Song Shengsheng was very dissatisfied with Fu Cheng's rude attitude last night.
She herself didn't realize how coquettish she had become after marrying Fu Cheng. In the past, she would just hum and groan.
Fu Cheng would feel sorry for her, stop, and slowly coax her to calm her down.
But that wasn't the case last night. Fu Cheng just wiped her tears and didn't try to comfort her.
This explains.
This man has gone bad.
If he really cared about her, he wouldn't be so mean to her.
Song was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him.
What's the point of her having a man who doesn't feel sorry for others?
Fu Cheng went to buy some soy milk and fried dough sticks in the morning, and also went to the canteen to get two bowls of porridge, which was still heating on the stove.
I don't know when she will wake up. I'm afraid she'll be cold.
Fu Cheng brought out the still hot porridge from the kitchen: "Fill your stomach first before getting angry."
He was not blind, so he could see that she was sulking.
Song Shengsheng pretended not to hear him. Just as she was about to go to her son's room, Fu Cheng looked at her back and said, "The child has gone to school."
Song Shengsheng was hungry.
Hungry and upset.
I originally wanted to stick to the idea of not eating food given out of pity, but when I heard my stomach growling, I decided not to treat myself badly.
Sugar is added to soy milk, so it tastes very sweet.
After breakfast, Song Shengsheng had to go to work at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Fu Cheng followed her out the door, "I'll take you there."
Song Shengsheng almost couldn't help but speak. She felt that she still had to have some backbone and not easily forgive his violent behavior last night.
Otherwise, he will surely become more aggressive in the future.
So how is she going to live her life from now on?
Song Shengsheng didn't want to wake up every morning feeling like she was crushed by a rolling pin, and she was actually already holding back her temper.
Change to the previous one.
What if he didn’t know that he was a cannon fodder and he was the male protagonist before that.
She had already made a big fuss and had a big fight with Fu Cheng.
The more Song Shengsheng thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her eyes were red. She walked forward with her head down. Fu Cheng grabbed her wrist and said, "I'll ride my bike to take you there."
There is a 28-ton truck at home.
Song Shengsheng used to often ask Fu Cheng to take her here and there by bike.
After they got married, she went out less often and rarely sat on the back seat of Fu Cheng's bicycle.
Song Shengsheng couldn't hold back and said to him, "I won't sit down."
Fu Cheng asked, "Can you still walk?"
Song Shengsheng got angry when she heard this. She raised her eyes, red and pitiful: "How dare you say that!"
Fu Cheng pursed his lips and after a brief silence, he said, "Come up."
Song Shengsheng couldn't hold back her anger, she pushed him away fiercely: "You didn't feel sorry for me at all last night, you were so cruel to me, there is no such person as you. I hate you."
She doesn't speak in a very harsh way now.
When Fu Cheng heard the last four words, he felt depressed and uncomfortable.
The scabbed wounds on my waist and abdomen began to ache again, as if the long-lasting bloating pain would never go away.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Who do you like?"
Awkward, angry, sharp and a little bit sarcastic.
Song Shengsheng thought Fu Cheng would apologize to her, but she didn't expect him to ask her in return. She was the type who needed to be given a compliment.
This is more like being poked in a hornet's nest.
Her tears fell.
When Song Shengsheng arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, her eyes were still a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.
She buried herself in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Fu Cheng stood outside, looking at her back quietly.
I knew I shouldn't say anything that would make her unhappy, but jealousy got the better of me and I lost all my rationality and self-control.
Men's jealousy is also terrible.
It was enough to make him feel uncomfortable when she treated him like air and ignored him in the morning.
At this moment, it was even more uncomfortable to see an angry figure.
However, Fu Cheng had brought some money with him today and had some extra industrial coupons, so he turned around and went to a nearby state-owned shopping mall.
Since he has pissed the other person off, he should try to comfort her.
Fu Cheng was generous, at least much more generous than others.
He had never lacked money since he was a child. Even when he lived the most frugally, he still had a few dozen dollars on him.
Fu Cheng bought some snacks that Song Shengsheng liked, all of which were imported brands shipped from Guangzhou.
And a pair of exquisite little leather shoes.
All in all he spent one hundred and fifty dollars, plus a few tickets.
Fu Cheng came out of the state-owned shopping mall and, by coincidence, saw Shen Zhishu across the street.
Fu Cheng's eyes were dark as he stared coldly at the man opposite him.
Shen Zhishu seemed to be sending a student home, and turned around to see Fu Cheng across the street.
Without Song Shengsheng around, Shen Zhishu no longer pretended to be gentle.
Expressionless face, cold eyes.
Their sharp eyes met for a brief moment, and then they both looked away coldly. Shen Zhishu turned and left without saying hello to Fu Cheng.
Fu Cheng stared at Shen Zhishu's thin back. Perhaps because he was too tense, his head began to throb.
Fu Cheng thought about the nightmares he had in Southern Province.
There is nothing else.
She just kept seeing Shen Zhishu and her walking away hand in hand.
It seemed as if they would be a real couple in the future.
Fu Cheng's temples were aching so much that his heartbeat seemed to be suppressed. He took a deep breath, and the stuffiness in his chest gradually eased.
Song Shengsheng and others' backs gradually receding.
It has become a shadow that lingers in Fu Cheng's heart.
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