The rain kept hitting the car window.
Looking out the car window, the outside seemed like another bizarre world.
I chuckled. "When will the expert you're looking for arrive in Jingcheng?"
Fu Qichuan, "The day after tomorrow."
"good."
I nodded and put my right hand on the door handle. "Then I'll leave first."
"I send you."
"No, my car is parked right next to it."
"Then I'll give it to you too."
I was stunned when I heard that. When I saw him lean over to take the umbrella from the passenger seat, I realized what he meant.
He held a long black umbrella and walked around the car in the rain. He opened the door for me and said, "Go ahead."
There was a little water on both sides of the road, and the footsteps were particularly clear.
He and I walked side by side to the car. I opened the door and got in, only to find that half of his body was wet.
However, he didn't say much, "Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force on his wrist, the car door closed with a muffled sound, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator.
In the rearview mirror, a man was standing on the ground holding an umbrella, staring intently at the direction of my car.
I increased my speed but showed no intention of slowing down.
Perhaps, to some extent, I am a person who is both affectionate and heartless.
When you are in love, you want it to be unforgettable and earth-shattering.
When fate ends, saying one more word or giving one more look is redundant.
…
Looking at the departing car, Fu Qichuan stood in the rain for a long time.
He was thinking, as if he understood how she felt when he abandoned Nanzhi again and again.
My heart feels extremely stuffy.
A pedestrian passed by on a bicycle and splashed him with mud.
He seemed unaware.
There was only reluctance in his eyes.
Fu Qichuan slowly got into the car only after the car disappeared from his sight.
He made a phone call, his voice hoarse, "Drinking?"
"Okay, let's go to the night scene?"
"Um."
"Okay."
On the other side, He Ting withdrew from the drinking party and called a designated driver to go out into the night.
In fact, he was not surprised.
In the past two years, Fu Qichuan, who had no bad habits, started smoking and drinking in private.
While taking medication for bipolar disorder, he smoked and drank.
Numb the pain of "Ruan Nanzhi is dead".
However, he didn't dare to mention this. A childhood friend mentioned it once and was beaten up by Fu Qichuan.
The body could not be retrieved.
Fu Qichuan couldn't accept that Ruan Nanzhi was dead.
Like before, he prepared gifts in a high-profile manner on every wedding anniversary, Valentine's Day and other occasions.
Every anniversary of her death, I go to the cemetery to pay tribute to Ruan Nanzhi's adoptive mother.
…
No matter how drunk he was, he would still ask someone to send him back to Yuehu Bay, his and Ruan Nanzhi's wedding home.
Some media jokingly said that Mr. Fu is dominated by his wife.
Only He Ting knew that Fu Qichuan could not get out.
When He Ting arrived at night, the table in the box was already piled with various kinds of wine.
We have both foreign beer and white wine.
Fu Qichuan picked up the cup and gestured towards him, "Are you here?"
After a while, he drank it all in one gulp.
He Ting sat down next to him and clicked his tongue. "You asked me to come here because you were hoping to drink enough to get stomach bleeding and have someone take you to the hospital?"
Fu Qichuan pulled his lip and drank another glass. "Who took you to the hospital when you broke up with Jiang Lai?"
"Brother, it's boring to mention this."
He Ting didn't expect him to expose someone's past right away, so he quickly interrupted, "Tell me, what's going on? You found a doctor for your sister-in-law, but she doesn't want him?"
"no."
Fu Qichuan held the wine glass, tapping the rim with his distinctly bony fingers. "I can't explain it, but everything feels wrong."
In short, it’s different from before.
She was indifferent all over.
There are no emotions, not even any resistance or disgust.
Only when he mentioned that the doctor could cure his grandmother did he see some emotion and a smile on her face.
At other times, it was as if she was wearing a mask, giving him a sense of distance that he couldn't grasp or touch.
He Ting casually picked up a wine glass, poured some wine into it, and threw an ice ball into it. He said nonchalantly, "I'm not saying this, but I told you before that this method of yours won't work. What do you mean by respecting and obeying her?"
"Brother, are you a master in the temple? Are you so good at this?"
He Ting strongly disagreed. "In my opinion, love is like this: she runs away and he chases her. She can't escape even if she has wings. If two people really reach the point where they treat each other with respect and let each other do whatever they want, then it's really over. There won't be any sparks at all."
"There are a lot of reasons for this."
Fu Qichuan sneered and said quietly, "Then how did you and Jiang Lai divide it?"
“…”
He Ting picked up the wine glass and took a big sip.
The wine was spicy, but he swallowed it without feeling it, glancing at Fu Qichuan. "How can I be the same as you? Who am I? I'm just a rich second-generation who lives off my parents. If I want to have a comfortable life, I have to sacrifice something. You're different. In the Fu family, you have the final say now. There aren't so many obstacles between you and my sister-in-law."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qichuan's dark eyes were stunned.
yes.
The only obstacle between him and Nanzhi was that he didn't care enough about her feelings.
Fu Qichuan pursed his lips slightly, "The obstacles between her and me are more troublesome than those between you and Jiang Lai before."
He Ting, "What obstacle?"
Fu Qichuan's Adam's apple rolled, and the corners of his eyes were filled with scarlet. "She doesn't love me anymore."
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