This time, Su Xiang quickly lowered his head, never gave the two sides a chance to look at each other, and unbuckled his seat belt.

After getting out of the car, Su Xiang raised his feet and walked forward, without any intention of entering the private theater in front.

Here, she came, with him.

Fu Hanchuan's long legs took a step, and he easily caught up with her and blocked her in front of her.

The two stood facing each other, and Su Xiang said, "I don't want to watch a movie, I have to go back." ”

With that, she bypassed him and tried to stop the car on the side of the road. Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, but didn't stop her, and his fingers casually copied into the pocket of his windbreaker.

He is tall, stylish, and dressed in a black trench coat and black suit to stop on the side of the road, which is a sight, even at night, it attracts side eyes.

But he didn't care, stared at the road with faint eyes, and then lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The orange sparks were blown bright by the wind, and the smoke was blown away before it rose.

He held the cigarette between his slender fingertips, and turned his head to look at Su Xiang, seeing that she was shivering in the wind.

When Su Xiang came out of the hotel, he should have driven back to Xiangyuan, even if he hadn't arrived home at this time, at least he was in the warm car.

She glared at the man in annoyance, smacking, smacking.

Fu Hanchuan saw her resentful gaze, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, pursed his thin lips with a cigarette, and spit out a puff of smoke, his dark eyes flashed with a faint playful light.

Su Xiang wrapped his coat, shrunk his neck and turned around vigorously, never wanting to see him again.

After waiting for a while and not seeing the car coming, Su Xiang was wearing so many clothes, he couldn't stand the cold, he sniffed and buried his head forward, planning to wait for the car while walking.

Behind him, he followed her unhurriedly, and gusts of wind blew the smell of his smoke over.

The sound of clicking footsteps made Su Xiang's heart more and more troubled, her footsteps paused, and she turned around suddenly: "Can you let me go?"

"I don't want to have a little more to do with you, I don't want to be poked and scolded in the back, I don't want to be thought that the only thing I, Su Xiang, am doing in my life, is how to seduce you!"

The oncoming wind blew her hair scattered, and her fair face became whiter and brighter in the night, and even her expression became more vivid against the black background, tearing her calm mask.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her and said lightly: "It's out, it's comfortable?"

In the hotel box, she held her breath, she pretended to be the down-and-out generosity of those celebrities, talking about the scene, secretly scolding Mrs. Zhuoya, and she was calm and not like talking.

And now Su Xiang, who will be noisy and lose her temper, is the one who is.

Su Xiang was stunned, as if her anger just now was just playing with a child's temper.

She tugged her hair behind her ears, took a deep breath and said, "Fu Hanchuan, I'm not losing my temper. ”

"That's right, I married into your Fu family before, and I have to be angry with this. But now, I don't have to. ”

"I'm in pursuit of a better life, and I don't want to go back to the past!"

The corners of Su Xiang's eyes turned slightly red. Every time she hooked up with him, her life would go bad. She is always being scolded, every time something comes out, she is the first to be pulled out and scolded in the back.

Even if she clarifies, words such as "unscrupulous" and "high climbing" have always surrounded her.

In the eyes of those people, she is not even a "red face", but she is a complete "disaster".

In the eyes of those people, even breathing the same air under the same sky as him was her fault.

"Didn't you see how she humiliated me?"

"Fu Hanchuan, you are so high, why do you have to get along with me, why do you have to be a woman who is not worthy of you at all!"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips and took two steps forward, all the way to her.

Compared to Su Xiang's excitement, his expression seemed indifferent. He looked down at her lightly and said, "I said that you were the one who started the game, and if it ends in the end, you can't help it." You're going to pump, it's impossible. ”

He said cruel words, his palm pressed against her back, and with a slight force he pulled her into his chest.

He looked up at the night sky as her forehead rested against his chest.

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the moonlight is cold.

The pressure on his chest made his heartbeat calm, and somewhere on the tip of his heart, there was a little soreness and pain.

"Su Xiang, if you enter my Fu Hanchuan's name, you won't be able to escape anymore......"

"Heaven and earth, you are my Fu Hanchuan's woman, no matter how painful it is, you can't get rid of it. ”

"You provoked my ...... first"

"You can only bear it, everything ......"

The slow words fell low from the top of her head, like a hammer, and fell on her heart one by one, like nailing down an iron rod, encircling her heart out of a cage.

Su Xiang grabbed the clothes on his chest and whimpered, his arms tightened even more, encircling her around his chest, tightening and tightening inch by inch, as if he was going to rub her into the bones.

……

In the cinema, it is still a small private hall.

A man and a woman sit on the round couple seats, and the glass coffee table in front of them is a freshly delivered cod meal.

There is an old-fashioned movie, a Hong Kong comedy, which is said to have gathered the most popular Xiaosheng Huadan of that era, but the two people sitting on the sofa did not smile.

The man pulled the plate of cod over to the woman, cut a piece and put it to the woman's lips and said, "You want to feed it?"

Su Xiang glanced at him, snatched the fork from his hand and ate it himself.

Fu Hanchuan tilted his body, and one arm was propped up on the armrest to watch her eat. He said: "You didn't eat anything in the hotel before, don't feel that you can't eat enough when you are with me." Others still think I can't afford to support you. ”

It seems that as long as the two of them go out to eat, there is no beginning and end, and every time they are halfway through, they will become unhappy.

Su Xiang chewed on the tender cod slices and didn't match.

She ate quickly, and after a while the plate was gone.

She picked up a tissue, wiped her lips, and took a sip of lemonade.

The cinema is fully heated, and the body is warm after eating and drinking, and the confined environment also leaves the breath of both of them here. Every breath he breathed was filled with the faint smell of smoke on his body.

Every character in the movie seems exaggerated and jumpy, and if there is no such person, she may laugh and feel better when she looks at it.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw the man leaning on the sofa, his eyes closed as if asleep, and the sound of his steady breathing was in the air.

Su Xiang was slightly stunned, he would actually fall asleep?

It seems that before, when the two of them came here, he just slept quietly for a while.

She looked at his slightly furrowed eyebrows, Fu Hanchuan is in a high position, and the big stall of the Fu family, at the end of each year, it is the busiest time for him.

Su Xiang pursed her lips slightly, stood up lightly and prepared to leave, just when she was half-squatting and half-standing, the man's cold voice suddenly sounded: "Where are you going?"

Su Xiang glanced back at him, the color of the screen fell on his face, he was expressionless, not interesting at all, those eyes were clear, there was no trace of just waking up, just recuperating.

"I really should go back," she said. ”

The man sat up and looked her up and down.

In the past, both of them would change into comfortable and fluffy nightgowns to relax, but this time, Su Xiang didn't move at all, and there was nothing less from the inside out, and he could leave at any time.

Fu Hanchuan was silent, his thin lips pursed to show his displeasure, but he didn't take any action.

Su Xiang didn't say anything more, raised his feet and walked to the door.

The door closed, and only the man was left in the private hall.

The light of the movie screen was cast on his face, his face was gloomy, and the palm resting on his knee slowly gripped it.

Outside, Su Xiang stood on the steps, and the cold wind blew, cooling the warmth brought out of the private hall.

Her shoulders drooped slightly, and she felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation in her heart.

She didn't look back, picking up her steps and slowly walking down the steps.

A taxi stopped on the side of the road, and a couple got out of the car, hooked their shoulders and walked inside, talking and laughing, and Su Xiang happened to sit in.

The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Where to go?"

Su Xiang turned her face sideways, withdrew her gaze from the direction of the cinema, and said, "Huainan Road, Shengxi Hotel." ”

Back there, drive back to Xiangyuan.

The wheels rolled, and the scenery in front of me moved.

Su Xiang leaned on the back seat, and passed by where he was brutally pressing her, and those words rang in his head again.

Her fingers tightened, she shook her head vigorously, and waved her hand casually while sitting on her side, and when she touched something, she picked it up and saw that it was a heart-shaped stacked with hundred-dollar bills.

In these years, there are still people who use this old-fashioned method to court.

Su Xiang looked back, probably the couple who fell just now.

She didn't tell the driver to reverse the car and put the heart back in place.

The next passenger may be able to get the heart if he has a heart, and even better if he is a couple.

It's also a relay of love.

Getting off the car, the hotel in front of him was brightly lit, and at this time, Xiao Deng should have arranged for the Youth League to go back.

Su Xiang put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to the parking lot, she was alone, and the footsteps seemed to be amplified many times in the open field.

At this moment, a low, cold voice sounded on her side.

"How did you take a taxi and come back, where did you go?"

Su Xiang paused, turned his head to look over, and saw Qi Lingyang standing by the car looking at her.

The heart in Su Xiang's chest shrank suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the taxi that was about to disappear into the night.

After only such a moment, Qi Lingyang had already walked in front of her, and his warm gaze fell on her face, as if he was examining every inch of her skin.

Su Xiang said, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Qi Lingyang said: "Xiao Deng said that he couldn't find you, and he called me for fear that something would happen to you." ”

Calm words, but his voice was suppressed and there was a hint of panic.

When Su Xiang was dragged away by Pei Xian alone to see Fu Hanchuan, she didn't have time to say anything to Xiao Deng. After that, Mrs. Zhuoya suddenly came over again, and a series of things came down, causing Su Xiang to never call Xiao Deng.

Tonight's banquet is mixed again, and on this occasion, Xiao Deng naturally became very vigilant. She didn't see Su Xiang come back for a long time, and when she asked Pei Xian, he fooled around again, and until the end of the show, Xiao Deng didn't see Su Xiang, so she called Qi Lingyang in a hurry.

Su Xiang looked at those gentle eyes and felt sad in his heart.

She squeezed a smile and said, "It's nothing, something went out for a while." ”

"What's the matter?"

Su Xiang pursed his lips, his smile slowly fell, and finally the corners of his lips barely bent, and his eyelids drooped.

Qi Lingyang looked at her expression and understood what was going on.

The hand hanging down at his side, his fingers clenched one by one.

Fu Hanchuan pretended to be a celebratory banquet in the name of creating an opportunity to forcibly meet her!

Su Xiang lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression, but he saw his fingers. She said lightly: "Qi Lingyang, nothing happened. ”

Her fingers lightly tapped on his bulging fist bone: "Nothing......"

It's just that the man said some brutal things and gave a suffocating hug.

Her throat tumbled up and down, her heart surging to calm down.

No matter how painful and difficult it is, she doesn't want to go back and live that undignified life again.

No matter how difficult the road is, she can always go on.

Qi Lingyang's whole body was tense, and the anger in his heart surged up, he wanted to find that person to fight, warning him not to provoke Su Xiang again, he felt a little coolness on the back of his tensed hand, and just brushed it gently, he lowered his eyelids, and saw her fingers half-tucked in her sleeves, and the fire that ignited in his heart was strangely extinguished.

Her fingertips were cold, not warm.

Qi Lingyang's palm loosened, and when she retracted her hand, he held hers.

Wen Liang's hand was in his palm, and his eyebrows furrowed, "Why is it so cold?"

Su Xiang sneezed, shook his head and said, "It's too cold." ”

There was still some way to the parking lot, Qi Lingyang frowned and glanced at her, took off his coat and wrapped it around her: "Don't worry about the car, just let the hotel people drive back tomorrow." ”

He pulled her to his car, turning up the temperature inside.

Back in Xiangyuan, he personally cooked the cold soup and watched her drink it, before he was relieved.

Su Xiang watched him busy and said, "Leave me alone, I can take care of myself." ”

Pearl woke up from sleep, and ran out of the room at some point, and sat on the stairs with sleepy eyes, and as soon as the two looked up, they saw the little girl sitting there, looking at them.

Su Xiang put down the water glass and walked towards her: "Pearl, why did you wake up?"

Seeing Su Xiang approaching, Pearl obediently opened her little hand to hug her, and rested her chin on her shoulder: "Ma Ma, I want to ......"

Su Xiang has been busy these days, and she hasn't hugged her much, the little girl misses her, and she woke up when she heard the sound downstairs.

She looked at Qi Lingyang, and grabbed him with her fingers open, as if she wanted to catch him in her hand: "Baba......"

Qi Lingyang's expression has always been a little subtle, as if he was holding something, and when he saw Pearl calling him, the unhappy mood was completely relieved and he walked over.

Pearl saw that her father and mother were both by her side, she laughed, and her little face showed two small pear vortices, she kissed this, kissed that, showing the intimacy of the little padded jacket.

Since Qi Lingyang moved out of Xiangyuan, there has been no such time for a long time.

Qi Lingyang glanced at Su Xiang, who was holding his daughter, and only at this time could his heart really let go.

She still belongs here.

After teasing the pearl for a while, Su Xiang sent her back to the room, the pearl still refused to sleep, holding an adult's finger in one hand, Qi Lingyang hugged her to tell a story, and she slowly fell asleep.

After sending Qi Lingyang away, the whole room was quiet.

The choreography for the finals had already been prepared, and the last ones were still missing, and Su Xiang was not sleepy at this time, so he went to the studio to do the final finishing. Just as she finished the last stroke and was about to call it a day, there was a sudden sharp pain in her chest, and her back arched in pain.

That burst of pain came and went quickly, Su Xiang clutched his chest, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

A pair of cold eyes crossed his head, and a deep voice sounded: No matter how painful it is, you can't get rid of it......

……

Chang Yan's car was parked not far from the private cinema, and she saw Fu Hanchuan hugging her strongly on the road, and also saw him forcibly hugging Su Xiang and entering the cinema together.

In the hotel, Fu Hanchuan's cold war made Mrs. Zhuoya angry, and Chang Yan left the box with Mrs. Zhuoya at that time.

Before the party of those Mrs. Kuo was over, Mrs. Zhuoya was in a bad mood, so she asked the driver to drive the car over to go back, and Chang Yan excused herself to say hello to the ladies before leaving, and stayed.

In the minute that it was divided, she saw Fu Hanchuan come out of the box and go to the parking lot, and she saw everything.

What they did in those half-hour in the cinema, she didn't know.

She should have left here, but the stubbornness in her heart made her choose to continue to stay, waiting for them to come out.

When she saw Su Xiang come out alone, she should have left, but she still chose to stay, wondering what kind of expression he had when he came out alone.

Fu Hanchuan waited until the movie was all screened before it came out, and at this time another hour had passed.

Chang Yan looked at the man standing on the steps and lit a cigarette, and her lips showed a wry smile.

She was willing to be there for him, whenever and for as long as she wanted.

When Fu Hanchuan was in the private hall, he drank a lot of wine alone, and when he lit a cigarette, the light couldn't match, his body shook slightly, and he only felt that everything in front of him was shaking.

Even the moonlight in the sky was dangling.

There was a wall behind him, and he leaned back, when a pair of hands reached out from the side and took his lighter, and with a click, the fire was lit up again, and the woman's face looked soft in the light.

Fu Hanchuan squinted at her slightly, and his mind full of alcohol became chaotic for a while.

He glanced ahead, then turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

The fire was lit, and the woman's radiant face was in front of her.

He raised his hand and suddenly took her hand: "You ......"

The woman only felt that the back of her hand was hot, which was the temperature from him. She was startled, and her heart was pounding.

The flame of the lighter went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Fu Hanchuan held that hand, closed his eyes vigorously and shook his head, and when he opened it again, the figure was still there.

It's not an illusion from the fire.

It's just that the figure kept shaking, and he couldn't see clearly, couldn't see clearly......

Fu Hanchuan stretched out his hand, held the woman's head and said, "Don't move." ”

Chang Yan's face was held by him, and the whole face was also dyed with the hot temperature of his palm, and her skin turned red. Her eyes were slightly shy: "Hanchuan, what are you doing, let go of me." ”

Although it was a cold night in the middle of winter, it was already the end of the year, and many people came and went on the road.

Chang Yan was not used to being held like this in public, so she gently shook her head, and the next second, she was hugged into a warm embrace.

The man with a drunken voice was low and sexy, and he said, "Don't go ......"

Chang Yan's whole person was stunned, half of her heart was hot and hot, and the other half of her heart was cold and cold.

Her eyes were hot, but her face was cold.

She longed to be embraced by him, to feel his temperature, to feel every bit of his strength, and to know clearly that the person who asked him to say not to leave was not her.

She's just the one who was mistaken when he was drunk.

Chang Yan's arm stiffly raised, wrapped around his waist, and said softly, "Hanchuan, you are drunk." ”

His shoulders sank, and he felt his head resting on hers, and his snort was filled with the smell of alcohol.

At such a close distance, her neck could even feel the warmth on his cheeks.

She glanced sideways at him, and under his broad forehead were his thick ink-painted eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and the eyes that were never warm.

His gaze was always sharp, so that she didn't dare to look at each other for more than three seconds, and only at this time, she could be so close to him, and she could look at him so unscrupulously.

And he's so relaxed at this time, isn't it...... Did you think she was the woman?

Chang Yan blinked her sour eyes and suppressed the choking that surged up in her throat: "I...... I'll send you back ......."

She turned her head to look at the door of the theater next to her, and half-helped the person in.

The waiter at the front desk saw that she was struggling to help a drunk man, and wanted to help him send people to the box, but she refused.

"No, I can. ”

It took a lot of effort for her to get people into the box.

It is a private room with a romantic atmosphere, with a ceiling with flowers and a projection lamp in the middle of the ceiling to create the feeling of rain of flowers.

In this private room, there is also a large round couple's seat, on which a pair of dolls are placed.

Chang Yan had no intention of appreciating the romance here, so she took the pair of dolls off with one free hand, and placed Fu Hanchuan on the sofa, with a thin layer of sweat on her back.

Fu Hanchuan opened his eyes slightly, looked at the flowers above his head, and was stunned, where is this?

With a slight movement of her eyes, she saw the woman in front of her take off her coat, revealing her slender back.

He stood up with his heavy body.

Chang Yan was sweating, and just took off her coat, a pair of arms behind her suddenly hugged her, and the man's mellow and deep voice whispered in her ear: "Su Xiang......"

The coat fell silently on the carpet.

Chang Yan fluttered her eyelashes, feeling the man's body temperature coming from behind against her back, and he hugged her tightly.

That's just a dirty woman, is it worth his thoughts?