Chapter 252 Looks Like (2,000 new words)
Song Shengsheng raised her trembling eyelashes and looked at the two photos lying quietly on the table.
She had an inexplicable feeling that everything had settled in her heart, as if this day would come sooner or later, and it didn't make much difference whether it came a day earlier or later.
Song Shengsheng opened her mouth. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell Fu Cheng, but she didn't know how to explain it so that it didn't sound so far-fetched.
She took a deep breath, her throat felt dry and she felt so uncomfortable as if she was hoarse. "I don't know how to say it."
Fu Cheng hummed calmly, "Shengsheng, don't you want to say it?"
Song Shengsheng really didn't want to say it. She sincerely felt that she was a little speechless. She frowned slightly and seemed to be in distress.
After a while, she heard Fu Cheng say in a very calm tone: "I checked, he has no identity."
Song Shengsheng's heart sank gradually, and his fingers clenched extra tightly.
I pinched it until it turned white and it hurt.
I should have known that it would be difficult to hide something from Fu Cheng. After all, his current identity is no longer the same as before.
If you want to check someone, it is much easier than for ordinary people.
Song Shengsheng seemed to be strangled by someone and couldn't speak for a long time. She then heard Fu Cheng say, "You were the one who got him his ID and called my brother to ask for his help, right?"
Song Shengsheng usually has no contact with Fu Yuan.
We rarely talk when we meet during the holidays, and calling each other to help has never happened before.
She was very good at lying, and in a few words she fabricated an identity for the teenager over the phone, talking about all sorts of things, and in short, she used every trick she could to get the uncle on the other end of the phone to give in and help her get the identity certificate.
Song Shengsheng pursed her lips tightly, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.
Fu Cheng approached her and saw her keeping her head down without saying a word, as if she had confessed her guilt. He naturally felt unhappy, but he didn't show it.
He raised his hand, pinched her chin with his rough fingertips, and forced her to raise her face to face him. "Song Shengsheng, who is he to you?"
Fu Cheng knows Song Shengsheng too well.
Having loved her for so many years, it can be said that many of her frivolous habits were deliberately tolerated by him. The rose he carefully nurtured could not stand the bitter cold weather.
She is most afraid of trouble and doesn't like to make trouble.
He is not the kind of warm-hearted person who is willing to help anyone.
She is the kind of person who doesn't really care about other people's lives. The person she loves most is herself.
She was willing to do such a troublesome thing, and even took the risk of calling his eldest brother for help, and she did not back down.
It was difficult for Fu Cheng not to suspect the identity of this young man.
She was almost scared to tears by him.
Trying to use the old tricks of being nice and clever to fool people is no longer working.
"I...I...I really don't know what to say."
"Can you please stop being so fierce?"
"Honey, I'm a little scared."
Song Shengsheng spoke softly, trying to coax the person into silence first.
But Fu Cheng seemed to have become extremely hard-hearted this time. There was no trace of emotion on his stern face. He stared at her with complicated eyes for a long while.
The man said in a calm tone with a hint of gritted teeth: "Shengsheng, do you know that he looks a bit like you?"
When Song Shengsheng heard this, her heart trembled twice and her pale lips moved several times, but she still couldn't utter a word. Her throat seemed to be filled with cement and solidified, and she couldn't make a sound.
Her heart and eyes ached, and she felt like tears were about to fall.
She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she started to sob.
Like crying uncontrollably.
She felt a little aggrieved, but she also knew that Fu Cheng should feel more aggrieved than her. After all, he really, really, really did nothing wrong. He was more innocent than anyone else and knew nothing.
How to say it? Where to start?
Should it start from the first time she had that horrible nightmare?
She sniffed her red nose, raised her pale little face, her watery eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, she looked at him, tears streaming down her face before she said a word.
Wet tears fell quickly like rain, soaking my entire face.
Soon the little face turned red from crying, and the fair skin looked as if it had been steamed and was very rosy.
She cried with tears in her eyes and no sound could be heard. Her sobbing sounds seemed to indicate that she was extremely aggrieved.
Fu Cheng listened to her crying, and his heart seemed to be gnawing at by dense ants. He felt uncomfortable too. He raised his hand, gently pinched her chin, and slowly loosened his grip a little.
His cool fingertips slowly and methodically wiped away the wet marks on her face.
It seemed like this could soothe her sadness.
His voice sounded steady, as if her crying couldn't move him any more. The man's dark eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Shengsheng, why are you crying?"
Song Shengsheng just wanted to cry and couldn't help crying.
She looked at him with tears in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs, and her words were intermittent: "I...I...I didn't want to tell you."
The tip of her nose was red, and her eye circles were as red as a rabbit that had stayed up all night, with tears hanging from her eyelashes. "I...I...I haven't figured out how to tell you, he...he..."
Halfway through her speech, she burst into tears again.
She wanted to appear calm and tolerant about her weakness when she was crying, and treat it as no big deal.
But she would also be frightened and feel inexplicably wronged.
She didn't mean to hide it from him. When she was having those dreams, when she realized that she was just a vicious female supporting role in a book, and after she learned of her tragic end, she felt just as scared and aggrieved as ever.
She couldn't tell anyone yet, and had to keep it all inside herself, feeling tremendous pressure and having no one to talk to.
Now that the truth is out, she has to bear the consequences of hiding the truth and choosing to deceive him.
The more Song Shengsheng thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. The more aggrieved she felt, the harder she cried, and she couldn't stop crying for a while.
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her. Listening to her crying, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to comfort her and tell her not to cry so sadly.
But this time he really couldn't turn a blind eye and tolerate her, pretending nothing happened, acting like a blind and deaf person.
The man's Adam's apple slid twice quietly, and his voice was very steady. It was almost impossible to sense his emotional changes, as if the matter he asked was not very important to him. "He what?"
Fu Cheng was still questioning her rationally, wanting to drag out all the secrets buried deep in her heart and not give her any chance to escape again.
Her tears were about to swallow him up.
Fu Cheng's fingers were very beautiful, long and straight, with the blood vessels on the back of her hands appearing and disappearing from time to time. Her hands were almost wet with her tears.
Wherever he touched was wet. Fu Cheng knew that she could always cry, but he hadn't seen her cry like this in a long time. It was like a faucet that was turned on. Even after turning off the switch, she couldn't stop crying.
He didn't know what else he could do at this moment.
He wanted to comfort her and tell her against her will that it was okay and that she didn't have to say anything. She could hide things from him if she didn't want to say them. But he couldn't do it. He couldn't say such words that would deceive himself and her at the same time.
But he also couldn't be blunt with her and speak to her in a cold tone.
He felt heartache for himself and also for her tears.
For a moment, it seemed that there was no other way. Whatever I did was wrong, and no matter how I looked back, it was wrong.
Even he felt helpless. When these two photos appeared, things were no longer under his control.
Fu Cheng slowed down, suppressing the pain in his chest with an expressionless face. He took out a handkerchief and wiped her face. When he looked into her tearful eyes, his hand still paused for a moment. He continued, "If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen tomorrow."
She has always loved beauty, but with swollen eyes she would feel like she couldn't go out and meet people.
Song Shengsheng didn't want to embarrass herself so much that she just kept crying.
This was the trick she used to use in front of Fu Cheng in the past, but this time, her tears were not fake, she just couldn't control her emotions.
She couldn't control herself, tears just flowed out, as if crying really made her feel better, at least she didn't feel as depressed as before.
She thought Fu Cheng would coax her in a gentle and kind way as before.
But this time, he didn't do that.
This sense of gap also made Song Shengsheng feel very sad. She didn't want his attitude towards her to change. She was still the greedy person, hoping that he could gloss over the truth, let bygones be bygones, and be willing to forgive her for anything.
Song Shengsheng choked up and said aggrievedly, "You don't even want to comfort me now."
She stopped hiccuping after she finished speaking, and her tearful eyes made people feel distressed. "You used to be reluctant to let me cry. As soon as I shed tears, you would comfort me and tell me not to cry. You said you would do anything for me."
Fu Cheng looked at her and sighed helplessly, "Didn't I remind you? Your eyes will swell."
Song Shengsheng held on to these words, "But this is not coaxing, it sounds very forced."
She said everything very straightforwardly, and her eyes looked like a little cat that had been caught in the rain and felt wronged, facing her owner pitifully, "Are you really unwilling to coax me? Are you really angry and really disgusted with me?"
Song Shengsheng didn't use any tricks anymore, she just spoke instinctively: "If you are really angry, and you hate me, and don't want to see me or coax me, I can consciously not show up in front of you."
She lowered her head and said, "I can move out of the compound for a while so as not to bother you."
The man was not misled by her words, but listened to her quietly.
He slowly wiped away her tears, and Fu Cheng patiently waited until she gradually got better, and then continued, "You two actually look a lot alike. If you look closely you can see the shadows."
With these words he brought the subject back to the main business.
Her clumsy attempt to change the subject just now was not good enough in his eyes.
Song Shengsheng wanted him to stop talking, but this was a fact that she could not refute at all.
That child is also her child.
She gave birth to him, and although she did not raise him, he did come out of her belly.
Fu Cheng looked at her, his deep eyes showing an indescribable sadness. He calmly said, "She is more like Shen Zhishu, you know?"
It was like a heavy hammer, swinging in the air for a long time before finally coming down.
When it fell, there was a loud bang.
It was difficult for her to come to her senses. She just felt so much pain that her whole body was numb.
Fu Cheng still stroked her face very gently. He asked her, "Shengsheng, what's going on? Are you going to keep it a secret from me?"
He was like a very patient lover, and even at this moment, his words were not harsh: "He is actually your child, right?"
At this moment, Song Shengsheng also knew that there was no point in hiding any longer.
Fu Cheng was so smart and knowledgeable that he could guess a lot with just a few clues. She didn't need to worry and think so much about how to explain such an incredible thing.
Song Shengsheng raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, and nodded with red eyes: "Yes."
She cried and said, "It's mine, child."
Things can't get any worse.
Song Shengsheng thought, there really is no wall that is impenetrable in this world.
All the lies and concealments will eventually come to light.
No matter how you hide, you can't hide. No matter how you run, you can't escape.
She sobbed, "It's mine and Shen Zhishu's child."
Compared to just now, she is now much calmer and can calmly explain this reality.
Fu Cheng nodded and hummed, as if he had expected it and was not surprised at all.
Perhaps it was because he had already guessed it, that he was not as shocked and surprised as he had imagined.
He was still able to patiently analyze when things started to go wrong. He always had a good memory when it came to her.
He could recall every detail of every event easily after spending a while to recall them.
Fu Cheng said, "Is it that time?"
Song Shengsheng lowered her eyelids and didn't look at him. She asked, "When?"
Fu Cheng continued, "The first time you went to Yangcheng to look for Shen Zhishu, I brought you back from the Public Security Bureau."
Fu Cheng has always been very smart, but he rarely uses this sharp side in front of her. He is too gentle to her, so Song Shengsheng had already let down her guard and forgot that he is also a man who is not easy to fool.
Song Shengsheng couldn't deny it, and there was nothing he could deny until now.
She nodded: "Yeah."
Fu Cheng spoke steadily, "That time you left a short letter and were leaving. The words you used were very decisive, saying that you couldn't live with me for the rest of your life. In the letter, you insisted on abandoning your husband and children, but when I went to bring you back."
"You seem to care about me and love me very much."
"So you knew something at that time?"
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