She warmed the cold floor, but her heart was colder than the floor, and even a fire couldn't warm it.
Because the person who could give her warmth is gone, lost, and can never be found again.
early morning.
dappled golden light streamed through the glass, falling onto the white sheets and finally illuminating Fu Hange's face, making her squint. Her pale face was devoid of color except for the bloodstains on her lips.
Fu Hange placed her hand on her right forehead and squinted as she looked out the window. Outside, the sky was cloudless, but her heart felt like it was shrouded in dark clouds. No matter how hard she tried to dispel them, that darkness would remain forever in her heart.
Some wounds, once inflicted, can never be erased; some loves, once missed, are gone forever.
Fu Hange knew very well that she and Gu Yuan were examples of these two types of people.
On the path of love, she always missed him, and he lost her.
Two lonely hearts will eventually drift apart.
Lost in thought, Gu Yuan knocked on the door.
"Get up and wash up, then come out with me."
After saying that, he left.
Fu Hange suddenly found it ridiculous; it turned out he wasn't even willing to stay a second longer.
She's so foolish to expect a future with him; it's just wishful thinking.
Fu Hange touched up her makeup, trying to cover up the fatigue under her eyes, and also added some color to her lips to make them look less ferocious, since she had bitten them so badly last night.
After taking care of everything, she opened the door and went downstairs.
Gu Yuan, dressed in a sharp suit, stood with his back to her. As if hearing a noise upstairs, Gu Yuan turned his head and raised an eyebrow, and a familiar face came into Fu Hange's view.
She instinctively avoided his burning gaze, walked over, and whispered, "Let's go."
Gu Yuan didn't move; instead, he reached out his hand to her.
She immediately understood what he meant and naturally took his arm. Just like when they were pretending to be a couple in London.
This feeling made her a little dazed, but Fu Hange still desperately tried to drink the hangover soup to keep herself from sinking into it.
Dust has settled.
Fu Hange walked in arm in arm with Gu Yuan.
Bai Xin had clearly been waiting for a long time, and came forward with a stack of documents: "President Gu, this cooperation is related to Mingheng's future development, so you must make the most of it."
Gu Yuan's face was terrifyingly sinister: "I know, I don't need your half-hearted reminders."
After all, anyone would get annoyed if they said the same thing too often.
We walked in.
He whispered in Fu Hange's ear, "Don't embarrass me later."
Fu Hange remained silent.
Does he only see her as a disgrace? Or does he really look down on her?
Soon someone came to greet them; the person who came was Fu Chengyi.
Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow and greeted him politely: "Long time no see, President Fu."
He deliberately emphasized "long time no see," as if there was a deeper meaning behind it.
Fu Chengyi smiled and shook his hand: "Nice to meet you, President Gu."
Fu Hange was completely confused. Both of their words seemed to have deeper meanings, but she just couldn't understand them.
Fu Cheng then turned his gaze to Fu Hange, his tone subtle yet sharp: "It's been so long since I've seen Miss Xu. You seem to have aged considerably today?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Hange clearly felt a chilling aura emanating from Gu Yuan beside her.
She chuckled dryly, "It's probably because I haven't had much of an appetite lately."
A very perfunctory statement.
Fu Chengyi seemed to care about her and asked, "There must be a reason for your poor appetite. How can you not eat properly?"
Gu Yuan frowned deeply and pulled Fu Hange, who was standing next to him, into his arms.
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