What's the meaning?
Do you suspect that I'm cheating on him before we even get divorced?
He is indeed that kind of person.
I was too lazy to explain and just said indifferently, "Good friends."
"What friends?"
"Fu Qichuan,"
I smiled and said softly, "The dead won't ask questions."
Since he is willing to be a dead ex, then let him die completely.
Fu Qichuan almost laughed out of anger, the tip of his tongue touched his cheek, and he sneered, "Okay."
After arriving at the cemetery and getting off the car, I walked straight up the mountain along the steps.
Seeing that he didn't catch up, I had to turn back and wait for him.
When I turned around, I saw him holding a basket of yellow and white chrysanthemums that he had prepared at some point, and I was stunned.
I pursed my lips, "Thank you."
"What are you thanking me for? It's what I should do." He said calmly.
Only after he caught up with me with big strides did we walk side by side towards my parents' tombstone.
This is good, even though it is just superficial harmony, if my parents knew about it, they would feel more at ease.
The cemetery is taken care of by a dedicated person all year round, and there is only a little dust on the tombstones.
Come to think of it, my parents have been gone for so many years, and I don’t think about them very often.
I no longer hide in the quilt and cry all night long like when I was a child.
But at this moment, when I saw their photos on the tombstone, tears fell uncontrollably.
Fu Qichuan, who has always been a noble and aloof man, actually knelt down with me.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry I didn't accompany Nanzhi to see you until now."
Fu Qichuan kowtowed three times in a gentle voice. When he kowtowed to the last one, he said, "I didn't do it well before. I will learn from it in the future..."
He deliberately lowered his voice for the rest of the words, so I couldn't hear him clearly.
Never mind, it doesn’t matter.
We have no future.
"Dad, Mom..."
I touched the photo on the tombstone, tears streaming down my face. So many words to say, but in the end, they all turned into one: "I miss you so much."
I miss you so much.
I also wish I were still a child with a family.
Ever since they left, I haven't had a real home. I married Fu Qichuan, thinking I'd finally have a family, but it was all just an illusion.
I wiped the moisture off my face again and again, feeling so sad that I couldn't control myself, but I still tried my best to put on a smile.
"Mom and Dad, I'm pregnant. I'm two months along! In a few months, he'll be born. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl, but no matter what, you'll be very happy, I'm sure."
"I'm very happy too, Mom and Dad. I finally have a family again."
"I will definitely treat him very well, just like you treat me, and give him all my love."
"When the time comes, I'll bring him to see you."
I looked at the tombstone and said a lot of words in my heart.
I don't know if they can hear me.
It is said that there is telepathy between relatives, so they should be able to hear it.
"Fool."
Suddenly, a warm voice sounded above my head, and the next second, I was hugged into a broad and strong chest.
Fu Qichuan stroked my hair again and again, "Why are you crying? Your relatives in Lidian only hope that you live well. Only when you live well will they feel at ease."
I subconsciously wanted to push him away, but was stunned when I heard his words.
Perhaps, in this matter, we can sympathize with each other.
He also lost his mother.
Even earlier than me.
As for me, I used to focus all my attention on Aunt Wen, and later I indulged in a life of debauchery. I am not a qualified father.
Otherwise, the Fu Group would not have been handed over directly to Fu Qichuan.
"What about you? Are you doing well?" I looked up at his sharp jawline and asked hesitantly.
"In the three years I've been married to you,"
He forced a smile, sighed, and said, "I'm living a good life."
This answer makes me want to cry even more.
It's a pity.
Hey, if it weren't for those things, we could have grown old together.
…
On the way back home, he and I both understood each other tacitly and no one spoke.
Some things are useless to say too much.
He can't really change the status quo, and I can't live in peace.
Let go early, while you are not so hateful in each other's eyes.
In autumn, the days are short and the nights are long. Through the car window, his figure was cast in a golden glow by the setting sun.
"I'll take you to the temple."
When we arrived at Linjiangyuan, he spoke before I could say anything.
I didn't refuse, and we went upstairs together. When we stood at the door, I pursed my lips and said, "I'm here, you can go home."
"good."
Fu Qichuan nodded slightly but did not move.
I ignored him and was about to enter the password when the door was opened from the inside, revealing Jiang Lai's glamorous face. "You're back! I heard some noise at the door and thought it was the takeaway."
When he saw that it was Jiang Lai who was at my house, his expression relaxed slightly.
As I walked into the room, I joked, "So I came back hungry. Are you treating me to takeout?"
"How is that possible! Even though I can't cook, Senior Lu's cooking is delicious!"
Jiang Lai glanced at Fu Qichuan and deliberately raised his voice, saying towards the kitchen: "Really? Senior Lu!"
I reacted, "Senior is here too?"
"Yeah, you're moving into a new house, aren't you? I thought of asking them to come and warm up your room, but I only asked He Ting and Senior. You don't know the others very well, so I didn't ask them."
Only then did I realize that there were many more ornaments and decorations in my home.
Joyful.
My heart warmed, and I suddenly had a real sense of belonging to this apartment.
Without noticing it at all, the bright and clear look on Fu Qichuan's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cold look.
"Sister-in-law, are you back?"
He Ting, who was originally helping Lu Shiyan in the kitchen, ran out. His playful smile suddenly turned into a guilty look when he saw Fu Qichuan outside the door.
Fu Qichuan put one hand in his pocket and glanced at him with a half-smile, "You still know that she is your sister-in-law?"
"cough……"
He Ting didn't care about that anymore and ran over to explain very tactfully, "Brother Chuan, I thought you were busy..."
"I'm not busy."
"Then...why don't you give them to your sister-in-law..."
He Ting had a very difficult time speaking. On one side was Fu Qichuan, the person he had admired the most since childhood, and on the other side was Jiang Lai, who was looking at him with a warning look.
But I didn't take it seriously. Fu Qichuan had been absent from my birthday for three consecutive years without exception. How could he have the heart to warm my room?
"good."
Unexpectedly, before He Ting could finish speaking, Fu Qichuan readily agreed and walked in with ease.
Everyone present was stunned.
It was Lu Shiyan who smoothed things over, "It's more lively with more people, that's good."
The atmosphere was somewhat tense, but Fu Qichuan was unaware of it. He looked at Lu Shiyan calmly, as if he was at home, and said, "Thank you for coming to help Nanzhi warm up."
This sentence is a bit subtle.
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