Fu Yiran sat back in the car, looked at her sideways, and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"

"Nope. Fu Siqing swiped Weibo.

"You're angry!"

Fu Siqing didn't pay attention to him anymore, otherwise he would be endless.

Fu Yiran drove the car to the bridge and turned off the engine. Fu Siqing watched him unbuckle his seat belt, open the car door and get out of the car.

"What are you doing?" Fu Siqing got out of the car and watched him keep walking forward.

"Fu Yiran, you stop for me!"

Fu Yiran stopped, turned his back to Fu Siqing, and stood there motionless.

Fu Siqing trotted to catch up with him, "What are you going to do?"

"Fu Siqing, I have something to say, you can listen to me!" Fu Yiran turned around, kept a distance from her, took a deep breath, and said: "I don't like men! I never like it! I am just good friends with Han Zeyu, friends in adversity, not the kind of relationship you think." And Wen Jingchu, she followed behind our ass when she was a few years old, I only treated her as a little child, and I didn't like her even more! Fu Siqing, from beginning to end, the person I liked and the person I loved was you! Yes, I lied to you, but I never wanted to hurt you. Everything I've done, it's because I love you. I make myself good, no matter how good I am, just to meet you. ”

"Finished?" Fu Siqing was unmoved.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?"

After saying that, I hurried back, and the car was towed away in a while. Fu Siqing said, turned around and walked back.

"Fu Siqing, are you going to believe me if I jump from here?"

"Can you please stop making trouble......

Fu Siqing turned his head and saw that Fu Yiran was about to jump down from the railing. She ran over quickly, grabbed Fu Yiran's arm, and used all her strength to drag him down.

Without thinking about it, Fu Siqing slapped him in the face. She felt her hands numb and ached. In the next second, she reached out and hugged Fu Yiran, and the tears still flowed down.

Fu Yiran stroked the top of her head with one hand and hugged her waist tightly with the other. He actually made the baby in his heart cry, what a damn thing!

After slowing down for two minutes, Fu Siqing stopped her tears, and the tip of her nose was still a little sour. She grabbed Fu Yiran's back with both hands, tiptoed, and bit him on the neck.

Fu Yiran was in pain and happy, and let her bite out a row of bright red tooth marks.

"Wife, it hurts!"

"You deserve it!" Fu Siqing rubbed his snot bubbles on his clothes, and then pushed him away.

Fu Yiran touched the tooth marks on his neck, and there was an indescribable sense of happiness. He hoped that next time, strawberries would appear on his neck.

When lying in bed at night, Fu Yiran moved to Fu Siqing's side little by little, and then went to hold her hand, interlocking his fingers.

"Before the school celebration is over, I will practice music with Xu Liangchen. Fu Siqing lay flat and stared at the ceiling.

"Then I'll dance with Wen Jingchu. Fu Yiran also learned her posture and watched the ceiling empty.

"Whatever. ”

"Wife, can you discuss something?"

"What?"

"Can you slow down that piece a bit? That's not how Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 works. ”

Fu Siqing turned his head to look at him, a little surprised, he actually knew what the song they were playing.

"I'm not an idiot, don't think I don't know anything. Fu Yiran said.

Fu Siqing smiled and joked: "That Wen Jingchu is an idiot." ”

Because Wen Jingchu didn't understand it at all.

"So you agreed?"

"Tomorrow will see how you perform. ”

Fu Yiran slept on her right side, leaned sideways, pillowed his face on his arm, and then changed his right hand to continue to hold her, his eyes flowing tightly on her face.

Fu Siqing was very uncomfortable with him, and reached out to turn off the light. In the dark space, she felt a little more secure.

Fu Yiran rested his chin on her shoulder, and the warm breath hit her neck. Then he gently kissed her bare white skin, leaving something behind.