228 rivals in love meet

Seeing Su Luoran, Fu Qingyao felt a little pity for this man in her heart.

Admittedly, he is still personable, handsome and dashing, and adored by women.

But now he is much older.

That kind of old temperament is three points richer than Xiao Yan, who is nearly forty.

Obviously in his thirties, the age of the distribution of spirit, why did it become like this?

Fu Qingyao is not a cold-hearted woman, and when she sees the man she once liked become like this, her heart is very complicated.

Mrs. Shi once said that engaging in the relationship between men and women is the most time-consuming and laborious, and the result may not be pleasing to the end. If you use that time and energy to study or work, you will already have success in your studies and career.

Knowing Su Luoran, she wasted her career and wasted her best years.

can know her Fu Qingyao, how could Su Luoran not be like this.

If he hadn't known her, maybe Su Luoran would still be sought after by all kinds of women, or find a warm love and live a happy little life that belongs to him.

Life is short for decades, and the most important thing is to satisfy yourself, not to please others.

Thirty-year-old Fu Qingyao understands this truth very well, but thirty-year-old Su Luoran still doesn't seem to have come out of it. He still chooses to sacrifice himself for the sake of his family.

At this moment, Fu Qingyao didn't understand this truth more clearly.

She is sad for Su Luoran.

A wordless atmosphere spread between the two, and Su Luoran's eyes could no longer accommodate others.

Nothing or anything is in his eyes.

He stared at Fu Qingyao deadly, and he was still cautious and frightened, which made Fu Qingyao feel sad.

It's not that he doesn't love her. He just doesn't know how to love.

When love is not reciprocated. He will be afraid. will be at a loss, and will use his own method to ask his lover for more care, but he doesn't know what is the right way.

Fu Qingyao was about to speak, but Su Luoran suddenly hugged her.

It was so tight that it almost rubbed her into the bone marrow, never to be separated again.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the surroundings are so good.

If they are a couple of lovers in love, such a scene is beautiful enough to be picturesque.

When we first met. Is that lazy and indifferent boy really the man holding her now?

In the vermilion corridor, against the backdrop of verdant branches, the fairy-like and elegant man who walked leisurely from the depths of the corridor, was it really the boy in front of him whose hair began to be mixed with gray hair?

Looking at the man's black and white hair, Fu Qingyao thought of the scene when she washed his hair when she was newly married.

In the sun, her hand ran through his black hair, crystal foam, and the boy's poetic eyebrows rose high. With a child's smile, it touched her heart like that.

Warm liquid between the neck. made Fu Qingyao's heart even more sour, and she also shed tears.

The thirty-year-old man just hugged her and cried.

In her memory, Su Luoran has always been as clean as an ink painting, and she is a peerless son who does not touch the dust.

Now, the man is holding her and crying.

Fu Qingyao stroked his hair, and all the resentment against this man in his heart dissipated at this moment.

She didn't hate him, she didn't hate his betrayal, she didn't hate his weakness.

Feeling Fu Qingyao's movements, Su Luoran raised her head, and the surprise in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Those unsparkling eyes, shining with hope, seemed to be reborn.

Fu Qingyao couldn't match the pair of eyes she saw before with the eyes that were warm and bright, as if they had magical power.

Under Fu Qingyao's tolerant eyes, Su Luoran only felt that all the pain and waiting were worth it.

There has never been a moment that has made him so excited.

"You...... Do you still hate me? "Hate me for betraying the oath between us, hate me for being the first to abandon this relationship.

Looking at those expectant eyes, Fu Qingyao slowly shook her head, "No, I don't hate you, I once loved you, how can I be willing to hate you." ”

If I hate you, wouldn't I deny who I used to be.

If you want to hate, you should also hate yourself.

Hearing her words, how should Fu Qingyao describe Su Luoran's expression at this moment, as if the whole person was reborn.

Also, if Fu Qingyao really died, then he would spend his whole life in self-blame and remorse, and he would never be able to forget her for the rest of his life.

Now, she said that she didn't hate him, and the biggest thing in her life was also let go.

"That'...... Can we still be together? ”

"Luo Ran, everything is over, I am no longer eighteen years old, you are no longer the same you were at the beginning, we are all adults. I don't hate it, but I can't be with you anymore. You see, there are still people waiting for you. ”

Following her gaze, Su Luoran saw that his stupid son was staring at him, his face was obviously expressionless, but his eyes were full of fear, worry and cringe, which made his heart hurt for no reason.

He did blame himself for his son.

No matter how much wealth you have, you can't change the fact that the child is indeed sick.

And it is he who is responsible for this fact.

That kid is so similar to Su Luoran, with such clean eyebrows and eyes and a shallow and innocent temperament, he is Zhilan Yushu. Even if he is so young, any posture is like a fine craftsman's meticulous carving.

It can be seen that when I grow up, I don't know how many little girls will be harmed.

Seeing his father come over, the little boy shouted, "Dad." ”

The affection in his eyes is unobstructed.

Looking at those eyes, Su Luoran put down the hand holding Fu Qingyao and beckoned to Su Jiarui.

Although Su Jiarui is eight years old, he is still a child after all, although his father hugged a strange aunt, he was very afraid of being abandoned by his father. Now when he saw his father calling him, he didn't forget him, and he ran over and hugged his father.

Su Luoran stroked her son's head and introduced to Fu Qingyao with a smile, "This is my son, Su Jiarui, Jiarui, called Auntie." ”

Although I don't know where Su Luoran's son is stupid, this does not prevent Fu Qingyao from liking children.

After all, children are innocent.

Fu Qingyao smiled lightly, "It looks very similar to you." ”

As he was talking, he heard an earth-shattering female voice from behind, "Mom." ”

Then Su Luoran watched a small whirlwind-like figure rush over and pounce into Fu Qingyao's arms.

Xiao Jin, who was more than two years old, was raised by her family to be white and fat, and she was very heavy, Fu Qingyao took a step back, and then she caught her.

Holding his mother, Xiao Jin looked at the big and small men opposite, with curiosity in his eyes.

Seeing her face, Su Luoran took a step back in shock, and Su Jiarui, who was leaning on him, also staggered.

Without paying attention to his son, Su Luoran stared at Xiao Jin and muttered, "This is your daughter." ”

Fu Qingyao bent down to pick up Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin stretched out his fat little hand, hugged his mother's neck, and looked at Su Luoran curiously, "Who are you, mother's friend?" ”

The soft child's voice and innocent eyes made Su Luoran take a step back again.

Fu Qingyao actually had a child, and she was able to have a child!

If they hadn't divorced at the beginning, then now this child, should he call him dad?

By the way, maybe this kid is his!

Su Luoran's eyes lit up, and he quickly faded.

This little girl is just over two years old, and they have been divorced for eight years, so it can't be his.

Before meeting, this uncle stared at him like this, Xiao Jin secretly leaned into Fu Qingyao's ear, "Mom, what's wrong with this uncle, he looks very sad, he is about to cry, and his eyes are red." ”

Seeing Su Luoran's shocked and lost expression, Fu Qingyao glanced at her with disgust.

Xiao Jin was not afraid of her at all, he kissed her on the face with a smile, and then turned to Su Jiarui and made a grimace, staring at him curiously.

"Handkerchief, how does your mother usually teach you, do you call someone?"

"Uncle is good, brother is good." Xiao Jin shouted twice in a kind way, and talked to Fu Qingyao about the animal he had just seen with great interest.

"Mom, the tiger in it is so big, and there is a little tiger, so cute, can I let my father raise one at home." I want to keep the little tiger as a birthday present, and the little lion and the little leopard, and I can have one each, and ......."

Fu Qingyao said angrily: "Then do you want to get a zoo at home!" ”

Xiao Jin stared at a pair of big black and white eyes, with a serious face, "Is it really okay, then I'll go and tell my father." ”

Looking at this little girl carved out of a mold with Fu Qingyao, Su Luoran interrupted the conversation between the two, "Qingyao, is this your daughter?" ”

Just by looking at that appearance, you can know that the Tao is true.

But he asked anyway, wanting to be sure again.

Although Su Jiarui has a problem with his expression, his IQ is not less, strictly speaking, he is smarter than his peers. Ever since Dad met this aunt, she's stupid like some idiot aunts usually look like when they see Daddy.

Su Jiarui felt very embarrassed about the performance of his wise and martial father.

However, looking at the elated little girl in her mother's arms, Su Jiarui was envious.

He didn't have such a mother for anything, if only she were his mother.

Su Jiarui's mood was naturally incomprehensible to the few people present.

Adults don't pay attention to him as a little kid, but Xiao Jin is too young and has no aesthetic views. For this brother who is so much older than himself, I feel that I can't go together. In addition, I was fascinated by animals, so I naturally didn't pay a little attention to the past.

Fu Qingyao nodded, "Well, my daughter, Xiao Jin." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Jin was already very impatient to trumpet his little hand and shouted a few times into the distance, "Dad, Dad, come here, I have something to say to you." ”

After receiving the call of his daughter, Xiao Yan nodded to the guard, and Shi Shiran walked over.

Seeing the man walking in the distance, he circled the position of Su Luoran and him as rivals in love, and he had to praise him, what a brilliant character.

In front of him, he didn't have a trace of desire to snatch at all.

Only such a man is worthy of standing by Qing Yao's side.

is no longer worthy of her. (To be continued......)