Now the whole hospital is in an uproar, and when she asks about her, the people around her have envious eyes and mock with jealousy.

It was rare that she was willing to give in, Fu Zichen's smile was even more obvious, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and his delicate outline was softened by the dim light, which was like two people who were serious in plain life.

"Then you promise me a date next Sunday, okay?" He cautiously put forward the conditions, not daring to be too rampant, but afraid that she would not accept it.

There is no doubt that he must have done his homework - Tang Luoran will not be on duty next Sunday, so he bluntly set the date for next Sunday.

I thought she would resist again, but this time her reaction was also very refreshing, but she also had conditions, "Then you will sleep in the guest room for me for a week, and if anyone asks, you will say that you quarreled with me, and that is." ”

"Okay!" Fu Zichen nodded with an oath, hating to hug her tightly now.

As soon as he said that, Tang Luoran stretched out his index finger and pointed to the door behind him, raised his eyebrows, and was silent, meaning that he didn't need her to be reminded in words anymore - let her out now.

Although helpless, after all, he promised her first, Fu Zichen could only frown, turned around and left the room.

As soon as he was not there, the dull atmosphere immediately dissipated, and Tang Luoran breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were still a little weak.

Let him go to the guest room to sleep, but he feels sorry for him.

And agreeing to him was just out of her selfishness - it is undeniable that she still has expectations for Fu Zichen?

What exactly does he want to compensate for the lost five years?

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the appointment.

"Why are you distracted?"

The soft sound from the opposite side brought Tang Luoran back to her senses, and she suddenly realized that she was now sitting opposite Fu Zichen, in the sky restaurant, and it was already her Sunday on vacation.

Not only now, she has been in a state of shaking since last week, and even someone as nervous as Zheng Xiaoying has found clues.

But now that it's all over, Tang Luoran raised his eyes and met Fu Zichen's eyes, the corners of his eyes were curved, he smiled without scruples, and he was dressed in a straight suit, which made his delicate face more handsome.

And she was dressed up for the date, dressed in his favorite ink, sitting across from him, looking at his intoxicated eyes.

Five years—she had dreamed for five years that she wanted to sit face to face with him like she was now.

It's a pity that even if it has come true now, Tang Luoran is still not sure if the person in front of him regards her as the only one? Or is it just to use her as a substitute for Yin Zi during her pregnancy?

"It's nothing, it's just a reminder of the past." As she spoke, she immediately changed her words as soon as she noticed the glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Don't worry, you don't appear in my memory." ”

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, the hope that had just burned in Fu Zichen's eyes was instantly extinguished.

But it doesn't matter, Fu Zichen is not entangled in the past, as long as he can stay with her now, he is already very satisfied, "It doesn't matter if you don't have me in the past, because I'm in front of you now." ”

What kind of stupid thing is he, isn't he also going to leave her?

Tang Luoran lowered her head and was silent, looking at the few plates left, she put down her knife and fork, and instead picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, "I'm done eating, you can go." ”

He was about to get up, but he stretched out his hand and grabbed him, his eyes full of anticipation, "Wait." ”

Although she did not know why, she sat down patiently again, and turned her head in boredom to find the waiter walking briskly towards their table, and a large bouquet of roses in his hand.

Handed the rose to her, and put the gift box on the corner of the table, the waiter bowed, and greeted respectfully, "Good evening, Mrs. Fu, this is a gift from Mr. Fu, I wish you a happy life." ”

She also knew that it was sent by Fu Zichen, but what she didn't understand was that it made sense to do this?

Seeing Tang Luoran staring at the gift box in a daze, Fu Zichen suddenly became a little nervous, and urged softly, "Luo Ran? Why don't you take it apart yet? ”

Annoyed enough by him, she could only open it according to her will, and found that the gift box contained a pair of Prada's classic high heels.

"I don't have much to do with you in college, but I've heard that you like these shoes very much, and I don't understand why you don't buy them, but since you like them, I can buy them for you." Fu Zichen explained to her with nervousness, but her expression was still sluggish.

Memories rushed like a flood, and she couldn't resist it - Yin Zi told her a few years ago that Fu Zichen likes mature types, she pretended not to care at the time, but actually secretly bought a pair of red high heels, but never wore them, and finally got dusty and was recycled as garbage.

It was the period when she liked Fu Zichen to the point of forgetting herself, and it was not easy to fade that memory, but now she was provoked in one breath.

And Fu Zichen emphasized to her again with some trepidation, "I'm not kidding you, I can't look back on the five years I missed, no, it should be said that it is ten years, I have missed your life for ten years, and I don't want to waste a minute or a second in the years to come, as for the past that did not accompany you, I will make up for it as much as possible." ”

"I love you, Tang Luoran."

Fu Zichen said seriously, his deep eyes were full of affection, which made Tang Luoran almost believe it.

It's a pity that she chose to break her illusions in the end.

She put down the gift box in her hand, then looked up, "I think since we're full, we can go." She said naturally, ignoring his words directly.

Tang Luoran was running away.

"Good ......" Fu Zichen responded calmly, he didn't get angry because of this, he understood her heart - the more she persecuted, the more she had to resist, if she was forced too hard now, I was afraid it would only backfire.

After coming out of the restaurant, Tang Luoran subconsciously walked to the parking lot, but his hand was grabbed by him, looking back at him, Fu Zichen looked at her and chuckled, "Would you like to accompany me to another place?" ”

After a pause, she lowered her head and took the silence in response.

……

Shuttling through the streets where the shade of trees and neon lights shine together, the dim yellow light and shadow cast on the windshield, reflecting Tang Luoran's delicate face, her face was expressionless, her brows furrowed.

Fu Zichen, who was sitting in the driver's seat on the side, drove the car, his hands gripping the steering wheel were bruised, and his palms were drenched with sweat.

With different hearts, the direction of going is the same direction - a villa in the center of Jiangcheng.

Stopping the car at the gate of the palatial villa, Tang Luoran was still hesitating how to bring her to this kind of place, and when he turned his head, he saw that Fu Zichen had already gotten out of the car and was now standing outside the car door, he opened the car door and stretched out his hand to greet her, "It's here." ”

Although he didn't explain, it is conceivable that this villa must be one of his assets.

There was hesitation, but Tang Luoran still stretched out his hand on his face, his slender fingers touched his fingertips, and he got out of the car with elegant movements, and when she turned around, the brightly lit villa made her in a trance for a while.

The lavish but not vulgar decoration makes this villa independent of the surrounding buildings, and the dazzling light is shrouded, like the drunken gold fans of the high society of the twenties and thirties of the last century.

Follow Fu Zichen's footsteps to the villa, and walk around before walking to the door, at this time Fu Zichen reminded in his ear, "The password is your birthday, if you want to use your fingerprint to open the door, only your fingerprint can open it." ”

The implication is undoubtedly that she is the only hostess of this villa.

However, Tang Luoran was still a little dazed, and pressed his thumb obediently, "Click-" The door really opened, Fu Zichen reached out from behind him to push the door on the right side open, and a long and wide entrance came into view.

The two sides of the entrance are decorated with antiquities and calligraphy and paintings, and on the side closest to the door is a row of wooden cabinets.

The most conspicuous thing is red.

"In the future, you can change a pair a day, whatever you like." Fu Zichen reminded behind her, which made Tang Luoran come back to her senses, she didn't respond, leaned over to change her shoes, and slammed the cabinet door shut.

Stepping on the wooden floor, slippers on the soft carpet, the light of the extravagant decoration was dazzling, but it was the first thing she noticed that was placed in the center of the living room, the wedding dress was supported by a shelf, and the crystal chandelier revealed a sense of loneliness.

There is no doubt that this is also prepared for her by Fu Zichen, as for the intention, isn't it obvious?

In an instant, the calm she had held on for a long time collapsed, her thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably, clenched her fists, and asked word by word, "What is this?" What tricks do you want to do? ”

She didn't know that Fu Zichen wanted to reach out and touch her the moment before she spoke, but she had to take it back because of her words.

Pressing the nervousness in his heart, Fu Zichen pretended to be calm and walked up to her and explained to her, "When we got married, because we were in too haste, we didn't even have a decent wedding dress, and now I want you to wear this wedding dress, and we will have another wedding - by the way, there are wedding photos." ”

He planned for a long time, and specially sent someone to the hospital to obtain her basic information, so that the designer could formulate a unique wedding dress that belonged to her only according to her figure.

All he did was to make her happy.

But Tang Luoran's pale face and pursed lips made his heart fall a little bit, and it became heavier and heavier - didn't she like it?

"Tell me, what else have you done? I guess you should have more than just give me a wedding dress. Tang Luoran spoke, his tone was cold, like an emotionless cold-blooded animal, making it difficult for him to grasp her thoughts.

According to her request, she still took out the gift box containing the ring, grabbed her hand and put the gift box into her palm, and said softly, "This wedding dress, this villa and everything in the villa, as well as the ring, are all yours." ”

And, of course, the red heels she had just dropped on her restaurant seat.

But Tang Luoran still didn't appreciate it, her attitude changed from resolute to ruthless, "I don't need these things, you take them all back for me." ”

"Luo Ran, this is my guilt for you in the past five years, and it is also the apology I want to give you." Fu Zichen said quickly, which shows how afraid he is of her rejection.

It's not that he is impatient, it's just that his heart has been tormented by the guilt of the past, at least let him do something for her and make up for the damage caused to her over the years.

So, just accept this one.

I prayed in my heart, but the reply I got backfired, "I said I don't need it, why do you want to impose what you think is good on me?" Even if you did something sorry for me in the past, but it's all in the past, and I forget it now, why bother with it? ”

Tang Luoran was finally emotional, but he was not moved, it was also because of anger.

After all, she hadn't been treated like this in the past five years, how could she dare to accept it so easily? If Fu Zichen was really for her good, then he would turn around, Yin Zike was still waiting for him, she didn't want to be entangled by this unclear relationship anymore.

Even if he wanted to ignore it, Tang Luoran inevitably saw the loss on his face.

It's a pain that has been completely hurt and has nowhere to speak.