Chapter 235 It’s still my fault
Fu Qi thought that Fu Yuling still cared about what she said.
"sister······"
He shouted.
Fu Yuling put away the things and looked at him with some kind of nostalgia. The next second, her eyes became emotionless again.
"You still blame me."
His shoulders dropped and he felt exhausted.
He muttered to himself, turned and left, and Fu Yuling did not stop him.
"It's still my fault..."
He walked away and returned to his room.
If Fu Yuling came into this room, he would find that there were many things that did not belong to boys. Many of them belonged to the original owners and were placed there, which were out of tune with the layout of the room.
After returning to the familiar place, he could no longer be strong and began to quietly lick his wounds like a little animal, swallowing all the grievances alone.
Before, he didn't cry when Fu's father went to the hospital, and he didn't cry when Fu Yuling was lying on the ground and he carried her to the hospital. But now, he felt guilty for not calling her sister for several years and broke down crying.
He was resentful of what happened back then. He resented why he had such a shameful sister, resented her for being lazy and good at nothing except following He Jingsi. He resented her for using the family money just to buy nice clothes and show off outside.
But there was no time when he didn't follow his habit. Every time he took money, he would put it in a place where she could easily find it. Every time she went out, he was worried that she would follow her silently.
During that dark time, he was constantly resentful and yet constantly wanted to love her. He was conflicted.
Human beings are complex creatures. No one is perfect without any flaws, standing on high like a god or speaking the truth like a judge. On the contrary, such contradictions are more real and more like real people.
There was a rustling sound outside. A gust of wind could not blow into the young man's heart, but it could still stir up huge waves.
The sobbing in the darkness is never known by the light. People are always accustomed to hiding their wounds one by one, leaving no trace.
That night, many people stayed awake all night.
When I woke up in the morning, the Fu family's house was so quiet that I could hear a pin drop.
The four kids don’t like to be noisy, so even if they get up, they just do their own things according to their habits at home, quietly not disturbing each other.
However, if there was any trace of Fu Yuling, they would be able to find out quickly, and all four pairs of eyes would look over there at the same time.
They are worried about Fu Yuling and want to know that the person next to them is always there. Only in this way can they put their minds at ease.
Fu Yuling tidied the quilt on the bed, folded the extra ones and put them in the cupboard before walking out.
Usually Fu Qi would be outside getting water, but today he was nowhere to be seen. Fu's mother and father were supposed to be in the kitchen, and Fu's mother had even knocked on the door.
But, there is none.
As for them, Fu Yuling didn't know what to do.
She didn't know when Mrs. Fu knew that the clothes were not the original owner's. If she hadn't picked up the one that suited her without hesitation when she saw someone picking up the clothes yesterday, she really wouldn't have doubted it.
As for Fu Qi, he actually did nothing wrong. When the original owner was forced to follow the plot, all the consequences were handled by Fu Qi. No one knows how much he paid for this. However, for the original owner who was suppressed by the plot and had already sobered up, he still felt sorry for her.
No one can say whether these things are right or wrong, and no one has the right to blame anyone.