The afterglow of the setting sun spills into this office.

The otherwise bright and palatial office was dyed with a deeper glow.

Bright, as if it were blood.

Fu Qiran got up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.

The glow shone on his body, and the bright red seemed to leave no trace on him.

The deep darkness swallowed up the glow.

Fu Qiran's expression was deep, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

The emergence of the second personality requires an opportunity.

And everything Su Nuanyan did back then was an opportunity.

Maybe you don't even know the first personality, but under oppression, the second personality appears.

The first personality protects itself in its own way.

He didn't care what kind of psychological journey Ruan Jiaojiao had experienced under oppression.

He only cares, his delicateness, when the first personality is put on the shell of arrogance and domineering, she can only nest in that dark corner, not knowing why she was born, and she doesn't know what her meaning is.

Just thinking of this, Fu Qiran felt a pain in his heart.

And this seems to mean that the emergence of a second personality is meaningless.

Fu Qiran has never been a person with a strong sense of empathy.

Even after reading the thick book, he didn't care what Ruan Jiaojiao thought at all.

Whether it is Su Nuanyan or the former Ruan Jiaojiao, they should be damned.

Fu Qiran's eyes burst out with a deep malice.

The glow seems to be thicker.

How can he stay in the dark?

At that time, how confused and scared was she?

Fu Qiran clenched his fists suddenly.

The call came from Ruan Jiaojiao.

Fu Qiran's expression softened a little.

He pressed the answer button, "Jiaojiao." ”

And the darkness hidden in Fu Qiran's heart gradually emerged from the buds, black, sprouts.

Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang.

Fu Qiran collected his mind and walked over there.

"Oh, okay." That's the answer.

Fu Qiran hung up the phone, took his coat, and left the office.

Downstairs, Ruan Jiaojiao was waiting obediently at the elevator entrance.

"Mr. Fu, it's half past five, do you have to work overtime tonight? Do you need me to deliver food? ”

The familiar delicate and soft voice rang in his ears through the phone.

The corners of Fu Qiran's mouth raised, "If you don't work overtime, I'll go downstairs immediately and wait for me obediently." ”

She took two steps to him and grabbed his arm.

"I thought you were going to work overtime tonight~"

"No overtime." Fu Qiran said with a smile, "Work doesn't attract me. ”

But two minutes, the elevator door slowly opened, and Fu Qiran's figure appeared in front of her.

Ruan Jiaojiao immediately laughed.

"Mr. Fu~"

"The driver is already waiting for us, let's hurry over."

Fu Qiran nodded, and let Ruan Jiaojiao lead him to the car.

When he was in the car, Fu Qiran asked as if unintentionally: "Do you remember what happened in junior high school?" ”

This is too sultry.

Ruan Jiaojiao was picked up all of a sudden.

Her ears turned red and she tugged at his arm.

Ruan Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment and shook her head.

"It's been too long to remember."

"Why did Mr. Fu suddenly ask this?"

Fu Qiran smiled, "I received a call from my junior high school classmates today, saying that there was a party and asking me if I was going." ”

"I thought of it just now, so I asked."