Chapter Forty-Six: Rare Warmth

"Gu Shuning, how can he be such a bastard! How could he use Xiaoyan as a stand-in for another woman! After listening to the story, Song Wenbei clenched his fists and slammed the table in front of him, his beautiful eyes were already full of tears.

Su Yi on the other side smiled bitterly, "It's better to say that he is ruthless, but it is better to say that he is too affectionate." ”

"That can't be ......" Song Wenbei just wanted to continue, Su Yi put his big hand on Song Wenbei's palm, and his tone was thick with injury, "Heh, he's so stupid, why shouldn't I?" Until now, after you humiliated me without looking back, I thought in my heart that I didn't want to give up, it was you, Song Wenbei! ”

"Su Yi ......" Song Wenbei wanted to withdraw his hand from his palm, but the disparity in strength between the two was huge, so she could only give up, she secretly calmed down her undulating breathing, and when she spoke again, she had already returned to her usual calm and self-control, "Today, I am grateful that you can tell me all this." Also, everything in the past, let's think of it as the frivolity of our youth. In the future, we can still be friends, can't we? ”

Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, although Song Wenbei still had a trace of lingering and attachment in his heart, but, after all, between the two of them, in addition to the hardships that had existed before, now, there are more Fu Xinian, and time......

Su Yi's originally calm eyes suddenly rolled up into a storm, "Song Wenbei, do you know, I really hate this indifference in you." Once upon a time when I left, you looked at me with only peace in your eyes; Now that I'm back, you're glancing over me with these eyes that don't seem to be emotional; And now, heh, you know how excited I was when I heard your call! Although it's just for Xie Xiaoyan and Shu Ning, I'm still happy that you can be the first to think of me when you're in a crisis. But now, tell me with this indifferent face that we can only be friends in the future! The words were affectionate, and Su Yi grabbed Song Wenbei's wrist tightly, as if he had grasped the last life-saving straw in the water......

"Su Yi......" Song Wenbei's voice was a little choked, but the pain in his wrist was not as good as the pain in his heart. How could she be willing to hurt him like this! She didn't love him! He left, his own coldness, just to keep him from embarrassing; He came back again, he was cold, he just felt that his current self could no longer match the better and better him! Once, that little girl had him in her eyes and heart, but in her dream, she would ride a white horse and wear a seven-colored sunset to marry her young man, but because of the inexplicable obstruction of her family, she left her life without a word of explanation, leaving only a vague back, like a dream, so that when there was no one else, she reached out to touch, but she couldn't hold it anymore......

"I'm sorry, Su Yi ......" Song Wenbei ruthlessly pulled his wrist out of his hand, turned around and rushed out of the coffee shop.

But in the heavy rain, those pasts that seemed to have left but never forgotten suddenly became vivid......

Looking at her hasty back, Su Yi's face finally warmed up a little. It seems that in this game of love, I haven't lost a lot.

Back home, no, it was Fu Xinian's home, Song Wenbei pushed the door, only to see a faint red light in the dark. He's at home?

"Fu Xinian." Song Wenbei opened his mouth softly to probe, but he didn't get any response, turned on the light, the man sitting on the sofa, closed his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and accumulated a long cigarette ash in front of the cigarette butt between his fingers. He was so pale and so decadent, which made Song Wenbei feel that even if he was so powerful and how he covered his hands at that time, but now, he is just a poor person. Smoking a cigarette from between his fingers, Song Wenbei was surprised that he didn't resist, and his tone was even softer, "It's too late, go to sleep." ”

But in the next second, Fu Xinian hugged her tightly, hugging her who was running back in the rain and was still soaked. She wanted to struggle, but she heard a tired voice in her ear: "Let me hold it for a while, just for a while." ”

The man's arms are tight and warm.

She stretched out her arm and wrapped it around his lean waist, greedy for this temporary temperature, at this moment, they were like two people who had fallen into an ice cave, in the cold and snow, they could only use this most primitive method to drive away the cold, in exchange for temporary warmth.

At this moment, they finally don't have to be tense anymore, no longer have to fight-for-tat, just like a real couple, doing the most ordinary, but also the warmest move in the world, no rehearsal, but very tacit.

After a moment, Fu Xinian took the initiative to let go, and there was a faint coldness in his tone, "You, don't ask me why?" ”

Song Wenbei withdrew the arm that was still on his waist and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "If you want to say, you will tell me." Besides, it's late today, and it's time for you to rest. ”

After hearing this break, the smile on Fu Xinian's lips also spread, "You are urging me to rest like this, aren't you?" ”

"I didn't!" Song Wenbei's face flushed, turned her back, and secretly scolded her thin skin in her heart, this kind of low-level meat joke can make her blush!

Fu Xinian didn't dwell on it anymore, just spoke again, and his tone trembled a little, "Grandpa Anyi, he left yesterday." ”

Song Wenbei was shocked, no wonder he left in such a hurry before. "Anyi, she, is it okay?"

"Okay? How could she be good. When a living life leaves, who can really be light. Fu Xinian's tone was cold, but it was difficult to hide his sorrow.

"Man is born to die, and mourn." Song Wenbei knew that no matter what she said now, it would be useless, it was just a hypocritical argument, but she still wanted to try her best to comfort the man in front of her, who had obviously been hit hard.

Fu Xinian was grateful for her clumsy comfort, but there was still a little bit of a feeling in his heart, "You know, I killed Xiao Lei, Anyi's younger brother." ”

Song Wenbei was taken aback, she only said that Fu Xinian was unruly and had a strange temper, but she didn't expect that he was still carrying blood and life on his body, and for a while, his steps couldn't help but stumble.

Fu Xinian didn't care about her little fear, but in the next second, there was already a mockery in her tone, "What, scared?" Also, how do you who live in the sun know how close we have been to darkness. Even though this darkness is what he chooses to bear.

"No, it's not like that." Song Wenbei didn't know what to say, at that step, she didn't retreat from the maybe dark things that Fu Xinian had done, she was simply shocked by his past, and it was incredible that he could confess to herself so much.

"It doesn't matter. Whether you are afraid or not, it has something to do with me. "Anyway, when he does things, he has never seen other people's faces and heard a word of persuasion from others, even if it is advice.

Fu Xinian hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, picked up the warm water on the low table in front of him, pursed his lips and finally had a little blood, he paused, and continued, telling the story of that snowy night that had been sealed in the dust for a long time and buried with many dark and bloody things.