Chapter 69 [VIP] Best Friend's Shield (7)

What kind of person is Fu Qingzhou?

If we go by the description in the original plot, Fu Qingzhou is most likely the object of admiration for most girls in high school. He is a popular figure in the school and also Fang Wanrou's white moonlight male god throughout her teenage years.

Someone who could make Jiang Shaoyan unable to compete with him is definitely not an ordinary person.

When the heroine was still an ugly gray duck, she had already fallen deeply in love with Fu Qingzhou. After going through a transformation and pursuit, Fang Wanrou finally plucked this flower from the high ridge and made Fu Qingzhou fall in love with her. It is no exaggeration to say that it was the most fulfilling thing she had done in high school.

They were really sweet in college and were once rated as the most enviable model couple in college. Fu Qingzhou was gentle and cold, and seemed unattainable on the outside, but for those who really got close to his heart, he was always sincere and unreserved.

You can imagine that a man who is good-looking, has a good family background, is honest with other members of the opposite sex, and is gentle and considerate to his girlfriend will be very popular at all times.

However, their relationship is very stable, so stable that Jiang Shaoyan has no chance of interfering. They have even decided to get married once Fang Wanrou's work becomes stable and enter the marriage hall as soon as possible.

It seemed that everything was developing in a very good direction, but at this moment, something happened to the Fu family.

Fu Qingzhou lost everything overnight and became someone that everyone wanted to avoid.

In fact, at the beginning, Fang Wanrou was unwilling to give up her beloved boyfriend, and she discussed with her family under pressure. But after Fu Qingzhou found out about this difficulty, facing the uncertainty of the future and the strange and mocking eyes of everyone around her, Fang Wanrou's sister even came to him and begged him to be kind and let Wanrou go, and not let Wanrou suffer with him for the rest of her life. Under such circumstances, it was Fu Qingzhou who first proposed breaking up.

In fact, it is no wonder. Relationships are such a fragile thing. Once they lose the support of family and money, it is difficult for the two of them to maintain the relationship alone.

The slightest external blow is enough to cause them to disintegrate from the inside.

If it were before, she might have to spend a lot of effort to contact Fu Qingzhou, and it would be easy for the other party to suspect her. But now it is different. Jiang Shaoyan found a perfect excuse for her.

…

Nan Yan found Fu Qingzhou in a private club that several people often visited. When she found him, he was already drunk and unconscious.

He was being pushed and driven out by the impatient staff. Apparently someone had told him not to save face. After all, Fu Qingzhou was now penniless and had no status. Things were different now, so it was normal for him to be despised.

Fu Qingzhou was pushed out and stumbled for a long distance. Finally, he came to the entrance of a dark alley and vomited all over the place while holding onto the wall.

What does it feel like when a person falls from a great height?

Fu Qingzhou felt that he probably knew it now.

He originally wanted to borrow some money from some business friends for emergency, but he was forced to finish a table of wine before they could lend him money. He drank so much that his stomach ached but he still didn't borrow a single dollar. His friends who used to be brothers and sisters were kicking him when he was down. A man has gold under his knees, but he has to kneel down to pick it up.

He never thought that there would be a day when he would lose everything and really have nothing.

His first half of life and his current situation were like two completely different lives, so different that he was caught off guard and didn't even know how to start over.

Without money, he is nothing. No one will sympathize with him, let alone help him.

This is a world where profit is paramount. He used to be wealthy so people flattered him wherever he went, but now he is a pauper and is despised wherever he goes.

The effects of the alcohol began to paralyze his brain.

Fu Qingzhou felt that there was no part of his body that was not uncomfortable, and the physical discomfort made him want to just die in an instant.

He thought, let it be, just die like this...

Anyway, he has nothing left. His former friends are avoiding him, and Wanrou has already left him. No matter how embarrassing it is, it can't be a more difficult situation than the current one...

The only regret is that even if I die here, most likely no one will know about it.

Fu Qingzhou was in a daze, his mind chaotically recalling everything that had happened recently, from the proud son of heaven to his downfall, he didn't know if he still needed to persevere, after all, such a life...

Forget it, let it be, there's nothing to fight about.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou's whole body slid down slowly against the wall weakly, covering his eyes with one hand and laughing at himself.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, calling his name.

"Fu Qingzhou, you are here."

The voice sounded familiar, he seemed to have heard it somewhere before.

Fu Qingzhou looked up and could only vaguely see a figure standing there against the light at the entrance of the dim alley. He could not see her face at all. He could only smell a very light fragrance on her body, which was different from the strong smell of alcohol on him.

"Wanrou?"

Fu Qingzhou called out subconsciously.

"You are drunk."

The voice didn't respond to him, but still took a few steps forward, until it squatted beside him, and its clear eyes fell on him like moonlight.

Fu Qingzhou felt that he might be a little drunk, otherwise how could he see Wanrou in such a place?

He tilted his head and looked at the person who came. His two handsome, long eyebrows were tightly pursed, and his slightly drunk eyes were half open and half closed, as if he couldn't see her face clearly and was trying hard to distinguish it.

Finally, he was sure. A gleam of light flashed in his hazy eyes. He rushed towards Nan Yan and hugged her tightly in his arms, saying thankfully, "Is it really you? Wanrou, you came to see me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break up, it's just that I really have nothing left..."

"Please don't leave, okay? Wanrou, I really have nothing left, please don't leave me..."

Nan Yan was caught off guard and was nearly knocked to the ground by his sudden push. When she came to her senses, she reached out to push his chest in an attempt to break free from his shackles. However, the more she struggled, the tighter he held her, so tightly that Nan Yan almost couldn't breathe.

“Let go…”

"Fu Qingzhou, can you see clearly who I am?"

He hugged her too tightly. Nan Yan had no choice but to pinch his arms a few times to protest. However, he thought she was angry and subconsciously kissed her face as he used to coax her.

"Don't be angry, okay? I don't really want to break up with you. Can you please stop hiding from me?"

He kissed her chin tenderly, resting his forehead against her cheek. At first it was just a light kiss, but as she continued to struggle and reject him, the hurt in Fu Qingzhou's eyes became more and more obvious. He thought Wanrou rejected him because she was still angry.

There was a hint of tears in Fu Qingzhou's eyes, as if he didn't know what to do and was at a loss. He really liked her, and on the one hand he hoped that she would stay with him, and on the other hand he hoped that he would not be a burden to her anymore.

But what to do? What to do?

He wanted to coax her, but didn't know how?

Especially since his brain went blank under the influence of alcohol, Fu Qingzhou even became slow in thinking. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have watched a clip from a TV series...

Then he reached out and supported the back of Nan Yan's head, while his tongue slowly slid into her tightly closed lips and began to carefully invade her teeth.

"You...don't leave."

He kissed her so hard that he seemed to be out of breath, then he pulled back a little and carefully licked the corners of her mouth, which were wet and sticky, like a clingy golden retriever afraid of being abandoned, patiently soothing the angry hostess.

And Nan Yan simply gave up the struggle.

She let him kiss her as much as he wanted, until the end, he laid on her shoulder, his eyes half open and half closed, he was dazed and no one knew what he was saying.

Even though it had come to this, those hands still had no intention of letting go of her, as if they were worried that she would disappear if they let go.

Finally, Nan Yan learned his current address from him, took a taxi directly, and asked the driver to help her take him home.

…

After a hangover, when Fu Qingzhou woke up the next day, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially with a severe headache. He could not remember what happened last night.

When I was half-conscious, I thought I was dreaming. It was only after I heard some noise coming from the living room that I woke up completely.

His thoughts slowly turned back to his mind, and Fu Qingzhou vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen Wanrou last night?

Was it Wanrou who sent him back?

He raised his head and glanced around at the roughly tidy traces, then immediately threw back the quilt and opened the door. When he saw someone busy in the kitchen, he almost subconsciously rushed over and hugged the person in his arms.

"Wanrou, is it really you?"

Fu Qingzhou hugged her tighter and tighter, like a drowning man grabbing his last straw, and refused to let go.

This simply made Nan Yan speechless. She was disgusted that he repeatedly admitted that the person he liked was wrong.

She turned around and pushed the man away, then said, "Fu Qingzhou, have you lost your mind after your hangover? Take a good look at who I am."

Fu Qingzhou finally reacted, especially after seeing clearly who was in front of him, he almost subconsciously pushed Nan Yan away, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Why is it you, Wanrou?" The accusatory and disdainful tone in his voice was so obvious.

Nan Yan pursed her lips and glanced at him, "Who else could it be except me? Wanrou is very nice, and she was the one who asked me to take care of you."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes paused, and when he saw her pursing her lips, his lips moved unconsciously as well.

Then I felt a slight stinging pain on my lips, frowned, and some vague images seemed to slowly emerge in my mind.

This also made Fu Qingzhou's expression change immediately.