Lin Jianxue's cheeks felt slightly hot as she listened to her mother Chen Wu's words with a teasing smile.

She was stunned for a moment and subconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes. The sound was not much louder than the hum of a mosquito.

"Fu Zhewei...is he here too?"

Her heartbeat inexplicably skipped a beat.

"Then...did he...did he...ask about me?"

Chen Wu took in all of his daughter's little movements, with a knowing smile on his face.

She shook her head, her tone flat.

"No."

"After your Aunt Dong gave away the local specialties and exchanged a few words, the family went back home."

Chen Wu paused, then added, "Fu Zhewei didn't say much from beginning to end."

"oh……"

Lin Jianxue let out a long "Oh", and the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed a few centimeters like a candle blown by the wind.

Disappointment, like a dense vine, silently crawls all over my heart.

He clearly heard her complaint at the train station.

What kind of response is that "thank you"?

Ruoren was in Beijing and even came to her house, but he didn't even say a word to greet her.

This feeling of worry and fear was like a blunt knife cutting her flesh, causing her heart to ache.

Could it be that he really had no feelings for her?

Then what does it mean that she traveled all the way to Heilongjiang Province to pursue him?

A wishful joke?

The venison for lunch smelled delicious, but Lin Jianxue found it somewhat tasteless.

Her mind was in a mess. Sometimes she thought of Fu Zhawei's cold and deep eyes at the train station, and sometimes she thought of his indifference when he passed by her house the other day.

After lunch, Lin Yuefeng and Shen Wu had no plans to go out. It was the weekend and they had a rare free day.

Lin Jianxue had nowhere to go, so she sat on the sofa in the living room, teasing the little tiger in the cradle from time to time.

The little guy had just finished his milk and was dancing and babbling, which added some life to the somewhat dull afternoon.

Lin Jianxue's mind was not on her brother at all.

From time to time, she would look at the door, as if expecting something.

Just when she was about to be driven crazy by her own anxious emotions——

“Dongdongdong——”

There was a knock on the door suddenly, neither light nor heavy.

Lin Jianxue shuddered and stood up from the sofa almost immediately.

"I'll go open the door!"

She left a word and walked quickly out the door.

Chen Wu and Lin Yuefeng looked at each other and saw a hint of smile in each other's eyes.

Lin Jianxue took a deep breath, put his hand on the door handle, paused for a moment, and then slowly opened the door.

Outside the door, a tall and slender figure stood quietly.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, casting a light golden halo around him.

It was Fu Zhawei.

He was wearing the same half-worn blue cloth jacket he had worn that morning. It was a little frayed from washing, and the cuffs were still a little short, revealing his strong forearms.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have a few more indescribable and unclear meanings than what Chen Wu had described in the morning.

Their eyes met.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Lin Jianxue's heart started beating wildly without warning, boom, boom, boom, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

"you……"

She just uttered a word, her voice a little dry.

Fu Zhawei's dark eyes looked at her quietly, his gaze was so deep that it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

His thin lips parted slightly, and his deep voice had a barely perceptible hoarseness.