When Fu Siqing received the lawyer's call, the coffee machine "ding", and the piping hot coffee had just been brewed. She took the cup and thought about the problems that would arise over there.

"Miss Fu, congratulations, you have successfully changed from Mrs. Fu to Miss Fu, Mr. Fu has signed, and there are no other requirements, things are going well......"

Fu Siqing said "thank you", hung up the phone after a few simple chats.

Fu Yiran signed the divorce agreement so easily, which seemed to be a little different from what she imagined. Things were obviously going well and happily, but Fu Siqing suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, and a sense of loss and depression filled her entire heart.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, didn't think too much about it, and tasted the fragrant coffee, which was very bitter and tasted like her.

The flight to London, England had departed on time, Fu Siqing glanced at the last message sent to her by Han Zeyu and turned off her mobile phone. Just as she was about to put on her blindfold and fall asleep, the seat next to her suddenly reached over and handed her a can of coffee.

Fu Siqing turned his head sideways, the man was wearing a hat and an eye patch, the bridge of his nose was straightened, and the corners of his mouth with a ruffian smile were raised, and then looking down, the man's slender and white fingers still had the same coffee brand for thousands of years.

She smiled lightly, took her coffee, and put on her blindfold to rest.

Xu Liangchen had an empty hand, tugged at the corner of his lips, lowered his hat and continued to pretend to sleep.

London.

"How do you know my flight information?" After getting off the plane, Fu Siqing dragged his luggage and asked the person beside him curiously.

Xu Liangchen took her single suitcase, "If I say that it is pure coincidence, do you believe it?"

"Shall I believe it or shall I believe it?"

"Where are you going? Go back to your old house?"

"Well, what about you?"

"It seems to be on the way with you. ”

Xu Liangchen's road is really a road to the door. It's just that Fu Siqing's apartment is on the 7th floor, and he is on the 8th floor.

"You can't be stalking me on purpose, are you?"

"I'm just studying at a conservatory that's very close to here, that's all. ”

"Bye-bye!" When the elevator reached the 7th floor, Fu Siqing took the luggage, waved directly to Xu Liangchen, and walked out.

"I'm upstairs and can callme whenever I have something. ”

Fu Siqing returned to the house tiredly, uncovered the white cloth on the furniture bed, and collapsed directly on the soft sofa, a thin layer of dust was lifted in the air.

She felt like she had a dream, very illusory, very ethereal. It's like a lot has happened, and it's as if nothing has happened.

Fu Siqing was lying flat, her head resting on the armrest of the sofa, stretching out her leg on the armrest on that side, and the tattoo on her left ankle was inadvertently exposed, as if to remind her that the things she experienced when she returned to China were not dreams.

She was really tired and tired, and just trying to figure out how to keep herself alive was a big problem for her.

But fortunately, at least in this space, she doesn't have to pretend to be so hard by herself. She has really become a helpless person now, without shackles and restraints, which is very suitable for her current state.

Unconsciously, Fu Siqing fell asleep quietly.

It was getting darker, and the moonlight was shining through the window with warmth.

The knock on the door kept ringing, and I didn't know how patient the visitor was, knocking over and over again, vowing not to stop.

Fu Siqing was woken up and went to open the door with a little irritability.

"You're disturbing the people like this, do you know?!"

"I've brought you dinner, it's your favorite dish. Xu Liangchen entered the door with the packaging bag, walked to the white marble dining table, and looked at the dust that had fallen on it, "What are you doing when you come back for most of the day?"

"Sleep. ”

"I said, no one paid attention to the knock on the door, and I almost had to call the police. Xu Liangchen found a towel, wiped the kitchen and dining table in three or five minutes, and opened the food in the bag, "Come over and eat, you must have not eaten for a day." ”

"Eat, I don't have an appetite. Fu Siqing was paralyzed on the sofa, weak and unable to eat at all.

"No, you have to eat!" Xu Liangchen came over and dragged her to the chair, opened the warm coffee first, "Drink some hot to warm your stomach." ”

Fu Siqing looked at a table of food, including fish and shrimp, hot soup and cold dishes, as well as desserts and fruits. She took the fork, looked at it, and put it down, "Forget it, you can eat it, I really don't want to eat it." ”

"You don't have to finish eating, just eat less. Xu Liangchen picked up a piece of sliced shrimp meat and handed it to her mouth.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself. Fu Siqing took the fork, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it twice.

"These, and these, eat some. Xu Liangchen pushed all the food in front of her, and then sat down on the chair opposite her.

Fu Siqing ate tastelessly, just kept stuffing things into his mouth.

Xu Liangchen saw her eating, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went to the cabinet behind to find a kettle, just boiled the hot water, and then turned around, Fu Siqing's face was full of tears, holding back the choking sound, still eating.

"Fu Siqing, what's wrong with you?" Xu Liangchen grabbed her wrist, "Don't eat it, I'll let you stop eating it!"

Fu Siqing couldn't eat anymore, she vomited it all, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Xu Liangchen knew that she was very uncomfortable now, "Look, this is your house in London, no one else but me." You don't have to hide, cry when you're uncomfortable, huh?"

Fu Siqing bit her lip, her eyes were slightly swollen, and she sobbed quietly, which gradually turned into a howl.

Xu Liangchen took out a tissue from his pocket and gave it to her, sat with her, and didn't ask or say.

After crying for a long, long time, Fu Siqing's trembling body had no strength, "Xu Liangchen, I'm fine, I want to rest, you go back." ”

"Come here. Xu Liangchen didn't worry about herself at all, so she made an earpiece with a thin wire connecting two paper cups in her room, and the other end hung down on the windowsill of Fu Siqing's bedroom, "Every day before going to bed and waking up, you just tug on this thread a few times to let me know that you are still there." ”

"Isn't there a phone?"

"That's different! You mute your phone, I can't find you until I die. Xu Liangchen opened the window and brought in the paper cup, which was just long enough to be placed on the table next to the bed, and he demonstrated it to Fu Siqing, "Remember?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then have a good rest, I'll help you clean the house, and I'll go back when I'm done. ”

"No, I can ......"

"Are you sure you don't want free coolies?" Xu Liangchen knew that she must be too lazy to do it, "I'm more professional than Aunt Cleaning." ”

"Thank you. ”

Fu Siqing changed into pajamas and lay on the bed tossing and turning, but she couldn't sleep. Xu Liangchen's movements were very light, and he didn't make any noise to her, about two hours later, she felt that there was no movement outside, and then she heard a slight sound of the door closing, and she was sure that Xu Liangchen had left, so she sat up and turned on the wall lamp.

As the night deepened, her heart ached.

Holding himself huddled in a ball, Fu Siqing felt that it was difficult to breathe. In the dim light, the tattoo was a little blurry, and she touched it with her fingers, tracing the two strokes over and over again.

On the couch across from the bed, her laptop sits. Fu Siqing crawled over and turned on the machine, wanting to find some information to see, but he didn't dare. In the search box, I typed a few words and deleted them.

An email suddenly came in the mailbox, Fu Siqing glanced at it, it was a familiar ID.

An invitation letter from Yeelan to her.

“DearSeecily,Longtimenosee.”

She didn't seem to have been in contact with Yeelan for a long time, and his last letter was from before returning home.

Yeelan said a few words of greeting, saying that because I have been too busy lately, I have an invitation to a world-class music concert, and it is really a pity that I can't attend.

"If you have time, be sure to listen to it! If your favorite pianist, Seecily, is interested, I'll mail you an invitation. ”

It would be a pity if such a rare opportunity was wasted. Yeelan could think of her, and Fu Siqing didn't want to live up to his regrets.

"Thank you Mr. Yeelan, I will definitely arrive on time. My address is ......" Fu Siqing replied to his email.

The next day, Fu Siqing received an invitation letter.

She went to the sender's column, and there was only Yeelan's name, no address.

The concert was in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, just two stops away from her apartment, not too far.

Xu Liangchen will deliver food to her on time these days, and he will not leave until she eats.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm not a child, I know ......"

"You know the, you're either going to starve to death or you're going to eat hard. Xu Liangchen cleaned up the leftovers, felt that his tone was heavier, and coughed lightly, "I mean, you don't eat well, it's no different from a child." ”

Fu Siqing was powerless to refute, and wanted to ask him if he had time to listen to a world-class concert, but before he could speak, Xu Liangchen answered the phone and left in a hurry.

"There's something going on at my school.,I have to go over now.,Tell me in advance what you want to eat at night!Let's go.,Bye-bye~"

"Bye-bye. ”

Fu Siqing pursed her lips, feeling that Xu Liangchen really didn't have much luck. She changed her clothes, took two stops on the bus, and went to the concert by herself.

World-class concerts are different, there is no invitation, let alone entering the door, and you are not allowed to approach ten meters outside the gate. The concert hall is not particularly large, but it is full.

As soon as Fu Siqing found a place to sit down, the person next to her greeted her warmly, "Mrs. Fu, what a coincidence, you also came to the concert." ”

Sitting to her left was Zhou Zhou.

"What a coincidence. "You can meet it here, too.

"Are you alone?"

"Hmm. ”

The seats in the concert hall were all next to each other, and Fu Siqing felt that something was wrong, "Do you know Yeelan?"

"I don't know. Zhou Zhou blurted out, "What's wrong?"

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