Luo Qingying's hands trembled a little, and he quickly packed up his things.

The call was made twice, and just as she was walking out quickly, it was disconnected.

And Fu Peiming doesn't seem to be ready to fight for the third time.

Luo Qingying walked across the campus path, hesitated, and dialed his phone.

Bang, she bumped into someone.

"You don't seem to look at the road when you walk. ”

Yang Zhengting, who was in a white shirt, was still handsome and outstanding in the light and shadow caused by the overly lush green belt, and his eyes swept over the mobile phone held by Luo Qingying without a trace, pretending not to notice that she was calling.

It just so happened that Fu Peiming seemed to answer the phone at that time, but he didn't hear the sound, Luo Qingying was distracted for a while, grabbed the phone and looked at Yang Zhengting, and said in a panic: "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, why don't you come to my lecture?" asked Yang Zhengting.

Luo Qingying couldn't take care of both ends, and her thinking was a little confused, "Oh, I, I just have something else...... Good bye. ”

She hurried away.

As he walked, he put his phone back to his ear, "Hey?"

No response.

Take the phone down again, and it shows that the call has just been disconnected.

The mood is terrible, and, inexplicably, blocked.

Half an hour later, the phone rang again.

Luo Qingying was sitting alone on the stone chair on the edge of the lotus pond at this time, and when she saw the call, she was silent.

It rang several times, and she finally answered, "Hey." ”

"Where?" said in a cold tone.

"School. ”

"Come out. ”

The phone hangs up.

Luo Qingying glanced at her phone, the feeling of heart blockage lingering, and sighed.

Get up and walk towards the main school road.

An Audi drove past her, and she saw Fu Peiming's cold face, but he ignored her.

When the car reached a place where it could turn, it turned around and drove back, brushing the ground and stopping beside Luo Qingying.

She opened the passenger door and sat down.

Back at Fu Peiming's residence, the code door closed automatically behind him, and he went over and threw the car keys on the coffee table, with a snap.

Luo Qingying stood in the living room, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Why don't you come this week and don't contact me?" Fu Peiming turned around, his eyes dark and cold, as if quenched ice.

Luo Qingying found that she couldn't do it as if nothing happened.

Leng Leng said: "I didn't send you a message, I have something." ”

"Is there anything that can't be solved in a week? Or are you deliberately cold war with me?"

"Why should I have a cold war with you. ”

"How do I know. ”

Luo Qingying looked at Fu Peiming, when he said this, his expression was not at all empty, and he was extremely indifferent.

She was stabbed hard in the heart.

At this time, Fu Peiming asked again: "When did you become so familiar with my brother?"

Luo Qingying raised his chin, "Who?"

"My brother, Yang Zhengting. Fu Peiming looked at her coldly, "How many times have you met him?"

Fu Peiming's name for Yang Zhengting made Luo Qingying a little strange, but she didn't care too much, but felt very funny when Fu Peiming suddenly questioned her about how many times she had met Yang Zhengting.

Deviate from the face.

She didn't want to answer him, she couldn't tell the resistance in her heart, she didn't even want to see his face.

Although I obviously miss him very much, I feel so bad that I think about him.

Fu Peiming's eyes were black and dark, and he didn't realize that he was more angry than he could realize.

After a few minutes of stalemate, he finally turned around with restraint, "Go wash and sleep!"

Luo Qingying felt tired in her heart and walked away.

After washing and lying down, both of them were silent, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

After a long time, Fu Peiming spoke: "I don't like the Cold War, the Cold War makes people tired. ”

Luo Qingying's eyes suddenly wet.

Shen Muqing's words scolding her flashed in her mind, if it weren't for the cold war between Shen Muqing and Fu Peiming, she wouldn't have had a chance to take advantage of it.

The words of the Cold War will only make her more estranged from him, and she may not insist on marrying him until she turns 20.

He turned to look at her, "Are you going to continue the cold war?"

Tears fell from her eyes.

"Hug me. He said, his eyes grim.

Luo Qingying hugged him and couldn't help but sob, tears welling up.

"Now tell me, what the hell are you angry about?" he continued, his tone less cold.

Luo Qingying trembled in order to hold back her tears, and she couldn't say a word.

What's more, she can't say either. Do you want to tell him that she is so depressed because he still has Shen Muqing in his heart?

No one can deny the fact that speaking out will only make everyone more ugly.

Unless she is chic enough to take the initiative to break up.

I heard Fu Peiming sigh.

After a while, he asked, "Is it because I came back late that night and was not in the mood to pay attention to you, that I was not happy?"

Luo Qingying's heart beat violently, and his heart said that he was going to open up?

I couldn't help but look up from his arms and look at him nervously.

Fu Peiming was silent, "It turns out that it's really because of that ...... I'm sorry, something happened to me that day, and I was really in the mood. ”

Luo Qingying was stunned, and her heart swelled with loss.

"But it's good if you're not happy to say it, why do you ignore me for a week?"

Fu Peiming stared at her, "If I don't take the initiative to call you, how long do you plan to have a cold war?"

Luo Qingying lowered his eyes.

Fu Peiming sighed unconsciously.

"I'm very busy, and sometimes I can really ignore you, so sometimes you can take the initiative, okay? It's not easy to maintain a relationship, I'll do my best, and I hope you work together. ”

"Otherwise, even if you do get married, it may not last long. ”

He looked at her, his eyes dark, "Do you understand?"

Luo Qingying was stunned.

She understood, but she didn't understand it too much.

What he said was a bit too mature and rational for her at only 19 years old.

What she thinks about is love, and he, as if it is marriage and life?

He promised to get married, so he tried his best to treat her, is that what he means, even if he doesn't love her, it doesn't matter?

But.

As long as he is willing to marry her and give her a home, it seems that everything else is not so important.

After all, she likes him, and it's better to be with him than not having the chance to be close to him for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, she was a little relieved.

Shen Muqing's matter, she won't ask.

Fu Peiming observed her expression and knew that her mood had stabilized now.

After a pause, he said, "After talking about the Cold War, now let's talk about my brother." ”

Luo Qingying raised her eyes in surprise.

"Yang Zhengting is my aunt's child and my cousin. Fu Peiming's expression was not very good, "I have a good relationship with him, but some things are not very pleasant, and you should guess the reason." ”

"I hope you don't get too close to him, because it will make me very uncomfortable. ”

He looked rather grim.

Luo Qingying was silent for a while, she couldn't help it, and asked, "Does he like Sister Muqing?"

Fu Peiming's face darkened.