things were blurry when I woke up." Wen Liang said with a blank look in his eyes as he recalled.

She once tried hard to recall those things, but the harder she tried, the harder it became to remember, so she gave up.

Fu Zheng frowned when he heard this.

There was no trace of the child in Wen Liang's description, as if she was completely unaware of his existence.

Moreover, the car accident happened so strangely, as if it had cut off the matter in a straightforward manner, leaving nothing to be traced.

Did someone take the child away when Wen Liang was in the car accident? Or was the child no longer with Wen Liang before the accident?

Fu Zheng tried hard to recall and finally remembered something, "So you were afraid that your grandparents would worry, so you told them that you were staying there to attend summer camp and would be back later?"

That summer vacation was almost over when Wen Liang came back from abroad. She told her grandparents on the phone that she wanted to attend the summer camp at the school over there.

Fu Zheng only heard his grandfather mention it occasionally. At that time, Wen Liang was not even a friend to him, just slightly better than a stranger, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

Perhaps it was the mention of Grandpa that made Wen Liang's eyes darken. He nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid Grandpa and Grandma will worry."

Fu Zheng's entire chest felt sore and swollen, and he felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart.

The big hand wanted to touch Wen Liang's cheek, but when it reached mid-air, it changed direction and landed on his shoulder, patting it gently.

Lying alone in a hospital in a foreign country, with a vague memory, Wen Liang felt so sad and heartbroken, but he buried it all in his heart and endured it silently.

He also remembered what Wen Liang mentioned last night about eating Western food. His fingertips were swollen and red from being rubbed by the knife and fork, but he didn't dare to speak.

Maybe these seem like trivial matters, but in secret, unknown to him, there are countless such trivial matters, all of which she has buried in her heart and endured silently by herself.

I can only blame myself for discovering it too late.

She came to the Fu family when she was sixteen, and it has been almost ten years now.

She changed from a young and immature girl to a gentle and elegant young woman.

He could have accompanied her throughout her growth and witnessed her transformation with his own eyes, but unfortunately, he did not seize the opportunity.

The inconspicuous jasmine in the corner was in bud and about to bloom, unknown to the public. It was a pity that he had never noticed it.

He didn't see her.

Even when the jasmine was in full bloom, he didn't appreciate it properly.

By the time he came to his senses, she was no longer willing to bloom for him.

Wen Liang sighed softly, "It's almost time to board the flight, please go to the terminal."

Fu Zheng looked at his watch and looked at Wen Liang reluctantly, "Then I'll leave?"

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.

Fu Zheng stood there motionless and asked again, "So I really leave?"

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.

"Is I really leaving?"

Wen Liang couldn't help but feel annoyed and pushed him directly, "Hurry up and get in! Don't miss the plane!"

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang, walked to the door of the terminal hall and stopped.

Wen Liang waved his hands repeatedly, "Go in, and have a safe journey!"

There was still a hint of a smile on her face, but she was eager for him to leave.

Fu Zheng looked helpless, and finally waved to Wen Liang and turned to enter the waiting hall.

After watching Fu Zheng pass through security and disappear, Wen Liang turned around and left the airport.

Thinking of Fu Zheng's look of looking back every few steps, Wen Liang couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

It was like a child standing at the school gate saying goodbye to his parents, reluctant but helpless.

She had never seen Fu Zheng like this before. He even looked a little silly and cute.

As Wen Liang was laughing, the smile on his face froze and he quickly put it away.

What on earth is going on in her mind?

Why do you think Fu Zheng is cute?

This must be another disguise.

In the three years since their marriage, she had been deceived by his false tenderness, and this time she was almost bewitched again.

Wenliang, why don’t you just be more careful?

…

Wen Liang took the bus back to the hotel and immediately told Tang Shishi and Zhu Fan.

Seeing Wen Liang, Tang Shishi immediately pressed him, "Tell me quickly, what happened last night? Didn't you go to see Lu Yao? What's going on with Fu Hunjun?"

Wen Liang simply said, "Lu Yao's friend is Fu Zheng."

In one sentence, Tang Shishi and Zhu Fan understood.

Tang Shishi lowered her fist and cursed, "Fuck, Fu Hujun is really insidious. He actually used this trick. I was wondering why I kept running into Lu Yao wherever I went. It seems like they have been following us all the time!"

After cursing, Tang Shishi asked again, "When you met yesterday, didn't Fu Hunjun bully you?"

Bully?

Wen Liang's mind was filled with the words of Fu Zheng: "There is no part of you that I haven't touched."

She quickly shook the words out of her head, "No, I've already made it clear to him. He boarded a plane back home this morning and won't be following us anymore."

"I hope he keeps his word!" Tang Shishi muttered, "Oh, what a pity for Lu Yao. I thought you were really interested in him..."

…

According to the plan, they returned the rental car, took a cruise to Svolvær, and then took a car from Svolvær to the Lofoten Islands for a self-driving trip.

On the sixth day we arrived in St. Petersburg.

Returning from St. Petersburg, this part of the journey ended.

Before Zhu Fan left, the three of them had a meal together and took photos of toasting glasses and taking group photos.

The next day, Wen Liang and the other two went to the airport together.

Zhu Fan returned to China, and Wen Liang and Tang Shishi transferred in Moscow and Shanghai before heading to Sydney, a journey that took about thirty hours in total.

Zhu Fan's flight was earlier, so Wen Liang and Tang Shishi saw him off to board the plane and agreed to meet again after returning home.

Two hours later, Wen Liang and Tang Shishi checked their tickets, took a shuttle bus to the foot of the plane, and boarded the plane along the stairs.

They bought economy class tickets with adjacent seats, and Wen Liang specifically requested a window seat.

Wen Liang boarded the plane and walked along the narrow aisle, carefully looking at the numbers on the wall, looking for his seat.

There was already someone sitting in the seat. She was a fashionable young woman wearing a gorgeous mink coat and an exquisite ladies' hat. Her earrings were new from a luxury brand, her watch was a limited edition from the same brand, and her sunglasses were also a new style from a certain brand and were quite expensive.

Wen Liang glanced at the stub in his hand, repeatedly confirmed his seat, and said to the woman in English, "Excuse me, miss, you are sitting in my seat."