Walking to the door, Jiang Nanchu saw a fiery figure leaning in front of a white Audi.

Guan Juming walked towards the car, the red figure stood up straight, and Guan Juming shouted: "Sister-in-law." ”

Looking back at the evil smile on the corners of Jiang Nanchu and Qin Qin's mouths, the woman in red looked at them at the same time, and the three of them were stunned at the same time.

Jiang Nanchu was stunned, not because of Guan Juming's provocation, but because of his name for the woman in red, and this woman was no stranger to her, she was her biggest rival, Ke Jin, who had been absent for 4 years.

Ke Jin looked at Jiang Nanchu in astonishment, looked her and Fang Yuxuan up and down, and got into the car without saying anything.

Watching the snow-white Audi disappear, Jiang Nanchu was unconsciously stuffed into the passenger seat by Fang Yuxuan, and Qin Qin also followed into the back seat.

On the road where no one was in the early morning, Jiang Nanchu looked at the French plane trees on the side of the road shuttling backwards one by one, and asked blankly, "What is the surname Guan called Ke Jin?"

Fang Yuxuan glanced at her and felt that her expression was really in a trance, just as she was too tired and talking to herself.

"Sister-in-law!!" Qin Qin replied, angry. After four years, although Ke Jin has changed a lot, for Qin Qin and Jiang Nanchu, even if they turn into ashes, they can recognize it.

"So Ke Jin married his brother surnamed Guan?"

Jiang Nanchu's weak elbow was on the car window, her head tilted out of the window, and the cool morning breeze blew her long hair out of the car window.

Fang Yuxuan finally reacted, stretched out his hand to pull her over, and replied to her: "The logic is right, you are really boring." ”

"Bored? yes, I'm really bored. Jiang Nanchu smiled, but tears rolled into his hair in the wind, and no one saw it.

Sending Qin Qin home, Fang Yuxuan turned around and drove towards Jiang Nanchu's house.

He remembered that she had said that she and Fu Zekai lived near the park in the south of the city. As for why Fu Zekai didn't appear at this time, he didn't want to ask.

"Go to your house. Jiang Nanchu closed his eyes and said weakly.

"Okay!" Fang Yuxuan gave up steering, increased the throttle and drove straight forward.

Fang Yuxuan changed his clothes and came out, and saw Jiang Nanchu sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony with his knees in his hands in a daze, his petite back shrunk into a ball, his head slightly tilted, as if he was looking at the blue sky.

He stood still, not wanting to disturb her, perhaps it was her usual posture that attracted him to him.

At that time, he saw her sitting in the flower bed of the schoolyard, holding her knees and lowering her eyes in a daze, a cigarette in her hand flickering on and off, like a charming poppy, carrying the danger of sinking.

At that time, she was only a freshman, and she was depressed every day, silent and cold, and there were a few boys who had the courage to challenge and pursue her, but they were not even as good as the school bulletin board.

At least she'll go to the bulletin board after class to write down the information about the job outside and leave in a hurry.

A boy hid the kettle she had put in the water room, and when she went into the water room to look for it, he handed it to her, and she waved her hand and said, "This is not mine." "Straight away.

Fang Yuxuan watched from the side and smiled, her name was clearly written on it, what should she do tonight if there was no hot water?

I saw her again, it was at the school's singer competition, and she appeared for the third time, singing No

ah Jo

es's The sto

y》。

A black gauze skirt, black high heels, hair draped over the chest, and a lazy and slightly hoarse voice, full of a little bossa vo

A's posture made his eyes shine.

It's a pity that the judges at that time were dominated by school leaders, and they didn't understand this kind of music at all, and she didn't even get a ranking.

After the show, he saw that she was still smiling and smiling on the side of the stage with her female classmates, but it was rare to see her smiling so happily when she didn't get the ranking, and he thought she was very special.

Later, Fang Yuxuan helped the professor lead Jiang Nanchu's class, and Jiang Nanchu called him a senior brother and introduced himself in detail.

Fang Yuxuan smiled and thought to himself, I have long been familiar with you.

At that time, Jiang Nanchu was no longer so gloomy, the life of the university made her much more cheerful, and the simple life every day gave her a bright and simple smile, but emotionally she still seemed to remain in a state of desert.

Until Fu Zekai came back, the poppy suddenly turned into a straight sunflower, healthy and upward all day long, making him uncomfortable.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save her from infinite sinking into a happy sunflower, but he did feel powerless.

He thought that it was all caused by the misfortune of the family, and that he could only be nourished by the accumulated love for her. Until Fu Zekai appeared, his idea was self-defeating.

He had his first surgery done that day and ran to her with joy, only to see her being led by a mature man he had never seen before walking at the school gate.

He had never seen such a smile on her face, and unintentionally, unconsciously, happiness overflowed her face.

Just 3 months later, she happily informed him that she was getting married, and he suddenly felt so strange that he felt that the world he had lived in for 28 years had been turned upside down.

There was no air conditioning in the room, and the temperature was just right after the night was as cool as water.

He saw that she was trembling slightly, so he had to step forward, "Go, take a shower and sleep, and I'll send you back when you wake up." ”

Jiang Nanchu ignored him, he had to cover his nose and say, "You smell you, it stinks to death." ”

Then he was given a blank look, pushed, and watched her enter the bathroom, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Locking the door, Jiang Nanchu was drowsy in the hot water, dozing off and insisting on taking a shower, putting on the pajamas that Yuxuan put for her in the bathroom.

When she came out, she finally had a seizure, and she supported the door frame of the bathroom with one hand, and in a daze, she was picked up, put on the bed, and then covered with a cool quilt, and slept quietly.

When he woke up, it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Nanchu slept for 12 hours. Getting enough sleep made her feel much better, and when she was holding a glass of water and drinking water, a guitar played sounded.

Jiang Nanchu looked back at him like a chicken, in good spirits, since he graduated and worked, they hadn't sung together for a long time.

Fang Yuxuan sat on the sofa holding the guitar, raised his head and smiled, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Eat something, sing with me again?"

Jiang Nanchu nodded, she didn't eat for more than ten hours, she was already hungry, she stuffed the sandwich into her mouth indiscriminately, she was hungry and anxious to sing, she couldn't wait to swallow it, but she was choked, so she had to drink milk violently.

"Xiao Yu'er, you just give this kind of food to the poor people who have just been released from prison?" Jiang Nanchu complained dissatisfiedly.

"I should give you another brazier to avoid bad luck. Fang Yuxuan smiled.

Jiang Nanchu rewarded him with three white eyes without hesitation, and said in a weird manner: "Okay, I'll sprinkle some salt to drive you out of this ghost." ”

The two of them are always raising the bar together, but he is her only male friend.

Jiang Nanchu swallowed the last mouthful of milk, walked to Fang Yuxuan with his slippers, and sat opposite him.

Fang Yuxuan smiled, plucked the strings, the music flowed out, Jiang Nanchu was just about to sing, and the note turned into "Two Tigers".

Jiang Nanchu smiled and sang, a simple melody is the easiest to be happy.

After singing a song, Jiang Nanchu was in a good mood, and reached out to grab Fang Yuxuan's guitar, she played the guitar reasonably under his education, but the doorbell rang at this time.

"Do you have a guest?" Jiang Nanchu got up and quickly hid in the bedroom.

"Jiang Nanchu, looking for you. Fang Yuxuan came in, his voice was low, as if he was resentful.

"Don't be funny, who will know that I am with you, I don't want to see anyone!"

Someone pushed open the bedroom door, and Jiang Nanchu sat on Fang Yuxuan's bed and turned into a zombie.

Standing at the door was her husband Fu Zekai, who was sitting on another man's bed at another man's house, and suddenly felt embarrassed and afraid of being caught raped in bed.

Fu Zekai's face was very poor, and his deep eyes looked extremely haggard because he had not slept all night.

Her eyelashes were raised, her bloodshot eyes were tired, but she didn't take her eyes off, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes made waves as they swept over her clothes.

Jiang Nanchu got up suddenly, and realized in a stunned fit that she was still wearing Fang Yuxuan's pajamas.

For a moment, her world seemed to collapse, and she thought that even if she had an IQ of 180, she couldn't explain it clearly?

"You... You're back. Jiang Nanchu said timidly with the corners of his clothes.

Fu Zekai's voice was full of traces of depression, and he said softly: "I'll take you home." ”

Jiang Nanchu was changing clothes in the bedroom, but the guitar sound of "Ambush on All Sides" came from the living room.

She snorted hatefully, this little fish, what kind of music is not good to play, isn't it enough to play this kind of music that messes people's minds?

Quickly changed his clothes and walked out, Fu Zekai was leaning on the sofa, frowning slightly when he saw her dress.

Jiang Nan initially realized that he was dressed too casually, but decided to ignore it.

Fang Yuxuan saw her come out, stopped plucking the guitar's fingers, and then casually plucked the strings a few times, and the scattered notes couldn't make up the tune.

Fu Zekai got up and grabbed Jiang Nanchu's shoulders, Jiang Nanchu said, "Fang Yuxuan, thank you." ”

The words were serious and righteous and awe-inspiring, as if they were thanking the life-saving benefactor, and Hula suddenly pulled the distance between the two of them very far.

She called him Xiao Yu'er for 4 years and finally called his full name in front of her so-called husband.

Fang Yuxuan smiled, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and said heartily: "Don't thank you for your kindness, remember to invite me to dinner another day." ”

"When the time comes, I will set up a table at the seafood restaurant with Nan Chu, thank you. "Fu Zekai interface.

"Well, then I'm welcome. Fang Yuxuan plucked his guitar, then got up to send them out.

Sitting in Fu Zekai's car, Jiang Nanchu looked at the fiery sunset, the sunset was full of red, and the weather was very good today.

But the man in the car was silent all the way, his face full of gloom.

Jiang Nanchu sat next to him silently and without making a breath, after suffering a night of sin, she saw Ke Jin, who was married, she seemed to have finally found the reason why Fu Zekai suddenly married her, he was injured in front of true love, so he married her.

Is he just sure that she still loves him and won't betray?

In the current situation, he must have decided that she had betrayed him, so his face turned pale and he didn't ask a word.

When Fu Zekai parked the car in the garage, Sister Lin was already busy opening the door and welcoming Jiang Nanchu into the house.

"You're back, and my husband called me at 8 o'clock in the morning and said that he couldn't find you, and he was dying. Sister Lin whispered to Jiang Nanchu.

Jiang Nan's heart was in his heart, could it be that he hurriedly came back from Singapore just because he couldn't contact her?

Jiang Nanchu took a deep breath and watched Fu Zekai walk in, she ran over and leaned over to get slippers for him.

Fu Zekai took off his shoes and went upstairs barefoot, leaving Jiang Nanchu squatting in the entrance in a daze with slippers.

The door was not closed, and the wind blew in, and she seemed to go back to the night when she was 19 years old.

The pure white and brutal girl with a strong love, the girl who sat on the stone steps of the university, swayed her slender legs, and waved her skirt in the wind, was also a night as cold as water, and someone ignored her tearful sadness, and said to her coldly: "I'm going to the United States, don't contact me in the future." ”

In front of him, she lost all her dignity, but she could not leave because of the sudden torrential rain.

Even if that person desperately grabbed her and didn't let her go, she also knew that he was afraid that something would happen to her and he felt guilty.

Getting up suddenly, Jiang Nanchu wiped his nose, walked into the living room, and lay on the sofa dejectedly.

When she woke up again, it was already dark, Jiang Nanchu rubbed her eyes, and the cold quilt slipped off when she got up, she thought that Sister Lin should have helped her cover it.

Outside the window, above the inky blue sky, there was a silver-white first quarter moon, and a few sparse stars were weakly shining in the sky, making it more and more lonely and lonely.

Her own breathing could be heard in the quiet of the living room, and she held back her sigh for fear of disturbing him.

Came to the second floor lightly and pushed open the bedroom door, only to find Fu Zekai sitting in front of the bed facing the window, the shadows of the trees outside, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the moonlight spread on the bed, outlining his outline.

"Jiang Nanchu, in the past five years, I have also wondered if you have long liked other people. Fu Zekai's voice ethereally reached Jiang Nanchu's ears, revealing a trace of sadness.

Jiang Nanchu shuddered, a little confused, no matter how she listened, it felt like she was waiting for him, and she betrayed his feelings?

Just as he was about to explain, Fu Zekai's voice came again, "I'm in a hurry to marry you, maybe because I'm also afraid." ”

"Scared?" Jiang Nanchu couldn't believe it, did Fu Zekai also have something to be afraid of? Yes, the only thing he was afraid of was her endless entanglement, that is, she played hooligan on him!

Then why do you want to marry her?

Why should he accept her upright, lawful and reasonable entanglement and hooliganism? She didn't hold a knife to make him decide between death and marriage, and second, she didn't have a ball in her stomach to let him choose between a gentleman and a beast, what was he afraid of?

This word does not conform to his temperament! Facing the current Fu Zekai, her world view has been subverted again.

Jiang Nanchu didn't get any reply, she climbed onto the bed, sat next to Fu Zekai, unconsciously swinging her calves, and the air flow gradually moved.

"Yesterday, I broke the vase for Qin Qin's sake, and I was really desperate, so I found Fang Yuxuan early in the morning. ”

She emphasized the word "morning", wanting him to understand that she was not looking for other men for help in the middle of the night, but she didn't dare to guarantee that he would understand.

"He told me everything, I don't blame you for fighting, I don't blame you for going to the police station, I'm just thinking, why didn't you call me. ”

"I... Jiang Nanchu lowered her head, he was in Singapore, how could she call? But with his identity, he would inevitably find someone to help her solve all difficulties.

It's just that how dare she let him know after breaking into such a disaster?

"Who am I in your heart?" Fu Zekai said in a low voice, his hand touched her face, and his fingertips rubbed lightly.

"I'm sorry... Jiang Nanchu bowed her head, the current situation is obviously that he is honest with each other, but she is still reserved and stubborn to kill people.

Fu Zekai got up and wanted to leave, because he didn't hear the answer he wanted, and sure enough, he should bear the sin he did.

"I was wrong. Jiang Nanchu climbed to the other end of the bed and reached out to hug Fu Zekai, who had already gotten up, from behind.

He stiffened, didn't look back, but leaned forward slightly, his back to bear her embrace.

Her snort was hot on his back, tears spilling from her eyes, and tears soaked his shirt.

He squatted slightly, reached out and pulled her hands to his shoulders, then pulled her legs back and lifted her up.

She was carried by him on her back, and she hid her face in his neck socket, and she didn't dare to come out.

Fu Zekai turned his head, looked at her deeply buried face, and asked, "What am I yours?"

“。。。。 Jiang Nanchu raised his head slightly, stunned, suddenly realized something, and tentatively asked in a rising tone: "Husband?"

"What else?"

Jiang Nanchu's IQ began to be anxious again in front of Fu Zekai, "Husba."

"Maybe English is more acceptable to him?"

“。。。。。。 Fu Zekai smiled, took two steps on her back, and said, "Husba."

d, you don't need anyone else, remember?"

Jiang Nanchu tightened her arms, and her consciousness was blown away by his words for a while, as if she had experienced a pink downpour, making her dizzy.

Jiang Nanchu nodded vigorously on his back, and couldn't help but take the initiative to kiss his side cheek.

Feeling the tugging of the muscles in his face, she thought he was laughing.

Then his lips twisted. Jiang Nanchu was kissed and turned around, and his body slid down unconsciously.

Fu Zekai clamped her hard, she thought he was stamping, stamping his own seal, haha!

Fu Zekai didn't let Sister Lin cook and let her go back early, and when the two had a conflict, he really didn't like outsiders around.

The two were sweet, and there seemed to be no barrier, and finally in the middle of the night, when the stomach was rumbling, Jiang Nanchu ran to the kitchen and turned out two bags of instant noodles, and Fu Zekai's eyebrows suddenly twisted.

"How can there be this at home? Sister Lin won't cook for you?"

"Don't wronged Sister Lin, I'm here to eat in case I'm hungry in the middle of the night. ”

Jiang Nanchu turned on the faucet and prepared to boil water, "But I haven't used it so far, this 10 minutes can be done, otherwise we will both be hungry when the meal is ready." ”

"Let's go out and eat. ”

"Don't believe in my craft, don't say anything else, cooking instant noodles is absolutely a must!" Jiang Nanchu took out eggs, some greens and ham from the refrigerator.