"Su Yi!" Song Wenbei just wanted to speak, but there was already a busy sound of "doodoo" on the other end of the phone, even so, she still held the microphone and stood for a long time, as if she had become a statue. Fu Xinian was a little displeased, snatched the earpiece from her hand, and straightened her body: "Song Wenbei, listen well, no matter what, you once had a mountain alliance with that man, and since you have promised to continue to be my Fu Xinian's wife today, then in your eyes and heart, from now on, there can only be me!" ”

Song Wenbei raised his head and smiled coldly, "I promised you, yes, but how did this result come about, you Young Master Fu knows best, why bother to play such a boring game?" What's more," Song Wenbei paused, "I can tell you clearly today that I may have you in my eyes, because I am not blind; But here," Song Wenbei pointed to his chest, with faint tears in his eyes, "There can never be you!" ”

"Song Wenbei, you!" Fu Xi was angry, but he was helpless against the woman in front of him, and the ** that had just burned disappeared without a trace, leaving only the unwillingness in his heart, brewing into a storm in his eyes. Song Wenbei looked at each other, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart. Today, she finally ended all this with her own hands, and took care of her ill-fated love with her own hands.

It's just that when the end came, her heart still hurt, like being burned by a red-hot iron, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

Fu Xinian stood beside her, but could only look at her like a kite with a broken string, dazed and lonely. A pair of ordinary eyes with a god seem to be covered with a layer of frost at this time, and there is no longer any clarity in the past.

"Abbe. Stop it. We can also get off to a good start. ”

Fu Xinian turned her body, the first time in his life, to speak in such a low voice. Song Wenbei heard this slightly doting Abbe, but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Before tonight, how she had looked forward to his gentleness and patience. But tonight, he forced her to do it himself, ruined another man, ruined, the bitter love that swept her youth.

has known and loved Su Yi for so long, she can hear that he was really desperate just now. If he didn't feel that he had no power to return to heaven, Su Yi would never use such a sad voice to say "good night" to himself, and happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to him!

Even if she has a trace of undeserved feelings for Fu Xinian, how can he be so cheap and squander other people's love!

Ignoring the cool voice behind him, Song Wenbei hugged the quilt and lay on the ground "consciously", as if there were thousands of balls of twine stirring around in his head, and he couldn't live in peace. She didn't care about anything else, she put herself in the quilt, wrapped like a cocoon, airtight.

In this darkness and suffocation, Song Wenbei finally let go of his lower lip and whimpered and cried.

Fu Xinian glanced at the group and sighed, at this moment, he suddenly felt a thick powerlessness, he felt that he might be about to lose her.

Sleepless nights.

Song Wenbei didn't feel a little sleepy until it was almost dawn. But as soon as he closed his eyes, Su Yi's bits and pieces couldn't be driven away like a movie playback.

In this dream-like entanglement, Song Wenbei seemed to wake up from sleep. When she got up with two panda eyes and a red nose, Fu Xinian was gone. Song Wenbei shook her head, she was used to the fact that the man's traces were hard to find, and she didn't bother with anything anymore. But-Song Wenbei thought in his heart, he should still give Su Yi an explanation.

Song Wenbei went downstairs with a glass of water, but she ran into Sister-in-law Qin coming up and asking her to have breakfast.

"Young grandma, do you have a cold?"

Sister-in-law Qin looked at Song Wenbei's red nose, dark eyes, and the tired face that couldn't be hidden, and spoke out worriedly. Song Wenbei was worried about how to prevaricate his appearance of being a ghost or a ghost, and when he heard Sister-in-law Qin say this, he got off the donkey and nodded.

Sister-in-law Qin said to herself: "I reminded the young master not to leave the window open when you sleep at night, alas, no, you will catch a cold." ”

"Open the window?" Song Wenbei was a little puzzled.

"Yes, the young master insisted that I not close the window last night, saying that the heating in the house was too much, and he couldn't sleep."

Song Wenbei's heart was beating, and he suddenly missed a beat, and there seemed to be an answer in his heart, and he was about to come out.

"How can there be a sheet on the tree? I remember that there was a special place to dry clothes in the backyard of the Fu family. ”

"Oh, that's the young master's exposure. He had to say yesterday that the sheets were a little damp and he wanted to dry them outside, but the sun was going down at that time, maybe he wanted the sheets to blow the wind. ”

Sister-in-law Qin was puzzled, but Song Wenbei's heart was as clear as a mirror.

In order to completely relieve the confusion in his heart, Song Wenbei asked again: "Then this house, has anyone died before?" ”

Sister-in-law Qin hooked the corners of her mouth, "Young grandma, that's to scare children, how can you be fooled by such an adult." ”

After hearing this sentence of "fooled", Song Wenbei breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart tightened.

Fu Xinian, you are really calculating.

It turns out that last night, the wind, the "woman", and the fear were all your masterpieces.

You scared me with a story, and then the tree outside the window, just to force me to stay with you? You've already figured it out, and I'm reluctant to let you sleep on the ground, right? If it weren't for Su Yi's phone call, I might still be wiped clean!

But what are you for? You don't love me, what you do is just to keep me by your side, in an almost ugly way, even myself, feel that our relationship is dirty and pitiful. "Young grandma?" Sister-in-law Qin was also startled when she looked at Song Wenbei's trance-like appearance, it seems that this young grandmother is really sick, and she has to find some medicine for her.

"It's fine." Song Wenbei shook his head, his stomach, which had no intention of eating breakfast, was even more rampant at this time. She pressed below her ribs and walked toward the dining room with a pale face. Even though she knew that her steps were vain and her body was sore, in a big family like the Fu family, she was not qualified to indulge in willfulness after all.

At this time, there was only Mrs. Fu sitting in the restaurant, and Fu Yingsong was looking at the morning newspaper. Hearing the footsteps in his ears, Fu Yingsong raised his head from behind the newspaper, and when he saw that it was Song Wenbei, the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little bigger.

"Grandpa morning. Lin Bo early. Song Wenbei saw Adjutant Lin standing next to Fu Yingsong, and thought about greeting him together. Unexpectedly, her greeting made Lin Bo's hand to pour soy milk stiffen slightly. Fu Yingsong didn't miss Lin Bo's small action, and just smiled at the old man's cold face and warm heart.

At this time, it happened that Fu Xinian had just come back from a morning run outside, and when he came up, he said, "Grandpa is early, Lin Bo is early." Fu Yingsong couldn't help laughing, really, it's not a family, don't enter a family. This time, Xi Nian really asked for a treasure for his Fu family.

Lin Bo stiffened his face and came over to help Song Wenbei pull the chair, Song Wenbei was flattered, and suddenly felt that this serious and dull old man had also become gentle.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fu Yingsong smiled and bent his eyes, and Fu Xinian's eyes were shining.

You must know that it is easy to please grandpa in this family, but it is not easy to make this Adjutant Lin look at him differently. However, this little woman can let Limber, who has only seen one face, pull a chair for her, is really ......

In the early morning sun, Fu Xinian's brain stiffened for the first time, and his heart was soft for the first time. He suddenly felt that she seemed to be very good. It was so good that I wanted him to put his palms together and hold it in his hands, and treat it carefully as if it were a treasure.