Stunned for a moment, she was stunned - how could he know that she liked to eat tiramisu?

Fu Zichen never paid attention to her little hobbies in the past.

Getting up from the ground, Tang Luoran smoothed the wrinkled hem of his clothes, looked at the patterns on the door for a while, and then reached out and twisted the doorknob, and the door was immediately opened from the outside to the inside, and Fu Zichen's tall figure suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

At her height, she could only see the tie on his neckline, the twill pattern blurred in front of her, and his voice kept amplifying in her ears, "Are you okay?" ”

"That's not your business." Turning his head, Tang Luoran still let go of the hand that grabbed the doorknob, turned around and walked inside, while comforting himself that letting him in was just forced to come in, not because he was soft-hearted.

Fu Zichen chuckled, crossed the line between the room and the hallway, and closed the door.

She sat down on the sofa, while Fu Zichen put the dinner plate on the table in front of her, sat down on the side, and spoke softly, "Hurry up and eat, I see you haven't eaten much." ”

In that situation, he didn't think she could eat.

Although his attitude was almost respectful, Tang Luoran was still unmoved, she didn't look at him, her face was tight, her mind was blank, she couldn't even hear what she was saying, it wouldn't be a good word anyway.

"Can't you understand people? I don't need you to mind me, and don't forget that we're just acting. As she spoke, she suddenly felt funny, hooked the corners of her mouth, and added a mocking smile, "Are we really married?" Why can't I remember any happy times we had? ”

Word by word, like a needle piercing his heart with deep malice, and he did not hide.

It is true that after five years of marriage, they don't even have a little happy common memory, which is probably the biggest regret of Fu Zichen's life, no matter how much he makes up, he can't fill the vacancy of those five years.

The guilt in his heart was about to overflow, and he smiled bitterly.

"I failed you in those five years, but not in the future, I will fill those gaps as soon as possible, and then start to enjoy the rest of my life." He muttered, no matter where her gaze fell, his eyes always reflected her.

fill

She sneered, "How to fill?" ”

"When we got married, the ceremony was too simple, so we had to make up for it, and there was a five-year wedding anniversary - we got married in the summer, but I can't wait, so let's do it in the spring, and winter is almost past anyway......," he grabbed her hand and rubbed it in her palm.

Shaking off Fu Zichen's hand suddenly, Tang Luoran threw the pillow on the side to him, and pushed him back as if she were ruthless, until his back was already at the bottom, she let go and sat up straight.

Because she was too hard, as if exhausting her physical strength, Tang Luoran gasped, and her chest rose and fell heavily with the breath.

Looking at him through the gaps in the strands of hair intertwined in front of him, his delicate face could not see joy, anger and sorrow, like a pool of calm water, undisturbed.

"Why not get angry! You think if you do this, I'll believe you? Tang Luoran roared loudly, she was going to be driven crazy by Fu Zichen.

However, when she got angry again, she was only shouting hoarsely, and then suddenly she lost her strength and quieted down, and she brushed her messy hair away.

In a trance, his hot and humid face was suddenly touched by a warm hand, Tang Luoran paused, raised his eyes and met him - Fu Zichen hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "You finally vented out, being treated like that by your own family, I know you will be sad." ”

Growing up, he only cared about himself, so he couldn't understand the feeling of caring about what others thought.

But when he thought of her, he knew how sad it must be for such an affectionate person.

"I said let you go, why are you still so stubborn? Did you know you're really annoying? Tang Luoran kept complaining, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

She is not a useless woman who will only show weakness when she encounters things, and she will die if the pressure is not vented, she has been like this for more than 20 years, what else is she not used to?

But here he was, and she had the urge to rely on him.

Let Tang Luoran complain, Fu Zichen listened, took the pillow in his arms away when she was not paying attention, and then took her into his arms, he hugged her very tightly, and patted her back with his hand, "I will treat it as if it never happened, and I will not use this as a bargaining chip, so you can cry with confidence." ”

Unlike the coldness of those five years, his tone was gentle but calm, and with the sound of a steady heartbeat, her manic heart calmed down in an instant.

But the more this happened, the more Tang Luoran resisted, almost out of instinct, she pushed him away, then stepped back, and wrinkled her eyebrows, "I'm fine, you can go out." ”

After releasing her emotions and suddenly returning to calm, her past life can be imagined how depressing.

"Got it, I'll leave now." Fu Zichen chuckled, took advantage of her defenselessness, reached out and rubbed her soft hair, and then got up to leave, and did not forget to remind her before closing the door, "Remember to eat something." ”

What an inexplicable person.

Pretending not to care, it wasn't until she heard the sound of the door closing, Tang Luoran turned her head to look at the door, of course there would be no figure of him at the door, and her heart sank again.

Her heart was beating violently, and at the same time it was aching, Tang Luoran had to cover her heart to hide the pain, she frowned, and her eyes were sour.

Heartbeat again. This man is none of hers.

……

What would Tang Luoran think?

After closing the door, Fu Zichen stopped at the door for a long time, of course, he was not bored enough to eavesdrop on the door, but because he was worried that she would not be able to recover and cry again, so he did not leave for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time later, when there was no sound at all, that Fu Zichen breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and walked along the corridor towards the staircase.

Downstairs, everything has returned to calm. The maid walked from the entrance to the living room, with a bunch of shopping bags in his arms, and when he saw Fu Zichen, he hurriedly hurried over to say hello, "Hello Mr. Fu, is this your package?" ”

The servant carried the shopping bag in his hand - this is the change of clothes that Fu Zichen asked Qin Yan to buy in the mall for the past few days, after all, his decision to stay here for a few days was also improvised, just follow Jin Heng's words.

In addition, he also asked Qin Yan to buy a few sets of the most popular new women's winter clothes in the mall to coax Tang Luoran.

"Well, you can put it elsewhere first, and then take it later." Nodding calmly, Fu Zichen immediately bypassed the servant and walked into the study, before going downstairs, he had already asked the servant where Jin Heng was—it was in the study.

Pushing open the door of the study, Jin Heng was really sitting at his desk, sorting out the documents, the gold-rimmed glasses collapsed, and he pushed them up again.

"Busy?" Leaning against the edge of the door, Fu Zichen put his hand into the pocket of his trousers and looked at him expressionlessly, while Jin Heng immediately smiled heartily after reacting, "No, I'm free." ”

They didn't know each other for long, specifically at a banquet, and later became friends because of their work relationship.

In terms of status, Jin Heng is naturally not as good as Fu Zichen, but his personality is much better than those bigwigs in the political and business circles, at least he is not flattering, Fu Zichen has heard a lot of beautiful words over the years, and he is tired of it.

Pulling a chair and sitting down at the desk, Fu Zichen squinted at him and asked lightly, "Why did you suddenly let me live here?" If it weren't for Jin Heng to bring up the topic, he wouldn't want to live here, and Tang Luoran wouldn't be willing.

"Ha, I still can't escape your eyes." Jin Heng smiled exaggeratedly, his body swayed slightly with the shaking of the transfer, he turned the pen in his hand and poked the wooden table again, "It's nothing, I just blurted out in a moment's panic." ”

Actually, no, he did it on purpose, but it was too early to explain, and he didn't want to startle the snake.

"I see." Fu Zichen retracted his gaze, leaned back on the back of the chair, and propped his arms on the handle, "Luo Ran's amnesia, I think you should have heard of it, she has not forgotten anyone, but only me." ”

Not only did he hear that Tang Tian had said this matter back and forth several times to Jin Heng as if he had been bombarded, and he could recite it backwards when he heard it.

"You can relax, the most important thing now is patience." patted Fu Zichen on the shoulder, and he suddenly remembered the reactions of Tang's mother and Tang Tian at the dinner table, and reminded him, "Tang Tian's mother and Tang Tian seem to be very hostile to Luo Ran, you still look at it." ”

"I know that." Fu Zichen said, frowning.

In the dimly lit room, there were only sparks, the balcony door was open, and the cold wind poured in, blowing heavy milky curtains.

"Bang-" The light was suddenly turned on, Tang's mother moved her eyes to the door unhurriedly, she was sitting on a recliner on the balcony, holding a cigarette in her hand, and said indifferently, "Xiaotian, you're back." ”

"Mom—why are you here?" Tang Tian, who was standing at the door, was taken aback, she covered her heart, looking at the red-lipped woman sitting on the recliner in scarlet pajamas, and couldn't believe that this was her mother.

Unlike other middle-aged women, Tang's mother is an old smoker and is not willing to face the sky.

After slowing down for a while, Tang Tian calmed down, threw his handbag on the bed, walked to the balcony door, reached out and snatched the cigarette from his mother's hand, and crushed it in the ashtray, "You just quit, if Dad sees it, he doesn't know what to say about you." ”

As she spoke, she sat down on the chair opposite Tang's mother, took a sip of a cup of coffee, and immediately wrinkled her eyebrows - the coffee was already cold.

"How can he care about me, you don't know that he is still angry with me because of Tang Luoran's matter, otherwise I wouldn't have to come to your room." With a cold snort, Tang Mu raised her head and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

When Tang Luoran was mentioned, both of them were angry in their hearts, one was angry that she always looked down on people, and the other was angry that she stole the limelight.

Tang Luoran is just an orphan who was adopted, nothing is nothing! Dare to embarrass them, it's just beyond your strength!

Resting her elbow on the handle of the recliner, Tang's mother leaned forward and stretched out her other hand to touch Tang Tian, "All these years, you have stayed here alone, and that slut has bullied you a lot." ”

How could Tang Luoran bully her?