Xiang Lifeng turned his head and looked.
Fu Jingchen was opening the door of another jeep, and when their eyes met, he gave him a cold look.
Thinking that he didn't suppress his voice just now and the other party must have heard it, Xiang Lifeng felt a little guilty for a rare time.
For the first time ever, he explained, "I just wanted to help."
The volume was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
Hearing this, Fu Haitang first raised his eyes to look at his brother, then glanced at Xiang Lifeng's face, and finally lowered his head and muttered, "How dare I ask you for help."
She still remembered the last time he helped them find the way and ended up bringing them to the training ground.
Hearing her say this, Xiang Lifeng also remembered this not-so-nice past event, and hurriedly said: "That was just an accident, I..."
The words are not finished yet.
Fu Jingchen walked up to pick up his wife's sister's luggage and led them towards the jeep.
Fu Haitang was overjoyed and hurried to catch up.
She was also not stupid. Even if she had given him a thumbs up at the last bonfire party in the military camp, there was no need for him to explain to her.
After all, it happened so long ago and they have nothing to do with each other anymore.
Thinking of this, Fu Haitang got into the car first, and it was obvious that he didn't want to listen.
Looking at her back, Xiang Lifeng's eyes were filled with frustration.
Jiang Yuman saw it and laughed secretly.
She knew Fu Jingchen's character. Under his cold and taciturn appearance, he hid an extremely considerate heart. It was impossible for him not to see that Xiang Lifeng wanted to explain.
There is only one possibility for him to do this: he did it on purpose.
Xiang Lifeng probably guessed this,
But who made Fu Jingchen's identity here? He didn't dare to say anything and could only stand there silently.
When Fu Haitang was putting his things away, Jiang Yuman would occasionally turn her head and still see him standing there.
It was not until the car started and drove out of the military area and the military gate was no longer visible that Xiang Lifeng's figure completely disappeared.
…
On the way to the train station, Fu Jingchen didn't ask them what happened with Xiang Lifeng. Everyone was very quiet.
When they arrived at the station, he took their luggage and took them to the platform, where they found a seat and put their luggage.
After putting the things on the luggage rack, Fu Jingchen didn't rush out, but stood by.
In public, one cannot behave too intimately, so he could only restrain himself and put his hands on the seat.
Jiang Yuman tilted her head back and leaned forward intentionally.
The moment the two looked at each other, they understood each other and smiles appeared in their eyes.
After a pause, Jiang Yuman reminded him, "Be careful when you go back."
"Well," Fu Jingchen touched Xiaoyi's head with his other hand, "You too, I'll pick you up when you come back."
Xiaoyi had only taken a train when he was a few months old and had long forgotten it by now. His eyes were darting around, and when he felt his father touching his head, he quickly shook his head, trying to shake his hand away.
"good."
The two talked for several more sentences until the conductor came over to remind them, and Fu Jingchen got off the train, looking back every three steps.
After getting off the train, he did not leave, but stood by the window where they were sitting. Even if he could not hear the sound, it was good for them to look at each other.
After a while, the train whistle sounded.
Jiang Yuman raised Xiaoyi's little hand and waved to Fu Jingchen outside the window.
Fu Jingchen also raised his hand and took several steps. He couldn't bear to take his eyes off them.
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