Fu Lingyuan squatted in front of her and called in a low voice to her head buried in her lap: "Ruan Ruan? ”

Ruan Shu didn't give the slightest reaction, maintained his posture, and did not move.

Fu Lingyuan pretended to smile lightly, and asked like a child: "What's wrong?" Who bullied our Mrs. Fu? ”

He clung around her body, trying to lift her head.

Ruan Shu threw himself into his arms at this time, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, and said softly, "Hold me tight." ”

Her movements were very sudden and heavy, and Fu Lingyuan was almost knocked down by surprise, but in the end, she still fixed her body in time and sat firmly on the ground.

Her lips were close to his ear, her breath was fluffy, and her body was soft and warm, with the scent of orange blossom. The tip of his heart trembled slightly, tightening her waist hard.

Ruan Shu was stuffy in his arms, and his voice was cold, and he said, "Kiss me." ”

Fu Lingyuan lowered his head as he said, his lips wandering.

Ruan Shu restrained his breathing.

After a while, she said lightly: "Third brother......"

"Huh?"

"She's lit me a lantern......"

Fu Lingyuan paused: "...... the ever-bright lantern?" ”

"Hmm...... It's the ever-bright lantern......" The body was tightly attached to his chest and abdomen, the skin around Ruan Shu was red, and he pillowed his chin on his shoulder socket, muttering intermittently, "Reclining Buddha Temple...... Hall of a Thousand Buddhas...... There is an ever-bright light...... Above it is my name and birthday...... It's her...... It was the ...... she offered to me."

"It's good to worship the everlasting lamp." Fu Lingyuan responded in a gentle tone.

"But I can't figure out why she did this......" Ruan Shu's eyes tightened, her jawline tightened, "she obviously ...... Obviously there is no guilt for me...... She obviously hates my ......"

"Sometimes, I also feel like I'm annoying dangling in front of her...... My presence reminds her all the time of what kind of humiliating life she once had in the urban village...... It is also a reminder to her that her husband, her happy family, was ruined by me......"

She did it to give her own peace of mind...... Or is it ...... she choked her throat and struggled to speak," or is she actually ...... At least a little bit...... It's a ...... who loves me."

When she said it, even she couldn't believe it. How could Zhuang Peiyu love her?

However, after she returned, she sat alone and silently until now, and her mind was disturbed, and she remembered many things in the past, especially the almost vague memories of those eight years in the urban village, and she couldn't help but have this ridiculous idea again.

She despised this thought of herself, as if she was pitifully begging for Zhuang Peiyu's love.

She doesn't need it.

She doesn't need her love.

It is enough for her to love herself......

But why, she just can't help but think and guess?

I know that no matter how much I think about it and guess it, it will be fruitless.

What's more, Zhuang Peiyu is dead now, where does she go to get an answer?

"Nguyen Nguyen." Fu Lingyuan lifted her whole body from his arms and pushed her in.

"Hmm......" Ruan Shu frowned and snorted, trembling spasmodically.

Fu Lingyuan grabbed one of her hands and clasped her fingers tightly, the sweat in her palms sticking to each other. "Don't try to suppress your true feelings with reason. As I said, sincerity is for feelings. And love is even more so. ”

He controlled the movements: "You have lived with your mother-in-law for nearly thirty years, and there is no one in the world who has been with her longer than you, and no one knows her better than you. In turn, she is probably the person who knows you and knows you best in the world. It's just that you may not know each other. ”

"Familiar...... Understand...... I don't know each other......" Ruan Shu murmured between his lips and teeth, his body soft and soft, and his thoughts were a little wandering.

She felt sarcastic. She and she are clearly a mother and daughter who have a grudge against each other, but now there is a bystander who says that they are the most familiar and know each other......

Fu Lingyuan's low voice continued with his gentle movements: "You are the only person who accompanies her, supports each other with her, and experiences the life of the urban village together. Your presence is not a reminder of her humiliation in an urban village, but a testimony to how strong she was during that period of suffering. Similarly, in the past ten years, she has seen all the tenacity of your pain and how contradictory you are at the same time. ”

"Contradictory ......" Ruan Shu pulled out this word she couldn't understand in a trance.

"Yes, contradictory." Fu Lingyuan's tone was very convinced, but he was quite helpless, "Ruan Ruan, in fact, how much you hate her, how much you love her......"

Ruan Shu's back stiffened. She smacked her lips, wanting to deny it, trying to defend herself, but when she opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked with something, and she couldn't spit out words.

"You just don't understand and don't know it, that's why you're making yourself so miserable." Fu Lingyuan took her ear beads, hugged her tighter, and fit her more intimately and deeply, his voice close to her ear, "Your annoyance, the real crux of the demon is not in the incident itself, but in the inability to forgive her for not saving you at that time." The mother you loved, gave up on you, and the last glimmer of hope you had for her was dashed. ”

Ruan Shu's fingers trembled and curled up.

"In the past ten years, you have tortured her, and you have tortured yourself. It was not so much from resentment towards her as from love for her. She died, you are not unwilling, you are sad; You don't touch her funeral, it's not that you're indifferent and ruthless, you don't dare. Don't dare to send her out of this world. ”

Ruan Shu's teeth snapped unconsciously.

"There is no need to deny, no need to argue, when you were hypnotized, all the true thoughts had already been transmitted to us, and now it is up to me to repeat it to you." Fu Lingyuan's hand pressed on the back of her head, "Ruan Ruan, be honest with your heart." There is nothing to fear. ”

Like a tightly wrapped silk cocoon suddenly being slowly pulled out from the outside, one by one, one by one, every word he said was speeding up the speed at which the silkworm chrysalis was exposed. Ruan Shu leaned against his shoulder, his lips clenched tightly, and he was silent.

"Does she love you or not? Don't guess. It's your feelings that are the most real. His palm ran down her hair one by one, in line with the frequency of the slow twitching at the junction, "Ruan Ruan, there is no need to doubt your own feelings, because you have always been a sharp woman. You're just too scared to accept it deep down. You have been alone in the wind and rain for too long, so you are afraid to accept me to shelter you from the wind and rain; You think that she only dislikes you, and you have complained about her for too long, so you are afraid to discover her possible love for you. ”

"The love that may exist", what a precise wording.

His voice was hoarse, revealing the emotions and desires of the moment, but he could still analyze her in an orderly and clear manner, communicate with her, and guide her to think.

Ruan Shu's eyes were blurred by love and tide, and when he heard the words, he was dazed by his words.

Suddenly there was silence, and for a moment no one spoke again.

She seemed to digest his words.

He seemed to be waiting for her to digest it.

The curtains were open, and the afternoon sun filled the room, white and shining. She was disheveled, leaning into his arms, and let him dominate.

After a while, she finally raised her head from his shoulder, put her arms around his neck, and Wuwu's pupils looked directly at him: "Do you love me?" ”

It was the first time she had asked him such a question. Fu Lingyuan carefully observed her expression and found that her eyes were moist. He looked down at her face and did not hesitate: "Love." ”

Ruan Shu's eyes flashed, and his red lips opened again: "How long will you love......?" ”

"For a long, long time."

"Will you always be so stingy and straightforward......?"

"Yes." Fu Lingyuan looked at her with dark eyes, "There is nothing to be ashamed of loving someone, there is no need to be difficult to talk about, there is no need to hide it." ”

"And how much do you love me......?" Ruan Shu spoke again - what a vulgar question, how many women in the world like to use this question to embarrass men. I didn't expect that one day, it would come out of her mouth......

"Am I not making you feel?" Fu Lingyuan hooked his lips and smiled, kissed her, and his voice was drowned in the entanglement of his lips and tongue, "Feel ...... seriously"

The gentle drizzle turned into a violent storm.

She is like a flat boat floating on the sea, experiencing all the bumps, and has nowhere to rely on him.

“……”

It wasn't until the heat and sweat on her skin gradually dissipated, her whole body slipped weakly, and she fell into his arms half asleep physically and mentally, that Fu Lingyuan freed up her hand to go to her bag and took out her mobile phone, which had vibrated dozens of times with perseverance.

The missed call above came from two people, one was Miao Jia, and the other was Lin Pu.

was staring at the screen, Lin Pu's number came in again.

Fu Lingyuan swiped the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

"Sister! You've finally answered the phone! Where are you? Didn't you leave the funeral home and go back to the company before me? Why haven't I seen you yet? I made an appointment for a meeting at half past two, everyone was waiting in the conference room, and Assistant Miao and I were going crazy looking for you. Did something happen to you? ……”

After talking for a while, probably finding that there had been no movement here, Lin Pu noticed that something was wrong, and stopped: "Hey? Sister? Are you listening? Sister—"

Fu Lingyuan cut off his words with a pist, and advised: "She is not feeling well, so she is resting at home now." She did not attend the meeting. Let everyone watch and do the company's affairs first, and don't bother her for the time being. ”

"It's my brother-in-law." Lin Pu was stunned for a moment, and then asked a little nervously, "Brother-in-law, did you just say that my sister is not feeling well?" What's wrong with her? Is it serious? When I was at the funeral home, I saw that her whole face was white, her emotions were not right, and her mental state was not right. Did my brother-in-law take my sister to the hospital for a physical examination? ”

"It's not a big deal. I'll look at it. Fu Lingyuan was concise and to the point.

Hearing the coldness in his tone, Lin Pu didn't say anything more and smiled: "Oh, that's good." Having my brother-in-law take care of my sister is, of course, the most reassuring. Sister really doesn't give herself time to breathe at work. Then the brother-in-law will stare at my sister and let her rest at home, I will notify her in place and say that my sister will be on vacation. ”

Fu Lingyuan said "um" lightly, and after hanging up the phone, he stared at the screen and folded his eyebrows.

"Who called? Lin Pu or Miao Jia? Ruan Shu's voice was rustling, and he asked a little weakly.

Fu Lingyuan bowed his head when he heard this.

Ruan Shu, who was lying on his back on his lap, his eyes half-open in a daze, and his lips were a little dry. The clothes that had fallen off only covered her chest to the base of her thighs, and occasionally one or two sweat stains gathered into small crystal droplets, which condensed on her still slightly reddened skin.

She held out a hand to retrieve her phone, and the clothes on her body slipped off as a result, showing her undulations in full view.

"Mrs. Fu is gone." Fu Lingyuan deliberately looked at it, and a light arc pursed out of his lips, helping her pull her clothes, blocking the top, and revealing more underneath, and the corners of her clothes were stained with some turbid liquid that had not yet had time to be cleaned up.

Seeing this, he simply stopped working in vain, casually threw the mobile phone back on her bag, and immediately dialed the wet hair stuck to her forehead, and then answered her question: "Miao Jia and Lin Pu both called, it was Lin Pu who just finished talking, I told him that you are at home on vacation, you don't go to the company, you cancel the meeting, love can't be opened, and things are decided first, don't bother you again, don't touch your phone again." ”

"Hmm." Ruan Shu said softly, but he didn't have any opinions.

"Mrs. Fu is really obedient today." Fu Lingyuan hooked his lips happily, first helped her sit up, then he himself half got up first, and finally picked her up from the ground and back to the bedroom.

After washing, the two lay down on the bed refreshed.

Fu Lingyuan half-sat and leaned on the head of the bed, slowly patting her back like a child, occasionally kissing her forehead and cheek.

Ruan Shu's eyes were tightly closed, and her consciousness gradually became confused under his soothing comfort, and the past was like light and shadow, passing by in pieces, taking her back to life in the urban village before she was eight years old.

Whether Fu Lingyuan's words completely saw through her heart, even she couldn't be sure - she herself couldn't really understand herself.

But there is one sentence, he is probably right - in the eight years in the urban village, she and Zhuang Peiyu relied on each other to come over.

There is no Lin Pingsheng, no Lin Han, no Lin Miaofu, no everyone in the Lin family.

At that time, there were only her and Zhuang Peiyu.

Zhuang Peiyu is only her.

She only has Zhuang Peiyu.

That place was full of muddy, struggling breaths.

In those dark days, Zhuang Peiyu was in dire straits, and she was the only one who accompanied her to experience it together; How she was drunk and abused by that poisonous ghost's biological father, only Zhuang Peiyu accompanied her.

Looking back now, because she has been in that environment since she was born, she doesn't know the outside world, and how ignorant she is. And Zhuang Peiyu is different, so she is more painful than her.

The pain ended in the fire that night, and everything was burned down......

That fire......

Ruan Shu unconsciously clenched Fu Lingyuan's hand.

Fu Lingyuan lowered his eyes noticed, seeing her eyelashes flutter slightly. Soon, she rolled on her side, burying her entire face in his chest.

Outside the window, the night gradually pulls up, and the interior is dimly lit. He reached for the bedside lamp, adjusted it to the softest light, and glanced at the time.

It's already 7 p.m.

They have been tired of being together since two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and they have been tired of it until now.

She was so clingy for the first time.

He had never felt her rare dependence on him so clearly.

Knowing that she wasn't asleep at all, Fu Lingyuan asked in a low voice: "Are you hungry?" ”

Ruan Shu was bored in his arms, shaking his head gently, looking a little unshakable.

Fu Lingyuan did not force it, nor did he say anything more, and continued to maintain the silence that had been maintained for several hours.

After about half an hour, he finally heard her breathing be smooth and even, and her hand on his finger loosened weakly—she fell asleep.

With a light breath, Fu Lingyuan carefully withdrew his numb arm, removed her from him, and stuffed her back into the quilt.

He got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom.

After a while, he wrung a hot towel and came back, crouched on the side of the bed, and stared at her face.

Plain, fair-skinned, with pale eyebrows and pale lips. The lines of the face under the light are very soft. The looming tear mole was unusually clear at this time.

And her eyelashes were covered with fine droplets of water.

Crystal clear, like dew drops falling in the green leaves, people can't bear to touch.

But the slightest breeze could easily blow it off, stain it with dust, and disappear in an instant—he knew all too well how fragile her heart was under the hard shell.

What makes a woman most likely to be cherished by a man is not her softness and fragility, but her strength.

The towel gently brushed her eyes, and suddenly her brow furrowed. Fu Lingyuan immediately stopped his movements to confirm that she had not woken up, and he touched her lips with a little water.

Recalling that a few hours ago she asked him if he loved or not, and he smiled and put it on her lips.

But it was just pasted, and there was no further kiss on her, for fear of disturbing her hard-won sleep.

After sticking it for a while, Fu Lingyuan got up, tucked the quilt tightly for her, and sent the towel back to the bathroom, and he left the bedroom lightly.

Back in the empty room where the clutter was kept, and seeing her underwear on the floor, he tilted his lips and walked over to pick it up, along with her handbag, and put it aside.

Finally, his gaze fell on the string of beads and the Diamond Sutra.