Fu Xingzhou's gaze was still locked on her, and he continued for a long time before he slowly spoke, "Say, tell me everything, I hope there is nothing to hide." ”

"You've decided I'm a liar, what else is there to say. Song Yan was ten thousand unhappy in her heart, she was still angry, angry at his distrust of her.

"Song Yan, I'm not here to see you lose your temper, I just want a real answer. Although Fu Xingzhou's voice was flat, the content of his words made Song Yan sound awkward again.

"There's nothing to say, you go. ”

After Song Yan finished speaking, she bypassed him directly, lifted the dishes on the table, and walked into the kitchen.

Fu Xingzhou's anger, which had dissipated slightly, was picked up by her completely indifferent appearance, followed into the kitchen, took her hand, and pulled the person back to the living room.

Song Yan didn't pull back, didn't resist, just let him pull like this, and it wasn't until he sat on the sofa that the man let go of his hand.

"What kind of attitude do you have now, and you are deliberately doing this. Fu Xingzhou, who was used to being arrogant in front of women, also said this sentence smartly, and his tone made people sound uncomfortable mockery.

This is undoubtedly to provoke the fire, it is better not to speak.

Sure enough, Song Yan sneered as if she had heard some big joke, "Who do you think you are, I have to be you, I deliberately did this, which one are you talking about." I really don't care about spending any time on you, Fu Xingzhou, you feel too good about yourself, go out, let me out now. ”

"Tell me not to mess with you, drive me away, whoever sticks it up first, who seduces me first. The man didn't back down.

"I'm a shit. Both of them had dark faces, and Song Yan's eyes were even a little red, and she really wanted to slap them at this moment.

"Don't talk with a gun or a stick all the time. Fu Xingzhou touched his pocket irritably, but couldn't touch anything, and finally scolded in a low voice, looking at the woman in front of him coldly.

"Whatever you want. Song Yan got up and returned to the kitchen.

originally wanted to make a sumptuous dinner to treat himself, but his good mood was ruined by Fu Xingzhou.

It's not that she doesn't want to tell him well, but Fu Xingzhou's attitude really makes her very dissatisfied, she loses her temper at every turn, and says some yin and yang weird things to respond to her at every turn.

Why can he lose his temper, and why the sovereignty of words must be in his hands.

Why did she have to tell him everything immediately when he wanted to hear it? If he had this awareness from the beginning and communicated with her well, it would not have evolved like this.

Song Yan doesn't know what she is in Fu Xingzhou's heart now, judging from all his performances, it is nothing more than that she can come and go as soon as she calls, and she can't refute him.

She wasn't without a heart, he could forget what he said that day, but she couldn't, he said she was disgusted and disgusted.

That look was enough to break her heart, and gradually dismantle all the hope in her heart until it collapsed.

Fu Xingzhou has been sitting on the sofa in the living room, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, and all kinds of sounds coming from the kitchen, rummaging bags, chopping vegetables, lighting the fire, opening the refrigerator, and faucet, all fall into his ears clearly.

His heart, which was still stiff, gradually softened because of these trivial voices.

Once upon a time, their happiest times weren't like that, even if those days were short, short.

Every time she wanted to find him, she always prepared a lot of math problems that she didn't know, and she could spend an hour with him.

In fact, she knows all those questions, and he knows it, but just let her go, at that time she is like a light in his life, and the depression caused by the depressed original family is dissipated little by little in her careful thoughts again and again.

At that time, he came out to work after graduating from college, and she also threatened to study for a master's degree, anyway, she would be one level higher than him, but the woman who said that she was one level higher than him didn't even graduate from college in the end, thinking of this, Fu Xingzhou's heart finally hurt a little.

I can't help but think that when she first came back, she was always so cautious, she didn't dare to raise her head, and she didn't dare to speak, it was a world of difference from before.

Angry is angry, he still wants to see her like this in his heart.

"Song Yan. Song Yan, who was still cutting meat in the kitchen, was startled by the sudden sound of cutting.

She stopped what she was doing, looked up at the man who was standing at the door at this time, glared at him, and asked in a very unkind tone, "What are you doing?"

"I haven't eaten yet, after eating, let's talk about it, okay?"

It was because of this rare calm and gentle tone that Song Yan was suspicious, and at the same time, she saw clearly that Fu Xingzhou's face did not look very good at the moment, and he seemed to be very tired.

She originally wanted to say something to see your attitude, but in the end she didn't say it, just hummed lightly and turned back to cut the meat on the sticky board.

The corners of Fu Xingzhou's mouth finally showed a knowing smile, and he stood for a while before leaving.

Song Yan cooks quickly, in less than half an hour, three dishes and one soup are completed.

Although he was still angry, although he didn't ask him if he would eat it, he still added his portion when he got the rice, and in the end, because he said that I haven't eaten yet, I originally planned to add one more dish to the end to add two more dishes.

During the meal, the two of them were silent, Song Yan ate many things outside for many days, and suddenly ate her own food, and her appetite improved a lot, but she couldn't compare to Fu Xingzhou opposite.

The man seemed to have not eaten for days, and in the end he swept away all the food.

The fact that all the cooked meals were eaten was probably the greatest affirmation for the cook, so looking at a few empty plates, Song Yan, who was still a little annoyed, was in a much better mood.

What made her feel even better was that the man actually took the initiative to take over the finishing work, which was the best. Song Yan didn't say anything polite to him, and ran to the sofa to watch TV.

Fu Xingzhou doesn't know how many years he hasn't done this kind of thing, even if the Fu family fell later and his life was down, he would rather eat instant noodles than do it himself, basically Fu's mother, and sometimes Zhuang Yan is taking care of his daily life.

So in his world, it has always been others who come to please him, and he has given Song Yan something different from everyone else, but she is still not satisfied, and she still deceives him, so how can he not be angry.

In this way, the two struggled in their respective inner worlds, unwilling to back down, unwilling to make real communication.

In the final analysis, this relationship is not strong enough, after all, the time of separation is several times longer than that of getting along, where is the stability to talk about, it is already a blessing in misfortune to have the two of them here today to try to redeem it.

"Turn off the TV, let's have a good talk. Fu Xingzhou packed up and walked to the edge of the sofa, and finally sat down next to her.