Song Xianzhe propped up in the corner of the white wall, wearing a black mask, Fu Jing in front of him looked at Lin Feng gently, Lin Feng's short hair was against her palm, and her eyes were already misty.

Song Xianzhe looked down at the exquisite watch, the time was almost there, and said lightly, "It's time for us to go." ”

Fu Jing was still reluctantly holding Lin Feng's hand, and there was a bitterness in her heart, "Are you really willing to go?"

Song Xianzhe pursed his lips with a solemn expression, "Even if you are reluctant, what can you do?" he smiled bitterly and said, "I blocked my own way by myself." I trapped her in a way that hurt her, and I thought I was in love. ”

Fu Jing let go of Song Linfeng's hand, his fingers trembled slightly, she shook him in surprise, but the person in front of her was still sleeping peacefully, she was a little depressed, maybe it was an illusion, she thought.

She placed his broad palm on her cheek, and the warmth of his palm spread out a little bit of hers, as if holding his hand like this could save a lot of strength.

"Let's go. Song Xianzhe called her again.

Fu Jing still refused to move, the incandescent light hit Lin Feng's pale face, and it seemed to be able to reveal the light, but it might be a long time before she could see him.

"Do you regret it? regret loving someone who doesn't like you. She suddenly asked Song Xianzhe.

"Do you regret it? Love someone you can't love. He asked her rhetorically in a cold tone.

She was stunned, unable to respond for a while, did she regret it? Maybe feelings have always been a road of no return, and who she falls in love with is unpredictable. When she was young, the master told her a fate, and the fortune teller shook his head and sighed, saying that she was the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star. With such a fate, the master is very happy, doing their line of work, carrying love is a dead end.

She closed her eyes in resignation, hot tears falling from her eyes and sliding onto the back of Lin Feng's hand. She gently lowered his arm and tucked the corners of the quilt.

"Let's go. She stood up, glanced back at Lin Feng, who had a calm face, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, clenched her fists, and never looked back and kept going.

At the entrance of the hospital, Song Xianzhe and Fu Jing got into the car one after another, Fu Jing had a cold face, the lights turned on, and she started the car.

There was still a long way to go, and she concentrated on driving.

Song Xianzhe sat in the back row a little sleepy, opened the window, smoked one cigarette after another, he rarely smoked, and after he got addicted to cigarettes or came out of the Guixian police station, he didn't think about her once, so he smoked a cigarette to anesthetize himself and suppress his thoughts, and later found that the more he smoked, the more energetic he became, but this smoking addiction was stained, this time he smoked more urgently, and coughed lightly twice.

Fu Jing turned on the radio, and the radio at midnight was full of sad love songs. The atmosphere was gloomy.

"Anyway, we're in the same boat now, let's talk about you?" Song Xianzhe leaned against the car door, his posture lazy.

The pathetic mood was rendered more and more intense by the sad love song, she was stunned and said, "I am an orphan, and my parents threw me at the door of the welfare home when I was born. We have a very remote place there, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and in order to look good, we specially allocated money to build a welfare home. In the early years, I used this welfare home to do some practical things, but later, more and more children were sent, so I didn't bother to take care of it. The people inside are all taking the subsidies above, spending it on themselves, no one cares about us at all, they just let us not starve to death. In the beginning, there would be kind volunteers who would come to visit us, but gradually no one came. Her expression was very calm, her eyes staring ahead, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with her, "When I was 6 years old, I had a high fever, and I couldn't be cured, and the people inside were afraid that the affairs of the welfare home would be exposed, so they were unwilling to send me to the hospital, and they were afraid that I would die in the welfare home and cause trouble, so they simply left me in the forest and left me to fend for myself." My life is great, my master picked me up, and he also picked up my life. Later, I took his last name, and he gave me a new name, which taught me a lot of skills, and I later learned that he was actually a killer before he retired. ”

Song Xianzhe frowned, he didn't know that Fu Jing's life experience was so miserable, and he didn't know what to say to comfort her for a while.

He was at a loss, Fu Jing saw it in his eyes, smiled and said, "My life experience has never been mentioned to others, and I don't need people's sympathy." My Master once said that people's sympathy for you is really nothing more than proof that they still have humanity. So, you don't have to think that you should show empathy for the pain that you know about these things, because the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. ”

Song Xianzhe took a deep breath of cigarette, Fu Jing said that it was actually unreasonable, his eyes sank, "Later, how did you help Xiao Huaqing do things?"

Fu Jing's eyes darkened, and he continued, "Later, my master had a disease, late stage, and it couldn't be cured, my master and I were only ten years old, my master was worried that we would not have a good time in the future, so he left us a sum of money and entrusted us to Xiao Huaqing, he said, Xiao Huaqing owes him a favor and will be good to us." As soon as Master died, I took Zhengrong to Xiao's house. At that time, we didn't understand anything, and we were often beaten and scolded when we did something wrong, and the people from the Xiao family, whoever saw that we were not pleasing to the eye, could be beaten and scolded at will, I didn't care, but I couldn't let Zhengrong be wronged. Later, I found Xiao Huaqing and helped him solve some troublesome little things, and he began to appreciate me and let me solve more and more important things, so that our life in the Xiao family gradually got better. That's how it has been more than ten years. ”

"What about your master's son? I've never heard you mention it before. Song Xianzhe's voice was hoarse, and the cold wind blew through the sparks of cigarette butts, jumping in the air and quickly extinguishing.

"He's still in prison, but he's coming out soon. When I'm done with you, he'll be able to come out. She paused, the headlights and the shadows of the trees flashed across her flickering face, "Actually, I thought about it, I have saved some money over the years, and when Zhengrong comes out, I will take him out of Shanghai." He's already like this, and he still has a chance to have a normal life. ”

"What about Lin Feng?"

"I may really have nothing to do with him. And maybe one day, he will find out that I approached him for another purpose. Maybe...."She choked for a moment, the words stuck in her throat, but tonight she felt extremely lonely, like being trapped in a boxy sealed box, unable to get out, the only oxygen available for breathing was being withdrawn little by little, and the fingers holding the steering wheel were forced, but she still spoke, "Maybe he will hate me." ”

The car was driving on the bumpy path, they were not traveling openly this time, Xiao Huaqing took a lot of effort to keep Song Xianzhe, once Song Xianzhe's existence was discovered, Xiao Huaqing's efforts for so long were in vain, Song Xianzhe and Fu Jing were very clear. The struggle of the wealthy and the fight on the pile of money are sometimes bloodier than the battle on the battlefield.

Fu Jing's mission this time was to fly abroad with Song Xianzhe unknowingly.

In the foreign road, Xiao Huaqing has almost paved it, just waiting for Song Xianzhe to go over and take over directly. Xiao Huaqing is a little cold-blooded, but he still has the ability, and within two or three years, Song Xianzhe's power has stabilized, and it is just easy to go back to Shanghai to get back what belongs to him.

They didn't take the airport in Shanghai, and Xiao Huaqing's wife's power in Shanghai was not small, and a little sloppiness would definitely show their feet, so they simply set off in Song Xianzhe's remote hometown, which collapsed several provinces and cities in Shanghai.

This is a long-distance trip, and there is a danger of being discovered by using any means of transportation, and Song Xianzhe was also a star with full exposure before, if he is recognized, it will be troublesome, so the road from Shanghai to Song Xianzhe's hometown was only arrived by Fu Jing by driving a detour.

By the time they arrived at the airport, it was already dawn, and they were waiting for their flight in the waiting hall with their masks on.

This place is already remote, and it is the off-season for tourism, so there are not many people coming and going. The sunlight shone directly through the window, and Song Xianzhe glanced at the time, "Fu Jing, you have been driving for one night, if you don't sleep, I will call you when the ticket is checked." ”

Although Fu Jing has been trained to stay awake for a few nights, she still looks a little tired at the moment, but if she really wants to sleep, she really can't sleep, she only thinks about completing this task safely, Fu Zhengrong can come out, he is the only hope left by the Fu family, she wants to keep this hope, she shook her head and said, "It's okay, I can hold on, I have persevered for a longer time." ”

Although she has a strong tone, it is still a little distressing, but Song Xianzhe remembered what Fu Jing said, his sympathy was actually useless, he could neither go back to the past to change her fate, nor guarantee that she would have a good future, he actually couldn't do anything, and the effect of sympathy seemed even more empty, "Fu Jing, you will be happy in the future, you will be very happy." He knew it was a good deal, but he always wanted to say something, and he had to say something.

Fu Jing pulled out a pale smile and said, "Thank you." May you also get back what belongs to you in the future. ”

She is actually very lucky, glad that Song Xianzhe can get along with her, and the next time together will not be difficult, and compared to other tasks she does, this task is not difficult, as long as she holds on a little longer, everything will be fine.

The spacious waiting hall, where the sunlight shines just right, shines through the glass, stretching their figures very long.

Sweet female voices rang out, and they stood up one after another, picked up their suitcases, and walked all the way to the boarding aisle, without looking back.

They all know that everyone has a path to take or a last resort.

Soon, the plane took off with a bang, and there was no trace in the empty sky.