Fu Xijing noticed that she was barefoot and frowned: "You really don't care about yourself." As he spoke, he picked up Nanfeng horizontally, knowing that she was bound to resist, he tightened her tightly and walked briskly towards the parking lot.

Nanfeng struggled hard, although the disparity between men and women's strength was great, but anger made her explode with infinite strength, her right hand finally broke free, she picked up the handbag in her hand like a shrew, and hit Fu Xijing's head and face hard, he was in pain, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't let go of her.

Nanfeng roared angrily: "Fu Xijing, you fucking bastard! You are always so self-righteous, you never care whether others are willing or not, never care whether others live or die! You are cold-blooded and ruthless! You are exactly the same as a few years ago!"

Fu Xijing's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the arm holding her slowly let go. Southwind was finally free, but he grabbed her arm before she could run away.

"Exactly the same as a few years ago?" Fu Xijing pulled her very close to him, his eyes sharp, firmly locked her gaze, and did not give her a chance to avoid it. "Ji Nanfeng, are you finally willing to admit that you are Zhao Xibei?"

There was a buzzing in the head.

Anger makes people lose their minds, and this is simply true. Nanfeng wanted to bite his tongue off.

"You heard it wrong...... she subconsciously denied it, but was interrupted by Fu Xijing: "I'm not deaf yet!"

She also wanted to continue to find excuses to prevaricate, but suddenly a sense of exhaustion hit, tired, really tired, she was not a natural actor, she thought that her acting skills were not good enough, and she pretended to be too hard every time.

She raised her head, looked straight into his gaze, and forced herself to calm her tone: "Fu Xijing, what if I am Zhao Xibei? Don't you understand, the truth is that I don't want to see you, I don't want to." The past is gone, and I've forgotten it all. So, stop pestering me, okay?"

She saw in his eyes that the anger was rising and getting stronger, and his voice was colder than the December night: "It's all over, Ji Nanfeng, I tell you, everything is just the beginning!" Her calm look and calm tone stung him deeply, and those beautiful memories in his heart that had never gone away turned out to be just a past tense that she didn't want to be mentioned.

What could be more desolate than the passage of time?

She couldn't help but shiver because of the cold, but also because of his cold tone and face.

Fu Xijing suppressed his anger, turned around and opened the car door, forced her into the co-pilot, he got into the car, and turned on the car air conditioner.

Nanfeng didn't resist anymore, she knew that she couldn't escape, so she simply sat obediently. The gradually warm temperature in the car made her stiff body relax slightly, and then a strong sense of exhaustion hit, she leaned back in the chair, her eyes looked straight ahead, and quietly waited for Fu Xijing to ask a question.

By this time, she knew that there was no way to avoid it, and she didn't plan to run away anymore.

She owes him an explanation.

"Why?" was three short words, containing too many questions, and it had been pressing on his heart for five years.

Nanfeng knew what he meant, but she said, "Which point do you ask?"

"Why didn't you say goodbye, why did you change your name, why did you ...... Leave me?" he tilted his head to look at her, his voice hoarse, trying to restrain his emotions.

She still didn't look back at him, there were no lights in the car, only the street lights in the parking lot shone in through the windshield, faintly, he saw that she seemed to pull the corners of his mouth, and replied indifferently: "Because I don't want to be together anymore." ”

The seven words of calm and calm, how relaxed it was, as if he was talking about what to eat tonight, the anger that Fu Xijing had finally calmed was provoked again, he dragged her body with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other hand to force her to face him. "You're a three-year-old and you're easy to fool, aren't you?"

When he was angry, he didn't do it lightly or heavily, pinching her jaw and distorting her whole face. She endured the pain and said, "Believe it or not." ”

There was silence in the car, except for the sound of the two people's breathing, intertwined, both rapid and heavy. Fu Xijing slowly let go of her chin, and a sense of frustration that he had never felt before came to his heart, everyone said that he was ruthless, but he had nothing to do with her.

He leaned back in his chair in despair.

The ringing of the cell phone rang in this stalemate moment, abrupt and sharp, startling Nanfeng, but then, she breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the caller immensely.

The screen showed Xie Feifei calling, but it was a strange female voice on the phone, shouting loudly: "Hey, you are a friend of the owner of this mobile phone, right? She is drunk and messing around here, hurry up and get her away!" Then he said the address and hung up the phone.

The south wind hit again, and it rang for a long time, but no one answered. This is true after calling several times.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xijing asked.

"My friend was drunk and I had to go over and pick her up. As he spoke, he went to the car door, but was held down by Fu Xijing, "I'll send you." ”

Nanfeng wanted to refuse, but when he looked down and saw his bare feet, he still compromised in the end.

Along the way, Nanfeng was afraid that Fu Xijing would ask something again, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. The car stopped suddenly, she thought it had arrived, opened her eyes, and was about to get out of the car, only to find that the car was parked outside a shopping mall.

"Wait a minute. After speaking, Fu Xijing got out of the car.

Ten minutes later, he came back with a few paper bags, opened the passenger door, and handed her the things: "Just change it in the car." He closed the door again and turned away.

Inside the paper bag was a t, a coat, a pair of jeans, and a pair of flat booties. T with coat is size S, pants 26, boots size 5. It's all her yards. Obviously there was no smoke, and there was no wind and sand blowing into her eyes, but Nanfeng suddenly felt that her eyes were astringent, and her chest was also astringent, and some kind of emotion was surging at that moment, leaving her powerless, and the mental defense she had tried her best to build over the years was almost overwhelmed by this menacing emotion. She bit her lip hard, pushing the emotion back.

When Fu Xijing got into the car again, she was calm and said to him, "Thank you." ”

He didn't answer, looked at her, and then focused on driving.

The traffic at eight o'clock in the evening was not much, Fu Xijing saw that Nanfeng kept making calls, and he looked extremely worried, he raised the speed to the fastest, and ran two red lights, and finally arrived at his destination after fifteen minutes.

Xie Feifei's tavern was in a small alley, the road was narrow, and the car couldn't drive in, Fu Xijing parked the car at the intersection, looked at the alley, and said, "I'll go with you, and then send you home." ”

Nanfeng hurriedly refused: "No need, my friend drove over, I have to drive her car back." Goodbye!" After saying that, he hurriedly got out of the car, afraid that he would follow the past, and trotted all the way to the alley.

Fu Xijing didn't chase after her, but his eyes always followed her figure, the street lights in the alley were bright, and there were many stalls on both sides, people came and went, and it was noisy and lively. But he seemed to only see her, shuttling through the crowd and slowly disappearing.

He opened the window, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said to himself, don't worry, the future is long. Regarding the reason for her leaving, she refused to say, it doesn't matter, then he will find it slowly, he has time. It wasn't without anger, but when he met her again, those anger and questioning seemed to become less important. And the five years she missed from his life, he would all want it back.

This time, no matter what, he wouldn't let her go again.

Never.

The moment he saw Xie Feifei, Nanfeng really wanted to turn around and run out directly, it was so embarrassing!

In the noisy tavern, the drunken and hazy Xie Feifei was sitting on the ground at the moment, holding the table legs tightly with both hands, his cheeks on them, muttering to himself, crying while talking, causing the surrounding diners to frequently look back at the excitement and laugh a few times from time to time.

Nanfeng looked at the ceiling speechlessly, for so many years, Xie Feifei grabbed the mess and cried as soon as he was drunk, it really hasn't changed at all. When she was in college, she accompanied her to drink once, and her drinking posture was fierce and urgent, so she naturally got drunk. She went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she saw Xie Feifei sitting on the ground, holding a trash can and crying.

She sighed, asked the tavern proprietress to help carry Xie Feifei to her shoulder, and walked out half-dragged. The alley was narrow, Xie Feifei's car didn't drive in, she was drunk like this, don't expect to ask where to park, Nanfeng helped her to take a taxi on the road.

Blown by the cold wind outside, Xie Feifei sobered up a little, and in the taxi, she hugged Nanfeng's waist, tilted her head, cried and asked her over and over again: "Am I really bad......? I've loved him for so many years, I've been so good to him, why doesn't he like me......"

It's for Zhou Yang again!